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A Long Time Coming...

By: GreenDemonGurlie



Tonight, I get to see you. Tonight, it is as if all of my fantasies will finally become reality. Tonight we will be together after our long absence from each other. Tonight...

You called me earlier in the day to say that you were home for about a day. I was SO amazed to hear from you since it had been about two months since we had last spoken. You had been away for work and I had gotten over my longing for you after about the first month. Oh you did come to mind, but it was as though my sexual beast had begun it's hibernation for the winter and therefore, I was not constantly thinking about you as I had during the summer when our interludes had been so frequent.

I answered the phone knowing that it was you on the other line. We made small talk for a while and you told me how work had been going. I told you how things were for me as well, and informed you that I was in desperate need for a back rub. Basically I was hooking you to see what your response would be and you did not disappoint me. You said that you would be more than happy to help me out with that and that you really wanted to see me. I did not make it easy for you, though. I had been hurt from no calls in two months, and I wanted to play with you a bit before giving in, even though we both know I can never say no to you.

We finally arranged a time to get together for this evening and I went about my day as normal until it was time to get ready to see you. The plan as it stands is that I will come to your house around 7pm. I gather my things together and hop in the shower. As I stand under the water, I start thinking of your touch and the way I feel when you kiss me. It starts to excite me, the way it does when you run your tongue across my neck and down towards my shoulder. I can feel the warmth as it builds between my legs. The water as it strikes my body and the thoughts of your hands as they explore me bring me a happiness unlike anything I have known. I move my hand between my legs and insert one finger, finding my hard clit. I start to move my fingers around as I think about you licking me.

First you would start with small kisses and licks along my inner thighs. It makes me crazy thinking about it and I move my finger faster around my clit. I remember the first time we were together and how it felt as you first entered me. I remember the sensations of it all as if it were just yesterday that you first took me.

As I stand in the shower, playing with myself, I feel my orgasm as it swells within. I rub a bit faster and my breath quickens as it overcomes me. The last thought is of us both crying out as we come together while you take me from behind. I stand there a moment, unmoving, as I recover from my orgasm. I let the water from the shower run over my face and down my body as I scheme of the things I want to do tonight. I finish my shower, including shaving all the appropriate places. I step out of the shower, grab my towel from the rack and dry off. I get my vanilla lotion and begin smoothing it over my freshly shaved legs and then, up over my bare mound. I rub it in, thinking again of your hands and how they will soon be roaming free over these same places. Again I can feel that excitement start to build within me and I tell myself that doing that will only make it take longer until I can be with you.

I dress in a black silk and lace piece of lingerie that I bought to wear for you on one of our excursions, but as of yet, had not had an opportunity to show you. It has a pair of panties that match, but I opt to not wear them tonight. I pull on a pair of super silky black thigh high stockings because I know they are your favorite. "Easier access" you always say to me when I am wearing them. I pull my hair up and back, letting the red curls fall down to where they are tickling my neck and the top of my back. I pull out a few in front as well, letting them fall so that I can give you cute little glances around them from time to time as we play our game.

I take care of my make-up, being sure to avoid anything too sparkly since you detest it so. I then take to painting my nails. A deep orange, your favorite color. Once I have decided that I am all set, I get my over night bag together. It has been sitting with most of my needs in it since the last time I stayed at your place. I put in a change of clothes for tomorrow, make sure I'm not running low on anything and add a few more little goodies for our evening.

I grab my long coat and wrap it around me. I tie the belt for it around my waist, grab my bag and head out the door. I get in my car and I can feel a little nervousness growing inside me. Those small little butterflies that you get before a first date, the first kiss and then, before the first time you are in bed together. I get to your place in record time and park my car.

I let myself in since the door is always unlocked. I come up the stairs and through the kitchen to find you watching TV in the living room with a few friends and your roommate. You get up and come over to me. You give me a hug and then pull me to the side and kiss me deeply. You bring your hand to my face as you move your tongue against mine between our mouths. I put my arms around your neck and you move yours around my waist. We continue to stand there a while longer, still kissing and I can feel you getting hard as you press against me. How I do love turning you on with just a kiss.

You pull away from me slightly and I lean in for one more quick peck. You begin leading me towards your room. I follow you willingly and as you open the door, I can see candlelight and hear music very faintly. Once I can see inside completely, I realize that you have lit more than two-dozen candles all over your room. As I enter and you follow behind, I turn to you and kiss you soft and sweet and close the door behind you. I put my things on the floor and then back away from you. You start to move forward and I wave my finger between us and tell you to wait a moment. You look at me slightly puzzled as I begin undoing the belt around my coat.

I pull it aside just a bit and show my thigh. You move to put your hand on it and I back away a little. "Uh-uh" I say to you as I put my coat back over my thigh. I pull it away again, this time to show part of my breast. You come forward again, but this time I do not back away. You put your hands at my neck and then to my hands where you pull them away from my coat. You glide your fingers up along the front and pull it away from my shoulders. You kiss and nibble there as it slowly falls away and lands on the floor. Your hands are now running up my back and I breathe in quickly at the feeling of them on my skin.

I move into you and begin to kiss your neck. I bite at it a little and you moan so quietly as the feeling of my teeth on you pleases you. We kiss again and as we do, I push you backwards towards to door. You are slightly surprised by my level of aggression tonight, since normally I allow you to be the hunter. Tonight I have another agenda though, for tonight I want to hunt you a bit. To pursue you and devour you as a wild cat might do to it's prey.

I kneel before you and begin undoing your pants. I pull them down, along with your boxers, exposing you before my eyes. I look at your cock as it stands at full attention, waiting for my first touch. I look up into your eyes as I move my mouth forward and lick the tip. You close your eyes and lean your head back against the door. You too have missed my touch, just as I have missed yours. I run my fingernails up your thighs slowly and bring one hand up around your cock.

I love the feeling of it in my hands and I begin to stroke you gently. I still look up at you as I do this, watching your every expression. I again move my mouth forward and this time I allow the tip to penetrate my lips. Oh how I have missed the taste of your cock in my mouth. I remove my mouth and run both hands up under your shirt and over your stomach and chest. I run my nails over it lightly as I continue watching you.

I bring my tongue out and lap at your balls a bit as I continue running my nails across your chest. I then slowly bring it up to run along the underside of your cock and then suck at the tip a moment. You moan a bit as the sensation of my tongue, piercing and lips move over you. I then bring my mouth down over your cock completely. I suck lightly as I pull away and then I tell you how I want to taste your come. I want to feel it in my mouth and swallow it down as if it were replenishing a much-needed liquid.

You put your hands on my neck and rub slightly. You respond with "anything for you, baby" and a smile. I smile back and then place my wet lips around the head of your hot cock again. I move slowly and I move my tongue as I slide down your shaft. I look up at you the whole time as you watch me suck your cock. I moan as you slide easily in and out across my lips and tongue. The taste of you is so pleasing to me and I let you know in all ways that I can. I know already that I am getting very wet and can feel it as I move. Sucking your dick is one of the things that gives me the most pleasure, but watching you as you watch me, well, that just plain makes me hot.

I quicken my pace as I move my head into you. You have moved your hands up to the back of my head and are rubbing your thumbs across my cheeks as I suck and consume your cock. I move my hands back down to your thighs and then begin playing with your balls as I continue to slide myself along you. You tell me how good it feels having me suck your cock and I moan in response.

I still look up at you and you gaze deep into my eyes. I can feel them on me, almost penetrating me, just as your cock is doing to my mouth. I pull out to the tip and circle the head with my tongue and piercing. You moan as I do this and then I move back in harder and faster. The pressure I am putting into it forces you against the door a bit as I slam into you again and again. You tell me that you are getting close and that you want me to taste you. I move even faster and continue to massage your balls with my hands.

My pussy is wet with desire for you. It wants so much to feel your hands, tongue and cock. If it were possible, I would want all three on me at once. As I think of these things, I moan against your cock as your juice comes spraying into my mouth. I continue to suck as I swallow you down. Oh how good you taste as you run over my tongue and lips. I finish by licking you clean and then stand before you.

You kiss me hard and tell me how good that felt and how now it's my turn. I tell you that I brought some things and ask if you would like to see. You say you do and I go over to my bag. I pull out an assortment of goodies and you look them over. You smile quite the evil little grin and tell me to go to the bed. I smile back and do as you tell me to. You grab a few things and bring them over to the table next to the bed. You then sit yourself next to me and bring your hands up to take my hair down. It falls down my back and you run your fingers into it and kiss down my arm. Your touch is almost electrifying and I can feel the heat between my legs burn hotter still.

You lean me down onto the cool sheets and run your hands along the length of my body. You tell me how when my coat came off, you almost came right there. You were stunned at what I was wearing and that I had come over with only that and a coat on. You then pull off your shirt and I watch as the muscles in your back move. When you are moving in that way, I find you to be incredibly sexy and all I can think of is how I want you.

You bring your hands down my body and remove my heels. As you rub my legs on the way up, you pause a moment at the wetness you find between my thighs. You run your fingers along the outside to tease me. You continue your upward journey and embrace both my breasts in your hands. You squeeze them slightly, as if testing them for something. You continue moving and bring your hands to my wrists. You trace your fingers along my arms and hands, then pull one arm towards you. You take one of the restraints I brought and place it around my wrist, then secure it so that I am stuck. You do the same with the other wrist, leaving me bound to your bed, almost helpless.

You move back down my body again, this time when you pause at the meeting of my legs, you lick lightly, again, not entering into the wetness beyond. You move to my ankles and also use restraints on them. I am now tied down to your bed, legs spread and open to your every want and desire. I am yours to have as you wish to take and use me. The thought of this fills me with a lust so high I can hardly contain it and let out a little moan.

You begin to explore me, beginning at my ear. You kiss and lick my ear, all the while whispering to me how you can't wait to have me, but that for now you are going to play. You bring your lips down to my neck where you start to kiss and lick lightly. You then bite into me and I moan loudly. You continue to sink your teeth in as you move along my neck down towards my shoulder. You continue biting down my arm and then back up. You kiss lightly across my chest as my breasts try to expel themselves from my lingerie. You move the material out of the way a bit and then nibble my breasts. You pull it farther to reveal a hard, pert nipple. You lick at it mercilessly, as I keep moaning and I begin to struggle a bit against the restraints.

You hear my moans and can feel me as I move beneath you. These things excite you more and you increase your efforts. You pull at the material wrapped around me harder and it begins to give. I tell you to rip it from my body because I want you to ravage me. You begin pulling at it harder and continue to lap at me as the material continues to come free. I am getting wetter and can feel as the excitement rises in my loins. You use both hands to completely tear the fabric away and as it lies in shreds along my sides, you bring your face and hands in to caress, pinch, lick and suck. Oh, and lets not forget the biting because the biting is what brings the most deep and succulent of moans from my lips.

You stay at my breasts for some time. You enjoy the ample size and weight of them as they move beneath your hands and mouth. You move your mouth down to kiss my stomach while your hands continue to play with my breasts. You then slowly trail your hands down along my sides and your mouth further until you reach my completely exposed pussy. You lick along my slit and I moan even louder as I feel you against me. I am on the verge of orgasm already and you have barely touched me. You move your hands down past my hips and along my legs, still feeling the stockings that are there. How naughty it feels to be in this state of disarray. You bring your hands up along my inner thighs until they meet in the middle.

Using one hand you spread my lips to find that inner sweetness and the warm and waiting hole that is begging for your touch. You lick along my clit and down further until you are lapping up my wetness like a kitten to a saucer of milk. Your tongue moves fast and lightly against me and then you thrust it inside. I cry out to you and tell you how good it is as I thrust my hips towards your mouth. You pull your tongue out and resume licking around my clit. You insert two fingers inside of me while making a "come hither" motion inside. I begin to move more obviously beneath you as the pressure of your mouth and fingers drive me to my first orgasm. I being to scream and shake beneath you as you continue to eat me and play with my "evil inside." 

You slow down a bit and let me catch my breath. Once I have resumed normal breathing and can handle your touch again, you move three fingers into me and begin licking my clit again. You move in and out of me as you gently insert another finger and then bring the thumb in as well. You have your hand inside of me and are twisting it. I can feel as it rubs against my walls and I squeeze my muscles against it. You lick at my clit as you continue to push inward. I struggle a bit as the intensity is high and the pain factor is increasing, but at the same time I want you to continue because of the amazing feeling of it. You are in to your wrist and are pushing for more. I am screaming out as you continue to thrust and lick me.

I am close to my orgasm and its intensity is swelling and churning inside. I close my eyes and let it take me. I am washed in a bath of overwhelming pleasure and I pull at my wrist restraints. I pull my legs, but they are also bound to the bed. I am screaming "OH DON'T EVER STOP!!" at the top of my lungs. You continue to thrust in and out at a very regular pace while licking my clit with your flat tongue. You begin to slow as I shake all over. You slowly pull your hand out and I wince slightly. Partly from the pain and partly because of the emptiness that is left after it is gone. You kiss my wet lips as if you are "fixing" the pain there.

You come up and kiss my other lips, allowing me to taste my own sweetness. It lingers on my tongue a moment and then fades as we continue to kiss. You press your body against me as you kiss and I can feel your cock, hard and warm against me. You reach down with one hand and begin to tease me with the tip, just barely entering me. You reach over to the table and grab a candle. We had talked about this and again my excitement builds. You begin to pour the wax on me slowly and I moan as it touches my skin. You stop at times and kiss the spots that are now covered in the hardening wax.

You drop it on my breasts, my nipples and my stomach. You then place it back on the table as you stroke the places you have just dropped wax. You rub your fingers in the spots that are slightly soft still. You are almost massaging them, as if it were lotion or oil rather than wax. You return to teasing me with your cock, pushing it into me slightly then taking it away.

You reach again to the table and bring one of my vibrators over. You turn it on low and bring it down to my clit. You press it against me as well as your cock as you slowly slide into me. You meet no resistance because I am soaked from the orgasms you have bestowed upon me as well as all my natural lubrication from all you have done to me so far.

You go slowly at first, moving the vibrator around over my clit and against your cock as it slides in and out. You turn up the speed on it a bit and the vibrations move through me. You can feel them against your cock through my walls as well as against your cock when it touches you. You thrust into me faster as I lie helpless and at your mercy. I move my hips up to meet you as you thrust inward. We moan together as our bodies flow in a perfect motion. Meeting each other, then pulling away, only to press together again.

You increase your speed and I meet your pace. You keep pushing into me as I meet you halfway. You start to come and I feel as you twitch inside me, but you keep your rhythm. You keep fucking me until I come again. You collapse onto me and we lay there a moment. You move away and take my restraints off. I curl up next to you, as you put your arms around me and we trail off to sleep.

You touching my back lightly wakens me from my sleep. I turn to look at you and you kiss me lightly. You lean close and whisper into my ear..."I NEED to take you from behind now.." I moan as the words are spoken and I smile my naughty smile. You get off the bed and pull at me to do the same. You then lean me over so that I can press my hands onto the bed. You stand behind me and rub your cock between my thighs. I can feel the warmth and I tell you I want you to fuck me.

You slowly enter me, pulling at my hips as you glide in. Our connection is always wonderful, but from this angle, I am in heaven. You pull me onto your cock again and again and I tell you to fuck me harder. You start to slam into me, my ass smacking against you as you fuck me. You tell me how you love to fuck me hard and fast and that you want to hear me scream when I come.


A Long Time Coming...



You keep slamming, harder and faster, and I start to call out your name again and again. I can't believe the pace at which you are moving, it seems almost too fast for any person to move. I can feel as every inch penetrates me and then is pulled away to prepare for the next onslaught. My feet are slipping on the hardwood floors of your room and I almost unable to hold myself up as I am still recovering from the rest of the evenings play.

The burning inside begins as I start to scream. I am yelling so loudly that I barely hear you as you let out a moan and explode inside of me. I can feel our mixing liquids as they drip out of me and down my thighs, which are still clad in my stockings. You lie against my back and kiss my tattoo. You pull out of me, fall onto the bed and pull me against your chest. I tell you that I want you again, but that I am just too tired. You say that there is always time for more in the morning. I lay listening to your heart and the sound of your breathing as they lull me to sleep.



A Long Time Coming...



The movie ended and Tyler turned the television off, he had always admitted he wasn't one for channel surfing. Instead he poured us each another glass of wine and tuned the radio to a nice, oddly romantic Shinedown CD. As we sipped our wine and chatted about nothing in particular he gently fingered the long red waves of hair that fell against my cheek. It was clear that after months of emailing it was as if we were far more advanced in the relationship than a first date -ignoring that it was in fact technically a second. "I'm so glad we gave this another shot. I had a good time tonight, did you?"

Although I could barely breathe I managed to tell him, "Yeah, I did. I'm so happy you moved back, for awhile I thought you were going to stay in Vermont for good. I don't know if we would've been able to work this out with you all the way out there." He smiled as our eyes locked in a deep gaze. It felt like he was looking into them and seeing some inner-me, and I lowered my eyes to his lips. When I raised them back up there was no hesitation, our lips joined and his hand held the back of my neck, entwining his fingers in my hair. I rested my palms on his chest, not pushing him away, but almost making sure that he was really there. His other hand found the small of my back and slowly pulled me in closer to his body. Thoughts rushed through my head like raging rapids, I wasn't sure if this was just kissing or if this was just the start of what could have explained why I hadn't made any plans for the rest of the night.

I forced all of that out of my mind, I just reminded myself to let go. Before I knew it my legs were wrapped around his waist and we were off the couch. We weren't kissing in any sort of rushed fashion, it was slow and sweet. We made it to his bedroom and he laid me carefully on the bed underneath him. He didn't try to rip my clothes off or shove my skirt out of his way he just took his time with my mouth, and then moved onto my neck while he further brushed my hair from his path with his fingers. I couldn't contain the sounds building inside my throat, so I released an almost silent moan. He immediatly took my hands from his back and pinned them playfully to the bed. He returned to my mouth and his tongue continued it's amazing work, as his hands ran themselves down my sides to my hips. He grasped them and ground himself between my thighs, teasing me. 

He moved his hand behind one of my knees and pulled it up against his hips as he pushed himself against me again. I moaned again, I grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, he followed my lead and started unbuttoning my blouse, once my chest was exposed he stopped and let his eyes drink in the black and red lace that lay before him. He gently sucked on my neck, and gradually lowered his lips untill he was at the waist of my skirt. He found the zipper on the side and slowly tugged it downwards. His lips greeted the newly exposed thigh, and then he knelt as I sat up to undo his belt. I kissed and tongued his belly moving lower until I had his pants open. I laid back so he could slip off my skirt and he got off of the bed, he slipped off his pants first and soon my skirt joined them in a pile on the floor. His face gave a look of naughty excitment as he pulled my matching black and red lace panties down my legs and over my shoes. He then lifted up my left leg and kissed from the knee to my ankle, "Don't." I whispered loudly to him with a sly smile on my face. "I want them on," I had always thought it'd be sexy to wear black lace thigh highs and high heels while in bed with a man, but never thought I'd actually have the opportunity, so why on earth would I pass it up.

"No problem, baby." Tyler didn't look at all upset by the idea and climbed back ontop of me with a smile that he couldn't seem to get rid of. He leaned his lips against my ear and pressed his hard length between my thighs as he whispered, "I'll do anything, just tell me what you want. Tell me everything." 

With that I was done for, "I want you, all of you." Then, as if a green light had switched on over my head he pushed himself deep inside me. He pulled fully out and planted just as deep a kiss onto me before he dove back in, rocking back and forth slow and deep. His lips went to my neck as he continued to thrust. With every one I let out another slightly high pitched moan, some of them were more gasps then anything. While I held onto his back with one hand my other hand began to grasp the comforter. He slowed down and then stopped all together, holding himself inside of me. He sucked on my earlobe and kissed me as he unbuttoned the rest of my shirt and threw it to the floor. He then scooped me up in his arms and held me against him as he knelt under me and he carefully slid my bra off. He slowly glided back and forth inside me as he placed my right nipple inside of his mouth. He sucked at it and flicked his tongue over in untill he moved onto the left and did the same. I pushed my hair back and to the side and the waves fell onto our shoulders.

We were getting so close to an inevitable explosion, but I didn't want it to end. He fit so perfectly inside of me like no man had ever before. When it became obvious he was almost ready to finish I held him tight so he couldn't thrust further. "I don't want you to come yet, please, I don't want it to be over." I begged him, "Oh Tyler, please."

With that he laid me onto my back and without removing himself from me he held my face and looked into my eyes. "I don't want it to end either, but I can't help it. Oh god Claire I just want to be inside you." He started to arch his back as if to restart the intense pleasure between us, but instead he pulled out of me and tongued from one nipple to the next, then down past my belly button. He kissed and tongued my inner thighs before going to work inbetween them. His tongue bore into me the same way his thickness had, and I couldn't help but scream his name. His palms were against the back of my thighs pulling me up into his mouth. He brought his tongue higher and flicked it back and forth, then lightly nibbled on my super-sensitive skin. The moment his teeth touched down I arched my breasts into the air and screamed his name again, his tongue dove back inside me as orgasm after orgasm rolled over me. I couldn't take it anymore.

"I want you inside me," I moaned louder and louder, "Please, Tyler, I want you inside of me." Instantly he moved his lips up to my chest, pulled my leg over his shoulder and rammed his rock hard thickness deep into me. He was no longer taking it slow and gentle it was fast and hard as if we were running out of time. In minutes I was clutching his backside as we moaned together into ecstasy. 



A Long Time Coming



She paced back in forth from the mirror to the bedroom window, checking her reflection upon her return. She ran her hands down the lace bodice of her new negligee she had hung in her closet seven months ago. Seven months she had been longing to feel him against her again, fantasizing about the feel of his fingers inside her, his cock sliding against her clit. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw his truck. The excitement that had been growing inside her was suddenly about to burst out of her as she ran for the door. She beamed from ear to ear as she watched from the door as he stepped down from his truck. He hurried toward the door smiling up at her with his amazing blue eyes as they undressed her. He stopped as he stepped through the door and now stood face to face with her. They looked into each others eyes for what seemed like forever. He saw a twinkle in her eyes as she smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. 

"Finally!" she whispered before kissing him. Her lips lingering for a moment as her tongue slipped between his lips. Seven months of yearning, lust and passion took over before they could stop it. She suddenly found herself pressed against the back of the now closed door, his hands exploring every inch of her body, their mouths feverishly kissing. 

She could feel her clit throbbing, her panties now hot and wet. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband and slid them down her thighs as his mouth moved down her neck and over her breasts. She stepped out of the panties and slid her ass onto the hall table next to them. Reaching for his belt she nibbled at his lip "I need you to fuck me Charlie." she said as she pulled the belt from around his waist and slid his pants over his ass and wrapped her legs tightly around him. 

He brought his mouth down on hers hard as he pulled the thin straps to her negligee down her shoulders until her full breasts fell freely from the top. Taking a hand full of her hair he pulled her head back arching her back allowing her erect nipples to point high in the air. His tongue circled her left nipple then her right before he covered as much of her breast as he could with his mouth. Biting at her nipple as he thrust his hips against her he let his cock rub against her wet pussy, teasing her. He traced his finger over her full lips, let his hand brush across her neck and slowly ran his fingers down her body as the tip of his cock began to stretch the opening of her pussy. She tried to pull him in deeper with her legs but he resisted, wanting to take all of her in with his eyes before he got lost in her sweet warmth. 

Biting her lip she smiled up at him, watching as his eyes moved over her body, feeling his hands on her skin. He smiled back at her as their eyes met and she began to get lost in the amazing blue eyes staring back at her. Taking her by surprise he slid deep inside of her as a deep moan escaped her throat. She arched her back more, pressing her clit against him. Their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm slowly at first and then hard and fast. Clenching her pussy tightly around him, she could not get enough of him. She was lost in the intense sensation the tip of his cock was giving her against her gspot with every thrust. Hooking his arms around her shoulders he pulled her up until their lips were within and inch of one another and he could stare deep into her eyes. He thrust deep in side of her over and over again as he held her gaze. Digging her nails into his shoulders, she clutched him tightly, her body beginning to tremble. Her eyes closed and her head fell back as an orgasm erupted inside her. She felt his lips press against her neck as she screamed out. She lifted her head and pressed her lips to his, their kiss smothering their moans. 

He stayed deep inside her, her legs still wrapped tightly around him as they kissed. They were far from being done with their afternoon together. She led him to the bedroom and cuddled up to him as they began to catch up on the last 7months; stopping for long periods to kiss and caress, taking their time with each other.



A Long Time Coming



~Hey guys, this is Fr3akiCh1ck. Please go easy on me with this story. It's my first submission and I'm contemplating making this a series. Please leave comments if you enjoy this story or if you have some helpful advice as to how to make my stories better in the future, thanks! :)



This was it. This was the day that Scott and Charlotte would finally see eachother in person for the first time. They had met through Charlotte's cousin who went to college with Scott and the two hit it off ever since. They spoke to eachother on the phone almost every night for hours on end. At first, the conversations started out simple and playful, only hinting towards their attraction towards eachother. But within a month, every time they spoke to eachother, it would lead to a trip on some of their wildest fantasies, leaving them satisfied, and slightly embarrassed by the end of their conversation. They constantly spoke of seeing eachother, and what it would be like and now the day was here. Charlotte couldn't believe that she was only moments away from seeing the man who she had waited for for nearly a year.

Charlotte jumped and let out a short yelp when she was shocked out of her thoughts by the ferocious vibrating in her pocket. "Hello?" She asked, not bothering to look at the caller ID in her hurry to fish her rinestone blackberry out of her tight jeans.

"Hey babe, is that you I see walking out of the airport? It looks like I gave you a bit of a scare huh?" Scott's deep, rumbly voice greeted her ear from her cellphone. Charlotte had to bite her lower lip for a moment, thinking about how she'd finally be able to hear that same voice whispering the most private things against her ear in person. Caught in her little day dream, it took Charlotte a little while to register that Scott was asking her a question. "Huh? Oh. Wait... where are you?" she asked him, her neatly trimmed eyebrows pulling together a bit as she looked around the outside of the airport in confusion.

There were plenty of people on their cellphone, no doubt trying to get a hold of the loved one or collegue they were there to pick up from their flight.

"Nevermind," Charlotte smiled, finally spotting a familiar face across the parking lot. There he stood, leaning against his jet black porche, looking more handsome than she had ever imagined. He was dressed in an expensive pair of blue jeans and a crisp, dark green button up shirt that made his blue eyes tint green it it's reflection.

Charlotte hung up her phone and walked toward him, trying to keep herself from tripping like a moron, or even worse, running towards him like those couples on Wife Swap. She was relieved when he began to walk towards her as well, giving her less time to make a fool of herself before she even made it into his arms. "Scott! I told you I would finally come see you!" She smiled, letting go of her suitcase so she could embrace him. She nearly melted when she felt his strong arms wrap tightly around her small waist. 

"I know, I'm sorry I doubted you." Scott chuckled against her ear as he laid a gentle kiss there, grinning as he heard her gasp quietly. "You know, you promised me a kiss right away, remember?" He chided, pulling away from her just slightly, to look down at her blushing face. He wasn't going to let her get off the hook so easily.

"Oh... yeah." Charlotte giggled nervously, mentally kicking herself in the butt for running her mouth on the phone like she was some type of kissing expert.

Scott smirked at her, waiting for her to make the move that he already knew she wasn't going to make. "Huh... well I guess you aren't as ballsy as you make yourself sound on the phone... I can wait though... You know, you're a lot shor-" he began to tease her about her height before he suddenly felt the softest lips he had ever felt against his own. He couldn't help the soft groan that grumbled in his throat when he squeezed her closer and seized her lips, his tongue running along her lower lip, tasting her cherry lip gloss on his tongue before he felt her own lips part and her tongue brush against his. 

Charlotte felt her insides melt as she tasted Scott on her tongue. He tasted like cigarette smoke and mouth wash but she felt like she was tasting a drug for the first time, instantly becoming addicted. She loved how their tongues took their time exploring eachother's mouths, quickly learning every texture and taste of the other. Charlotte could feel her heart beat quickening and her body turning into mush, in no time she would easily be just a puddle on the ground beneath his feet. 

Thankfully, Scott was the first to pull away, giving her a peck on the lips before he finally caught his breath. He was sorry he doubted her, indeed. For a girl who had only kissed two men in all of her 21 years, Charlotte Daniels sure did know how to make his pants tight. "Mm, as much as I'd love to kiss those lips of yours forever, we definitely can't stand in a parking lot for that long, not to mention give all of these people a free show." He said, nodding in the direction of a few people staring at them. He nearly burst into laughter when he saw Charlotte's carmel skin turn red from her neck to her scalp.

"Uh, yeah.. maybe we should get going." she grumbled, ducking her head down a bit, trying to make herself disappear. She was already embarrassed and his cocky laugh that she loved to hate wasn't making her face any less red. "Shut up, it's not funny!" She huffed, trying to pick up her suitcase to put into his backseat before it was swooped out of her hands by Scott.

"Every time you say that to me, something is always funny. Huh... weird." Scott chuckled as he grabbed her luggage and placed in in the back before shutting the door only to open the passenger door for Charlotte. "You're cute when you look like a tomato." He grinned, sticking her tongue out at her as she got into the car, shutting the door when she began to yell at him. 

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"Welcome, to my palace of love." Scott said in his best foreign accent as he opened the door to his 16th floor apartment. It was decorated like any other typical bachelor's home. Black leather furnature, a large flat screen, and sports memorobilia here and there. This would be where Charlotte would be staying for the next two weeks of her summer.

"Ooh, it's clean, that's surprising." Charlotte said playfully, wandering around his spacious apartment, resisting the urge to touch everything she saw. 'Look with your eyes and not with your hands'. Her mother's voice rang through her mind like an unwanted house guest. "So am I staying in the guest room?" Charlotte asked as she peaked her head into a small bedroom that doubled as a storage room from the looks of it. 

Charlotte felt strong arms wrap around her waist and instantly hugged them closer to her flat belly, her body naturally leaning against Scott's frame as he spoke to her. "Of course not. The only place you'll be staying is in my bed." He grumbled into her neck, sprinkling soft kisses along her sensitive flesh. He had been waiting so long to feel her body in his arms, pressed against him, and crying out to him while he bottomed out into her warmth. Fuck... He cursed himself, feeling his hardened member strain against his jeans. To his surprise, he felt Sydney pressing her ass back against his groin, grinding into him subtly. "Mm, Charlotte, you really are as naughty as you act on the phone... you just keep getting better and better.." He murmured, his strong hands moving from her waist to her hips, pulling her ass harder against him as he ground into her.

"Ah... Why don't we move this into your bedroom?" Charlotte bit her lower lip and placed her hand on the doorframe, keeping her balanced as she created a delicious friction between her ass and his member. She could practically feel her panties sticking to her skin, she was so wet.

Within moments they were in Scott's bedroom, stripped naked from head to toe. "Charlotte..." Scott nearly growled as he let his eyes feast on her impeccable figure. She had a body unlike any of the women he had ever been with. Her skin was the sexiest shade of brown, her whole body looking as if she had been dipped into a bowl of cinnamon that he wished to taste, sweet and the slightest bit spicy of his tongue. Her breasts were a firm D cup with perfect little chocolate kiss nipples that he longed to kiss and suck on, the large globes curving perfectly down to her tiny waist only to flare once more to welcome her wide hips that he couldn't wait to grip as he pumped himself into her tight cavern.

"Hm? what's wrong?" She asked, writhing a bit as she stood before him, watching his eyes stare at her in a way she had never seen before. She could have sworn his eyes grew two shades darker. 

Before Charlotte had a chance to retreat and cover herself, Scott had her in his arms, her legs straddled around his hips and her arms around his neck. "God, you're beautiful..." Scott rasped, kissing her passionately as he laid her back on the bed. "Stay still.." he instructed, crawling back down the bed to gently kiss his way up each of her long, smooth legs, his experienced tongue slowly licking her inner thighs.

"Scott... please, stop teasing me.." Charlotte pleaded with him as she tried to lift her hips to guide his mouth to where she truly wanted it. She let out a frustrated grunt as his strong hands pushed her hips back down to the bed. She nearly gushed when he looked up at her and smiled before laying a gently kiss on her pussy lips. "Ah, Scott!" She whined when he pulled away and kissed her flat belly and the space between her breasts.

"Yes, beautiful?" He smiled pleasantly up at her, keeping his dark blue eyes plastered on hers while he took her right nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking it sweetly before he gave it his full attention, nearly cumming when Charlotte's plump lips parted and her back arched in pleasure and she wasn't even at her peak. He could practically see the pleasure work it's way through her veins by the way she responded to his ministrations.

Charlotte ran her fingers through his dirty blond hair, holding him tenderly to her breast as his tongue flickered against her puckering nipple. She didn't know whether she wanted to yell at him to stop torturing her or beg him for more. She could feel the warm presence of his 8 inch cock grinding against her throbbing pussy and nearly unraveled. "Scott, please.." She whined to him, reaching down and gently grasping his thick rod in her hand, using his precum to stroke him slowly, biting her lower lip and looking into his stormy blue eyes as she felt his muscles tense.

Scott clenched his jaw when Charlotte's small, dollish hand stroked his cock. He marveled at how soft and delicate it felt against his sensitive flesh in comparison to his large, rough hands that he used to bring himself to an orgasm. "Please what, baby? Tell me what you want." He smiled down at her once he regained his composure, catching her offguard as he ground his cock hard against her clit, making her squeal and flinch.

Charlotte squirmed between Scott's bed and his hard chest as he looked intently into her eyes. "You know.." She mumbled quietly, biting her lip and avoiding his gaze as her hips tried to rise up to meet his, only for him to move backwards and avoid her touch with a soft clicking of his tongue.

"No, baby, I don't think I know what you want. You have to tell me yourself." He grinned devilishly, running his thumb along her lower lip, pulling it downward out of the clutches of her white teeth as he kissed her nose, forcing her to look back up to him.

"Please fuck me, Scott." Charlotte pinched out, wrapping her long brown legs around his hips, moaning Scott's name as he obliged and plunged deep into her dripping cavern. "Oh! God Scott!" She cried out as he began to thrust in and out of her slowly, giving her time to feel every inch of his cock inside of her, bumping against her insides in the most pleasurable way.

"MmmFuck, Char, you're tight..." Scott bit out as her walls clenched him like a vice, already trying to milk him of the cum beginning to boil in his balls as he began to hammer into her, sweat beginning to bead his skin, a drop falling inbetween Charlotte's breasts. For some reason the way it rolled down her flat brown stomach made his cock twitch inside of her, making her gasp in surprise. She had no idea how sexy she looked with her back arched against his cream sheets, her lips swollen from kisses and her hair splayed around her head like a gorgeous halo. This image of her spurred him on as he began to rocket into her, hooking his strong arms under her knees and pushing them against her chest, the position allowing him to bottom out completely into her. 

Charlotte and Scott both groaned in unison as he bent her flexible body into a different position. Charlotte felt like her body was bursting into flames as he claimed her. She felt a familiar stirring in her belly and felt it begin to radiate through out her body. "Oh! Scott! I'm gonna cum!" She shouted, gripping his muscled back as she sprinkled hot kisses along his neck and shoulders, her pussy beginning to spasm and tighten around his cock.

Scott clenched his jaw hard as he felt Charlotte's whole body tense around him, feeling her closeness before he heard her announce it. "Me too baby!" He said through clenched teeth as he thrust into her quickly before he felt his balls tighten and explode inside of her, coating her insides with his hot cum.

Charlotte cried out as she came around Scott's cock, holding him close to her as her orgasm ripped through her body, leaving her panting and trembling as she slowly released him and sprawled out on his bed, wincing as he pulled out of her sensitive pussy. She was at a loss for words as she moved closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder, her fingers running along the muscles on his chest as they both waited for their orgasm to completely subside, leaving them glowing with sexual release. 

Finally finding words, Charlotte spoke up, "That was better than I expected our first time to be..." She smiled, kissing Scott's chest and throat as he closed his eyes to slowly begin to drift to sleep. 

Scott smiled, his eyes still closed as he ran his hand down Charlotte's slender spine. "Same here... But lets go to sleep, you wore me out baby." he smiled and kissed the top of her head before the both of them fell into a sex-induced sleep.



A Long Time Coming



Sophie trudged sullenly through the rain. On a normal day in Portland, riding the bus wouldn't be so bad but the normal liquid sunshine had become a full blown torrent and brought high winds along with it. Her raincoat did little to protect her slight frame; the wind constantly blowing her hood down and the rain pelted her at all angles. She'd only been off of the bus for a block and already all 5'3" of her was soaked through. Her hair had begun to come loose from the low bun she'd put it in that morning making tendrils of her brown hair whip around her head in the wind. She stood at the crosswalk a few blocks from her apartment, waiting for the light to change. It had been a week from hell. Her boss, although sweet was incompetent and she'd spent the majority of the week cleaning up after her. 

This wasn't new of course but when it brought the VP down on their entire department and her boss decided to take the week off until things "blew over", she had been left in charge, and been caught in the eye of the firestorm. She glanced up and readied to cross as the other light turned yellow. She'd taken a single step closer to the road when a car, trying to beat the light rushed around the corned, tearing through the large puddle near the curb and sending a deluge of muddy, oily water all over her. She felt the stirrings of anger raise a bit and her green eyes flashed for a moment but they sputtered out quickly, her emotions as soggy as the rest of her.

"Asshole," she muttered numbly, more out of reflex than anger and heaved a big sigh. Two more blocks and the week would be over. By the time she reached her apartment she was shaking so hard she could barely fit the key in the lock. Her head was pounding and all she could think of was sinking into a nice hot bath. As she pushed the door open the wind caught it pulling it roughly from her hand and slamming it against the wall. Her cat, Cedar had been curled up on the couch but one look at her dripping owner and the feel of the cold wind had her nose lifting in derision as she stretched, leapt down from the couch and sauntered into the bedroom.

With effort Sophie managed to push the door closed and lock it. Without preamble she began peeling herself out of her wet clothes dropping them at the door to deal with later. Despite being out of the wind and successfully out of her wet clothes she was still trembling. Wrapping her arms around her middle she made her way to the bathroom and began to fill to tub, the tap turned to hot. 

Her skin was clammy and covered in goosebumps, her nails tinged blue and when she looked in the mirror she could barely make out purplish lips as the glass fogged up with rising steam. She checked the temperature of the water and lowered it so the bath would be bearable. While she waited lists started forming in her head, things she needed to do, errands that needed to be run, groceries to pick up. When she realized what she was going she growled and buried her head in her hands. 

"Just stop thinking, Sophie," she told herself, "There's plenty of time to get everything done." She held back a whimper, just wishing to have a few days that she didn't have to do anything, no responsibilities, maybe some pleasant company... She laughed bitterly at that thought; like that was likely. 

She tested the temperature again and was slipping into the water a moment later, sinking below the surface and soaking up the heat. When she couldn't hold her breath any longer she broke the surface and rested her head against the edge, closing her eyes and breathing out the week's stress. 

Lying back in the water did wonders for her pounding head, helping to loosen up the tight muscle in her shoulders and neck. Even with the bath she knew she'd have to pop some ibuprofen in order to get any sleep despite her state of physical and emotional exhaustion. She sank down again, running her hands through her long hair, contemplating yet again whether she should cut it, it was nearly down to her belly button now, having been over a year since her last trip to the salon, it was amazing you're switch in priorities when you had no one to impress and not enough money in the bank account to spend time looking. 

The bitter thoughts were surfacing again and because of her already bad mood she couldn't find the strength to push them away again, why not wallow for a while, it wasn't like she didn't deserve it. It had been a year since Patrick had left her. A year since her boyfriend of nearly five years, the only relationship she'd ever been in, the only man she had ever dated, or kissed, or had sex with had told her he couldn't do it anymore, he needed to live his own life and he didn't see her as part of it. 

This was the same man who talked about family and growing old together, and one day he walked through the door and quite literally said "I don't love you anymore." The finality of the statement, just remembering it, had Sophie on the verge of tears. She had been expecting a ring, what she got was a heartbreaking blindside. 

There hadn't been much to do after that, she'd pleaded with him of course, begged him to try counseling with her, to give her a chance to make things right, but by the end of the week he told her he wanted her out. By that point she didn't even have the strength to argue that she had as much of a right to their apartment as he did, she knew she would barely be able to afford the rent on her own, she had only just finished school and was doing little more than entry level work. She couldn't bear to go back to her parents, so her sister had offered her the guest room. She hadn't been too sure if her sister's place was any better; her happily married pregnant sister. There wasn't much of a choice however, so with the help of her brother she moved her few things out that very weekend. 

Her sister, Tasha had everything that Sophie wanted and although living there for six months and helping with her beautiful new niece had been amazing, just below the surface she felt like she was drowning. So she saved up her money and began searching for her own place. 

About sixth months ago she'd found this simple one bedroom apartment, and for the first time in her life, she was living alone. She recognized pretty quickly that it was a good thing she'd spent half a year with her sister's family, because the first week alone was terrible. Her sister and family had plans to come over for dinner on her first Friday night alone, but when Sophie answered the door with bloodshot eyes from crying and looking like she hadn't eaten a thing all week, Tasha quickly sent her husband and daughter home and stayed the night with her sister, trying to help her through the worst of it. 

Surprisingly that had turned out to be the worst. She quickly found a routine after that and stayed there, comfortable. It was just nights like these, when she was exhausted and emotionally wrung out from work that the morose feelings came back and she couldn't help but indulge in a little self pity. At first she had missed the companionship of sharing a home with someone, but as time passed and she began to put Patrick behind her she realized what she missed now was touch. Besides her family she couldn't name a single person in the last year that had given her more than a friendly hug. She just wasn't very close with many people anymore. 

Her time with Patrick had affected her other relationships in ways she hadn't realized until he was gone. Slowly she'd lost contact with most of her friends, only a few did she still see and only when they could all find time in their schedules. The only person besides her family she could think of as a 'close' friend was Eric, a guy she hadn't seen since she was fifteen. He lived on the other side of the country and their only contact consisted of emails, online chats, and the occasional phone call. 

Sophie met Eric just before her sophomore year, they both attended the same summer camp and had stayed in contact ever since. It started off innocently enough, just simple correspondence back and forth but as high school progressed it turned into more. Despite the distance they began sharing more heated conversations. They started with the simple question and answer, have you ever, would you ever types. Sophie was nearly the definition of inexperience; sure she read and learned about sex and some of its intricacies on her own but she'd never even shared a kiss. Eric on the other hand, if his stories were true, was gaining experience by the day. 

Question and answers turned into 'what if' scenarios, which became a give and take of what they would do to each other if given the chance. She left those chats so hot and wet, that even after getting herself off she often had difficulty getting to sleep. Eventually Eric even convinced Sophie to take a few pictures. No one had ever seen her nude before, and the thrill and terror of sharing that with someone was almost too much. But she did it, and for the first time in her life she felt beautiful, sexy, and desired. 

Time passed and eventually she met Patrick. He was older, a charmer and so sweet. She was still inexperienced and Patrick took it upon himself to teach her what was involved in an adult relationship. She continued to keep in touch with Eric but their conversations returned to more neutral and friendly territory. 

By the time Patrick had left her, Eric was busy continuing his schooling and their contact had dwindled to maybe once or twice a month. It had taken her three months after her break up to admit to him that she was alone, it hurt too much to bring it up. And although he hinted, he didn't push her to start anything back up. Christmas arrived five months after her breakup and Eric surprised her with a package she felt rather inclined to hide from her hosts. The box included a beautiful and tasteful selection of lingerie and a new toy, the note that accompanied it claiming he sent them in the hopes they would help her feel like the sexy woman she was. 

The gift helped lift some of her melancholy and she felt good enough that she thanked him with a short video featuring both of his presents in use. A month later he had traveled to Portland for a project but tempting as it was to accept his invitation, she couldn't bring herself to meet up with him, afraid of what could happen. 

She wasn't even sure what scared her more about meeting him in person after all these years; whether it was if the spark they felt while they shared written words wouldn't be there, or if it would. Once she'd gotten her own place she and Eric had finally exchanged phone numbers, after nearly nine years they were actually speaking to one another. The first conversation was so uncomfortable it was comical but they quickly fell into a friendly give and take whenever they spoke. They still mostly kept up with each other online but every once in a while one of them would pick up the phone, even if it was just for a quick hello.

She thought back to her online chat with him on Monday, at the start of her grueling week.

M: I don't know why you put up with her, you've basically been doing her job for the past year, if I were you I'd be telling the VP that, not kissing his ass.

S: Easy for you to say, you don't have to work with these people. She may be an idiot but she's a good person and generally looks out for her employees.

M: You are way too nice.

S: I'm not sure if that was a compliment or an insult :).

M: Maybe a little of both. You deserve better, and if she really is taking the week off like she said today, then I have a feeling you won't need to say anything to the higher ups, they'll see it for themselves.

S: I suppose so, but really I just want to make it through this week. I'm already stressed just thinking about it, I can feel my muscles knotting as I sit here.

M:Would you like me to relieve that for you? I can think of numerous ways to accomplish it, of course all of them involve you naked and preferably in my bed.

S:Tempting, but you do realize your bed is 2500 miles away right?

M:details, details.

She'd been in a playful mood despite the possibility of the week ahead and quickly snapped a shot of her bare 34B breasts pressed together and sent it his way. They weren't the largest or most impressive out there but they were a good handful and nice and firm, with dusky pink nipples that begged for attention. Eric had expressed on multiple occasions just how much he wanted to get his hands on them. She's only sent one other picture since her Christmas gift and so his response after going so long without any type of visual from her was priceless. He spent the next twenty minutes telling her exactly what he would do to her gorgeous body if he ever got his hands on her. 

She thought of his words now as the water cooled around her, seeking the oblivion and emptiness that came after a great orgasm. She didn't know why but Eric had a way of breaking down all her inhibitions and making her do things she thought she never could or would ever do, and damn did she get wet for him. Her hands moved down her body, trying her best to imagine they were his hands, stroking down her neck and shoulders, caressing her breasts. Her fingers pinched her nipples sharply and she moaned from the mix of pleasure and pain. She kept one hand moving between her breasts while the other traced down her side to the juncture between her thighs. 

An image of Eric's smiling face flashed in her mind as she brushed her clit with her finger; a shiver of delight sped up her back and she could feel that pleasurable ache of arousal growing in her core. Her fingers moved lower, feeling the obvious signs of her arousal. Slowly she pushed a finger inside and sighed at the sensation. Her thumb began circling her clit and as its pace increased so did her other fingers. She squeezed her tit as she brought herself closer and gasped for breath. She was right on the edge and it felt so good....and the phone rang.

She screeched in surprise at the sudden sound and water sloshed over the side of the tub, her climax now out of reach. "Fucking phone," she growled as she pulled herself from the water and grabbed a towel. She looked longingly at the bath. "I'll just have to continue later, I guess."

Two hours later she was curled up on the couch, zoning out to mindless television. The phone call had been from her sister, checking up on her like she always did. She was able to get off the phone pretty quickly after the weekly run down of adorable niece stories but by then her stomach was loudly protesting the lack of food so she threw something together and claimed a spot on the couch. Miraculously her headache was nearly gone and as the television droned on her eyes and limbs grew heavy. She was contemplating turning in early when there was a knock on her door. 

"Who in the world?" she wondered aloud as she unfolded herself from the sofa. She glanced out the window and realized the weather had settled and the clouds were breaking apart. Her door had no peep hole so when it opened she had to do a double take to make sure she was actually seeing who she thought, she nearly pinched herself, sure she had fallen asleep on the couch. "Eric?"

"Hey, sexy" he said with a wicked smile and his thick baritone voice. His eyes roved over her, taking in her appearance with obvious appreciation. She realized that just a tank top and shorts wasn't much covering and despite their intimate moments she couldn't help but wrap her arms around her waist in a protective gesture, Eric's smile just grew bigger.

"What are you doing here?" she didn't mean for it to come out as accusing as it did but instead of taking offense he just shrugged.

"There's a conference in town and I'm presenting. I'm sorry to surprise you but I just couldn't resist anymore." He made no move to enter and his words seemed to sooth her a bit, her mind thought back to her bath and she couldn't hide the blush on her fair features. She had to clear her throat before any sound would come out.

"I'm glad you did, um, would you like to come in?" She had no idea how to act, this tall, broad man before her knew some of her deepest secrets, her desires, and although she had thought about it she never really expected to ever see him again in person. Eric just smiled again.

"No thanks, I just wanted to stop by real quick." The confusion was evident on Sophie's face and he couldn't help but laugh. But before she could question him he swooped down and pulled her against him, capturing her lips with his own. She held still in shock for just a moment before her eyes closed and she let his warmth envelope her. His tongue brushed against her lips and with a groan she opened for him. Her arms ran up his arms until she was on her toes with her arms wrapped around his neck. The passion he poured into the kiss was setting fires alight throughout her body and when he stood up to his full height he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her from the ground, his mouth never leaving hers. His hands worked their way under her shirt and ran along her bare back, their chill from the outside air a pleasant contrast to the heat she felt overtaking her. 

She didn't know how long they stood on her door step locked together but when he finally reined in his assault and gently placed her on her own two feet it took a few moments for her to regain her balance.

"Wow," she couldn't help but say and she lifted her fingers to her bruised lips.

"I couldn't agree more," he said, his voice deeper than before, and bent down for one more lingering kiss. "I'll pick you up at five tomorrow, wear something that shows off that amazing body." One more smug look as he took in her disheveled features and her nod of agreement and he turned on his heel and walked off. 

Sophie watched as he left, waiting until he was out of sight before closing the door. She locked it and turned, pressing her back against the wood. Her legs gave out and she sank to the ground. Did that really just happen? She thought back to his words and wondered if she should be angry at his arrogant behavior, that he just assumed she would drop everything to follow his directions. But instead of anger all she could feel was a growing ache for his continued touch and the sound of his voice... and the stirrings of another headache. She pulled herself up from the ground with a groan and went into her room, stripping out of her clothes and climbing into bed. She needed rest, she would figure the rest out tomorrow. 

The sun shining in her face woke her the next morning and she stretched, awareness coming back slowly. Cedar took that moment to jump up on the bed and demand attention. With a laugh, Sophie sat up and pulled the cat into her lap, offering a good morning rub before she climbed out of bed. 

"You hungry?" she asked and at receiving the expected meow in return she headed to the kitchen to fill the food dish. It was about 7:30 which left ample time for her to get her work out in before heading out for groceries. She spent the next hour and a half working up a sweat before hopping in the shower. A hot shower after a strenuous workout had to be one of her favorite things. Just like the night before she began to make mental lists of everything she needed as the water pelted her skin. 

By the time she was done she was pretty sure she could get everything done before lunch, leaving the afternoon free. With a smile she was grabbing a protein bar for the road and her purse. She pulled the door open and stepped out, taking a deep breath. After a heavy rain the air always seemed lighter, cleaner perhaps. As she reached to pull the door closed her eyes caught on an envelope taped to her door, her name scrawled across the front.

Gingerly she pulled it down and turned it over. There were no distinguishing marks, she knew it wasn't from the apartment managers, they always left a full page with their letter head. Her finger slipped under the edge and pulled it open. The only thing inside was a single folded sheet of paper. Pulling it out she unfolded the sheet and read.




A Long Time Coming



Sophie,

I hope you're as anxious for tonight to get here as I am. I apologize for the change, but the times of the conference have changed a little. I'll pick you up at 6:30 instead. I can't wait.

 -Eric

"Oh my god!" Sophie breathed, she had completely forgotten about Eric's visit the night before, but as she read his words her body flushed with the memory. "How could I forget?" She glanced at her watch, 9:30. Her errands were going to run a little longer than she thought but she should still have plenty of time to get ready. 

She was home by two, with a few trips worth of groceries. She'd been soon busy the last few weeks that she was at the restock point of shopping. Once she had her groceries put away she reached for two other bags that she'd set just inside the door. She already had a dress in her closet, she'd bought it for Patrick just before he left her so she'd never had a chance to wear it. The second she'd seen it she knew she couldn't walk away without it. It was scarlet in color with a V shaped neckline that tastefully accentuated the swell of her breasts. It hugged her torso until about mid-waist where it flared out around her and fell to mid thigh. She hadn't put it on in over a year, she just hoped it still fit. 

The other two bags held the rest of the essentials; high-heeled shoes and lingerie to match. Shooing Cedar out of her bedroom she laid the dress and underwear out on her bed, the shoes she set on the floor nearby. Before she started any other preparations she had to see if the dress still fit. With no difficulty she slipped into the new lingerie, loving the feel of the mixture of lace and silk against her skin. The dress came next. It felt fine but after taking a breath she turned to the mirror to make sure. What she saw made her smile. She must have lost some weight of the last year because the dress fit better than ever and even with rumpled hair and no make up she still felt sexy as hell. She slipped on the heels and turned left and right, loving the way they accented her legs and butt. She was sure Eric would be pleased.

The next few hours she spent as any woman preparing for a date would. She couldn't remember the last time she'd even been on anything resembling a date so she was pulling out all the stops. She didn't know how far things would progress with Eric but if last night was any indication she wanted to do her best for him. By 5:45 she had soaked, shaved, showered, styled her hair, done her nails and makeup and gotten dressed. Being perpetually early was one thing she could never change so she sat and waited anxiously for Eric to arrive.

Her anxiety turned to disappointment as the minutes ticked by... 6:35... 6:43... 6:55. She glanced at the phone, thinking about calling him but couldn't bring herself to pick up the phone, afraid of appearing desperate. The conference must have gone longer than he planned, right? Or had he been playing with her? Wouldn't he have called if he was serious about tonight? Shaking her head she growled in frustration, frustration at herself for getting worked up, frustration at Eric for appearing to have stood her up, and frustration at men in general. Her heels clicked sharply on the linoleum in the kitchen as she pulled a glass from her cabinet and poured herself some water. Another glance at the clock showed it was now after seven. 

She looked at her reflection in the kitchen window and sighed. Was she trying too hard? Her hair had been left to curl naturally and it was pulled up in the back, a few ringlets had already come loose from the clasp and fell to sweep against her neck. It was a look she'd always strived for but for some reason could only manage on occasion. The light make up she wore was just enough to accent her green eyes and full lips. But the more she looked at herself the more she began to doubt her acceptance of tonight. She knew Eric wasn't interested in anything serious or long term, to be honest she wasn't either, but there was a small part of her that craved that connection, the feeling of belong to another person and much as they belonged to her. Was she ready for something so...casual? The sudden knock at the door stopped her thoughts cold.

Gulping she nervously went to the door. Eric stood tall and imposing just outside and he wore the same cocky grin he had sported the night before. He was dressed in a dark sports coat and slacks with a dark blue button down shirt underneath. As she pulled the door open fully the smile wavered just a fraction as he took in her appearance. Heat filled his eyes and he unconsciously took a step closer. Sophie ducked her head in a blush but was stopped by a finger under her chin. Eric slowly lifted her face until she met his eyes.

"Never hide from me, Sophie," he rasped out huskily before he bent and captured her lips in a quick yet brutal kiss. Her eyes were unfocused when he stood back up and it took a moment for her to realize he had spoken again.

"What?"

"I asked if you were ready to go."

"Oh," she stammered, blushing again, "Yes, just let me grab my purse." She quickly grabbed her purse from the kitchen counter and locked up her apartment. Eric waited beside her and as she turned to him he placed a hand at the small of her back and ushered her forward. As they moved toward his car he leaned over so his mouth was close to her ear. The feel of his warm breath against her ear and neck caused goosebumps to lift across her flesh.

"You look absolutely stunning, Sophie. I hope you aren't expecting a gentleman tonight, because with how sexy you look, I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands to myself."

"Is that a promise?" she asked breathlessly, glancing up at him just in time to catch the tick in his jaw at her response. His pace slowed and the hand on her back curled around and pulled her to a stop, tightening around her waste slightly. One hand lifted and traced across her bare collarbone, his heated gaze following its path. 

"Most definitely." His hand moved up and gently circled her neck, his thumb running back and forth over her racing pulse. Sophie's eyes closed and she let out a shuddering breath, her legs began to shake with building need. Whatever reservations she'd had only minutes before were now out of reach. It had been so long, and it took everything she had not to drag him back to her apartment right then. "But for now we should probably go, we have reservations at eight."

Sophie took a step back and finally opened her eyes to look up at her companion. His eyes were bright with amusement and lust. She had the fleeting thought that perhaps his amusement should bother her but it quickly passed when he took her hand and lead her to the waiting car. 

They drove north, into downtown. Despite the palpable tension the ride was pleasant and Eric took the chance to apologize for being late.

"I never know exactly how long these presentations will go. They had already pushed my time back after I first stopped by last night and then when the questions get flying there is only so much you can do to speed up the process. I'm sorry I didn't call, by the time I got out of there all I could think about was getting over to pick you up as soon as possible, calling didn't even cross my mind."

"That's alright, I assumed things must have run late, although if you had been much later I'm not sure you would have found me in a very good mood," Sophie admitted lightly. Eric glanced over at her, picking up on the uncertainty in her voice she was trying to hide. He reached over and took her hand before bringing it to his lips and brushing her fingers with a gentle kiss.

"I'm sorry, Sophie. I should have called or at least sent you a quick message. Just know that there is nowhere I'd rather be tonight." The sincerity in his tone was enough to bring another blush rushing to her cheeks. "Oh I can't wait to see just how far down that blush goes."

"Eric!" Sophie slapped at him and pointed to the road, "Eyes on the road!"

"But the view is so much nicer in here." Despite his comment he did move his eyes forward and focused more intently on his driving. 

"So where are you taking me?" she asked. "I can't remember the last time I've been out."

"Now that should be a crime," Eric quipped with a grin. "Out period or out on a date?"

"Oh you know very well I haven't been on a date since Patrick, and that last year with him I can't remember him bringing me anywhere,"

"Remind me why you stayed with him?" Although the humor was still there in his voice there was an undertone of anger in his comment, Sophie did her best to ignore it.

"And I've been really busy lately, and I don't see much reason to go out to eat on my own, rather more depressing than just staying at home actually. I think my sister's birthday was my last night out to eat."

"Well I hope you will try harder after this. You deserve some time to let loose and have fun, or at the least to have someone else cook your meal."

"Why so worried about my night life anyway? It's not that big of a deal."

"Sophie, you're my friend, and along with that title comes the obligation to worry about said friend's happiness and well being. You are 24 years old for christ's sake and you're living like an old maid. We might not talk all that often but despite your bravado about being happy I can hear in your voice the truth."

Throughout his little speech Sophie felt herself shrink little by little. She didn't want to listen to Eric's diagnosis of her lack of social life or emotional state. When she had agreed to come out with him it was based on the strong attraction she had for him, not her desire to get out more. She would analyze her life at another time, tonight was suppose to be about letting go for once, not dredging up how fucked up she was.

"I appreciate your concern," she said, much of the life now gone from her voice and Eric quickly looked over in shock and regret at how his words had changed her mood so quickly. He knew he'd hit a nerve but now he just wanted to kick himself. "But can we just focus on tonight, because if you feel it necessary to bring up all that other stuff I'd much rather just call it a night now."

"I'm apologizing a lot tonight, aren't I?" he asked softly. "I'm sorry I brought it up, I promise to leave it alone, for tonight."

She didn't argue his caveat of a future conversation on the topic and instead took a deep breath to try and steel her emotions. Tonight, just think about tonight. The rest of the drive was accomplished in relative silence so when they pulled into a downtown parking garage Sophie nearly sighed with relief. Eric met her as she exited the car and waited while she straightened out her dress. When she felt composed she looked up and found a reassuring smile waiting for her.

"Shall we?" he asked and offered his hand. She gingerly placed her smaller one in his grasp, still unsure because of the earlier discussion. But his warm and sure grip as he intertwined their fingers and the warmth on his face proved he wasn't letting anything get to him. 

"You never did say where we were going."

"Have you ever been to Jake's?"

"As in Jakes's Crawfish?"

"That's the one, I thought I remembered you saying you liked seafood."

"I do, and I've always wanted to go but the opportunity never arose."

"Well then I'm glad. I also hope you aren't opposed to some good music and maybe a little dancing after, there's a show at the Crystal Ballroom tonight and it's just down the street."

"Well, I'm not sure about the dancing but that's somewhere else I've always wanted to go. Eric?" She stopped and pulled him to a stop as well.

"Yes?"

"Thank you," she said, hoping the sincerity came through in her words. Just to make sure she reached up and gave him a short kiss. "Mmm," she said licking her lips as they parted. "I know this is going to sound corny as hell, but you taste really good."

"And that was just a sample," Eric replied suggestively and Sophie couldn't stop the sudden giggle that burst forth. She quickly covered her mouth, surprised by the sound that came out but Eric just moved her hand away from her mouth and smiled.

"Oh I better hear the sound again tonight." He glanced at his watch, "We really should hurry or we'll be late."

They didn't have to wait long once they checked in and were soon seated comfortably in a large booth. Despite the Saturday crowd it didn't take long to get their food and Sophie was very impressed. Eric told her about the conference he was attending and explained what it was he was presenting. Despite their close proximity Eric played the gentleman through dinner, though occasionally his hand would wander to her thigh where he would lightly run his fingers for a brief moment. 

Perhaps it was the small touches that did it or maybe it was a combination of that and the cocktail she was having but she very quickly felt her own control slipping. By the time they were done with their food she had unconsciously moved so close to Eric that their thighs touched and in order to sit comfortably Eric's arm had to drape across the back of the booth, but he wasn't complaining at all.

The warmth of the alcohol and the man sitting beside her were doing wicked things to her body. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so good, so uninhibited. Normally she wasn't one to dance much, at least in public but as they waited for their waiter to return with the receipt visions of the two of them pressed together and moving to the rhythm of some unknown song was all she could think of. Before Eric had even managed to get his wallet back in his pocket, Sophie was on her feet and pulling him from the booth.

"Woah, what's the rush, babe?" he laughed, clearly able to see the slightly unfocused look in her eyes.

"I want to dance with you," she said, "preferably sooner rather than later." And with that she pulled him from the restaurant and down the block to the entrance of the Crystal Ballroom.

The doors had already opened by the time they made it to their next venue so there wasn't much of a crowd outside to contend with. They stopped by the bar and picked up some drinks before following the rest of the stragglers into the main room. Music was already playing through the sound system while everyone waited for the band to start. 

While Sophie looked around in awe at the room they had just entered, Eric steered them through the crowd to a more secluded corner. All the while Sophie could not keep her eyes focused on one thing. The unique clash of modern attendants and the nearly 100 year old ballroom presented an almost surreal experience. She took a sip of her drink before setting it down on a small table nearby. As if on cue the lights dimmed and everyone cheered. A group she had never heard of arrived on stage and quickly started their set. It wasn't until two large warm hands grasped her hips and a hard and warm body settled against her back that her attention quickly returned to her companion.

Eric's hands began to move, one resting comfortably on her hip, his fingers drawing random patterns against her dress while his second moved up and spread possessively across her abdomen. Sophie let her head drift back and rest against the hard chest behind her, shivering visibly when Eric leaned down and began to run his lips across her shoulder and up her neck. When his mouth reached her ear she had to stifle a moan.

"Dance for me, Sophie," he whispered.

Their bodies, pressed so intimately together began to move to the rhythm of the music around them. There was no hiding the bulge that Sophie felt pressed against her back and she found her arousal reaching a height she'd never before experienced. Her nipples were painfully erect and aching for some form of stimulation and the ache between her legs was bordering on painful. It didn't take long before their breathing grew heavy with both increased arousal and exertion from the fast paced music. Sophie was able to wiggle around so she faced Eric and with a playful grin she reached up and wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling his head down far enough so he could hear her.

"I never pictured you as the dancing type."

"Really? What guy doesn't like to feel a sexy body sliding against his in public?"

Sophie smirked at his response.

"Yes, but there's only so much you can do in public." Her right hand drifted down from around his neck and grasped the front of his shirt, pulling herself closer against him. She ground her pelvis against the hardness he couldn't control and she smiled in satisfaction when a strangled grown escaped his mouth. His hands gripped her hips hard and held her against him and still as he took a deep breath and looked down at her with piercing eyes.

"You should be careful, Sophie, I've been trying hard all night to be good but if you push me anymore I can't promise to remain so." Sophie pulled his head close once more as heat spread through her body.

"Who said I wanted you to be good?" she whispered. 

The suddenness in which Eric released her caused her to stumble. In the half second it took to regain her balance Eric had scooped up her purse, grabbed her wrist and was pulling her toward the exit. When Sophie realized his intentions she couldn't help the laugh that escaped. Eric looked back, dark intent clear in his eyes. 

The tension only increased as they made their way to his hotel. Neither of them spoke and as they got closer Eric's pace increased until Sophie was nearly running trying to keep up. As they entered the lobby he slowed enough to dig his key card from his wallet before mashing the button for the elevator. They climbed in along with an elderly couple who seemed oblivious to Eric's dark stares. Sophie was sure that if they were alone in the small space they wouldn't be quietly waiting to reach their floor. 

Butterflies were swarming in her stomach and they were definitely not in formation. The door opened on the 3rd floor and the other couple got off. Eric quickly slammed the button to close the door before backing Sophie against the wall and crushing their mouths together with a growl. His hand gripped the base of her neck and his body held her securely against the wall. Her lips parted immediately and without restraint his tongue dueled with hers. It seemed just a moment later that they heard the ding for their floor and Eric reluctantly pulled away. 

His room wasn't far down the hall and for that Sophie was glad. Her legs were trembling and whether it was the alcohol or her arousal warring with her sense, the room was beginning to spin. A slide of the card and a click later Eric was pulling her inside the room. There was no time to get her bearings as Eric grabbed her purse and threw it across the room before descending on her. As small squeak left her mouth when Eric's hands gripped her hips and lifted, slamming her into the wall and grinding his pelvis against her searing core, burying his head against her neck.

All coherent thought was gone. All she knew was the feeling of a hard body against hers and the torrents of pleasure radiating from each move Eric made. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his head up to find his lips. Meeting his thrusts with her own expectant ones, she couldn't help the whimper of need that sounded as one of his hands worked its way up her thigh and moved against her soaked panties. Eric broke the kiss and that arrogant smile of his was back. But before he could open his mouth to remark Sophie cut in.

"Fuck me," she pleaded and accentuated her request by moving against his hand. She watched his eyes and smile change. The arrogance was replaced by something darker and so much more appealing. His fingers worked their way into her underwear, all the while maintaining eye contact with the woman in his arms. Sophie felt his fingers wrapped around the fabric and by the time she realized what he planned it was over. 




A Long Time Coming



A strangled yelp left her mouth as the cloth dug into her skin momentarily. It was quickly replaced, however with a startled groan as his fingers dropped the offending garment to the ground and two large digests were thrust inside of her in one smooth motion. As quickly as they entered they were pulled out and after a few moments of fumbling on Eric's part Sophie felt the hard tip of his cock replace his fingers at her entrance. Their eyes met once again and then Sophie's world exploded.

Eric thrust in hard, not sparing a thought for her lack of activity over the last year until her tight pussy was clenching around him so hard he couldn't move. The fact that she shattered in orgasm at just being entered sent another wave of lust through his body. He held still, pressed inside of her as she slowly came down. As the stars cleared from her vision and her breath slowed enough for her to focus she smiled dreamily, still unable to open her eyes. 

With her muscles more relaxed Eric was finally able to move. He pulled out slowly, bereft to leave the searing channel at all. They both moaned as he pushed back in and pulled Sophie down to match his thrust, burying himself to the hilt. His speed increased and Sophie was sure she would have bruises the next morning, but she couldn't find it in her to care. She clung to Eric as well as she could, loving every second of the ride. It wasn't much longer before Eric's thrusts became shorter and his grunts proved he was on the brink. 

Two thrusts more and he erupted. His fingers dug into Sophie's hips as he leaned heavily into her and buried his head against her neck, groaning in satisfaction. Sophie ran her hands through his sweat dampened hair in a soothing fashion, relishing the feel of his hot seed filling her. As his breath returned his grip loosened and he moved his arms until they were wrapped around her back. He left the wall, still buried inside of her and moved across the room to the waiting bed. 

As he walked he caught her lips and they shared a lingering kiss until he sat on the edge of the bed and lay back, his legs hanging off the side and Sophie straddling his hips. That smile was back but it was infused with something else that Sophie couldn't quite name. Her blood was still boiling and she wanted to sigh in disappointment at the feel of Eric slowly growing soft inside of her. Eric understood the look on her face and chuckled. 

"Oh don't worry, sweetheart, we are no where near done. Just give me a few minutes." Sophie's frown faded a bit but not entirely. So instead of focusing on her position, she took the time to admire the man beneath her. She made quick work of the buttons on his shirt and pulled it open. As her eyes roved hungrily over the broad expanse of his shoulders and chest she couldn't help but lean down and playfully nip at one of his small pink nipples. He jumped a little and she laved it with her tongue to help the sudden sting. Continuing, she moved back up his chest, covering him with small kisses and gentle caresses. When she reached the juncture between his neck and shoulder he tensed just a bit. She smiled lightly and moved up a little more to just below his ear and bit down gently. The groan that sounded from his lips just caused her smile to grow.

Eric sat up and cradled Sophie against him, his hands running over her back until they found the zipper of her dress. Slowly he lowered it and then lifted the dress over her head, revealing the silk and lace bra in a matching red to the dress. Eric unconsciously licked his lips.

"You ruined the matching underwear, you know?" Sophie stated as he took in her appearance. 

"And I'm sure they were lovely on you," he said while reaching up and cupping her breasts over the bra. "But I can't say I regret anything, can you?"

"...No" she replied with a blush.

"Good." His thumbs reached out and ran over her still hard nipples sending delicious chills down her spine. 

"Mmmm," she moaned.

"Oh, you like that," he said with a grin. "As much as I love you in this, I think we'd both enjoy ourselves more if it were gone." Deftly his fingers found the front clasp and quickly discarded the garment on the floor beside her dress.

"I think you're a bit overdressed yourself." Sophie took in the nearly fully clothed man beneath her. All he'd managed to do was undo his pants enough to pull his erection free earlier, and his opened shirt still covered most of his torso. "Why don't I help you with that?"

Sophie regretfully pulled free and stood. She could feel their combined juices running down her leg. Normally this would have bothered her but tonight she found it extremely thrilling, and incredibly arousing. Eric looked at her, standing in only her deep red heels and nodded his head in appreciation. She reached for his shirt first and pulled it down over his shoulders and arms. His pants were next and she pushed her fingers into the edge of the waist and waited for him to lift up enough for her pull them down. There was a moment of adjustment when she realized his shoes were still on but it was quickly remedied. Now down on her knees before him she trailed her hands back up his legs, running her nails against his thighs. She glanced up into his face and saw the heat returning to his eyes as she neared his cock. 

Taking in his thick length she leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to his tip before running her tongue around it. His hips jerked up at the contact and she pulled away briefly to cast him a disapproving shake of her head. Slowly she descended again, gingerly tasting their combined flavors before taking him more fully in her warm mouth. As she bobbed her head up and down his shaft her tongue swirled around the undersize. More quickly that she anticipated she could feel him begin to harden again. Popping her head off she began running her lips up and down his length, coating it with her saliva while her hands moved down to stroke his balls with the tips of her fingers.

Eric wanted to grab her head and force her to take him back in her mouth but he held off as her simple ministrations reverberated through him and caused him to close his eyes in pleasure. When her mouth dipped lower and sucked one of his balls into her hot mouth he almost lost the battle. With a groan his hands lowered and his fingers intertwined in her curly brown tresses. He held on and her tongue laved his balls and slowly worked its way back up to his now throbbing erection. When she reached the top she glanced up and smiled before pulling as much of his rod into her mouth as she could. 

Any remaining willpower was gone. Eric took control and forcibly began thrusting into Sophie's mouth, moving her head to match his thrusts. In the back of his mind he knew he was being rough but when he felt and heard the muffled moans coming from Sophie he stopped caring. He was quickly being driven to the brink again by her attention and didn't want things to be over just yet. With incredible effort he slowed his thrusts and pulled Sophie's head off his cock. 

She took a few gasping breaths and Eric watched her pert breasts heave with her heavy breathing. He so far had been remiss in his attention to them. He pulled her onto the bed and pushed her onto her back. Still breathing hard she looked at him through lowered lashes. Her legs scissored together attempting to alleviate a little of her desire but it only seemed to kindle the fire more. 

Eric's body covered hers and his lips blazed a trail from her neck down to her breasts. Despite his desire he wanted to drive Sophie as crazy as he felt. He started with short licks along the underside of her right breast while his hand cupped and caressed her left gently. His tongue worked slowly around her, moving from one breast to the other, all the while staying away from her nipples even as her back bowed seeking stronger contact. Small cries and moans filled the air while Eric lavished attention on her.

When her cries turned to pleading Eric smiled and pulled the hard nub into his mouth and sucked hard; Sophie screamed and her body shuddered. Eric continued for another few moments until Sophie reached down to get his attention.

"Enough," she heaved, "If I don't get you inside of me soon I'll go mad. Please, Eric."

"Turn over." A gleam of excitement lit in her eye at his command. Eric rolled to the side and watched and Sophie followed his instructions, sensually turning over and climbing to her hands and knees. She looked back at him from over her shoulder and wiggled her ass at him in invitation. 

As Eric positioned himself behind her she pushed back seeking his thickness. But his hands gripped her hips and help her in place until she stopped squirming. Still holding her with one hand he gripped his shaft with the other and lined it up with her glistening opening. He prolonged the anticipation by running the tip up and down her lips, coating himself in her essence. As Sophie's back relaxed just a bit, he drove forward, pushing her forward and seating himself fully in that single stroke. The guttural cry that left her lips was music to his ears.

The pace he set was brutal; the only sounds that of skin slamming together and the cries of two people thoroughly enjoying each other. Sophie's mind was nothing but a jumbled mess of sensation. Her breathing came in heavy pants as she drove her body back to match each of Eric's demanding thrusts. They fit together perfectly, each stroke reaching places and sending sensations through her body that Sophie didn't know were possible. The fire in her belly was growing hotter and she was sure that when it crested she would be left as nothing but a burned out shell. 

It could have been hours or just a few minutes but when Eric felt the first ripplings of Sophie's inner walls his speed picked up even more. Only a few more thrusts and he roared his own release deep inside of her as she gripped him tightly. He collapsed and had just enough strength and thought to catch himself on his elbows so he wouldn't crush the woman below him. His head dropped and rested against her shoulder, sweat beginning to cool against his skin. He listened to Sophie's breathing and was surprised at how steady it was while he felt like he was gasping. Lifting his head he glanced at her face. He almost laughed out loud but the swell of male pride that rushed through him stopped the impulse. Sophie lay beneath him completed sated and utterly unconscious. 

He pulled out and repositioned them both on the bed, pulling Sophie against his chest and wrapping his arms around her. He stroked some hair out of her face, gazing down at her gently, a little amazed at how far they had come. He wasn't sure what any of this was but as he drifted off to sleep he knew the first person he would call the next time he was in Portland.



A Long Time Coming



It was an oppressively hot day and I was feeling so hot and sticky, I decided to take a hot shower to clean up and cool off. As I went downstairs my change of clothes in hand, I noticed my niece sitting on the porch and asked her what she was up to. "Hey nothing much, what are you up to?" she asked me. 

"I'm going to take a shower." I told her. 

"Oh! Sorry I just took a shower, I think I used all the hot water."

"How long ago was that?" I asked her. 

"I don't remember, a little while ago." 

"Then there is enough hot water for me to shower at least." and walked down the hall to the bathroom. I set down my clothes, pulled a towel out of the linen closet, started the water and stripped my clothes off leaving them in a pile on the floor. As I stepped in I found that hot water wouldn't be a problem as I scalded myself. Adjusting the knob I found a nice temperature and let the water soak into my skin. After lathering and rinsing I began to relax and let my mind wander. Thoughts of my niece Abbie with her long red hair flowing off her shoulders and down her back, stuffed into those tight shorts, and skimpy shirt she had on. The thought made me so hard so fast, that it shocked me. 

Suddenly the door opened and Abbie said "Sorry, I need to use the toilet so bad. I hope you don't mind." she explained. 

"Okay, do whatever you need to do okay. It's not like I'm going anywhere anytime soon, just remember no peeking." 

"I won't peek Uncle Jack." she said with a giggle. I could hear her pulling down her shorts as my niece sat down on the toilet. There I stood naked in the shower with a raging erection, with only a thin sheet of plastic between myself and my nieces partly naked body. I slowly stroked myself as images of her throwing the shower curtain open and sucking my cock rampaged through my mind. Picturing her naked and me taking her from behind with her standing bent over at the waist. I imagined her writhing and spasming in the throes of passion as I licked her clit. I was so lost in myself that I never heard the toilet flush, or the grunt of lust that slipped out of me as I masturbated thinking of my nubile niece. 

"Are you okay Uncle Jack? Did you hurt yourself in there?" She asked meekly, creeping to the edge of the shower my niece brushed the curtain aside curiously. A breathy gasp escaped her as she caught me stroking my cock moaning her name. Hearing her gasp snapped me out of my fantasy shocked I froze, my hand slipping from my hard cock. Stunned my niece stood there with her pink lips glistening as her mouth hung open. Awe struck and unable to look away to look away she stared mesmerized at my naked body. As her shock wore off her voice returned and she exclaimed. 

"Oh my God! Are you... holy shit you're...you're jerking off... thinking about....! When you ... you think about me... while you jerk off!?" Abbie gasped. 

All I could do was give her a hesitant smile and wait to see how thing would play out. My sultry niece's breathing quickened, and a wry smile slid into place on her soft full lips. A mischievous light played in her lust filled eyes as she moved closer. Reaching over she shut off the water; while straddling the side of the tub. Swinging her leg over into the tub she looked up at me grinning as she spoke to me. 

"No sense wasting water trying to get clean, since we have so much getting dirty to get caught up on. You should know now that when I was younger I explored my body to thoughts of you. Each day my yearning for you and the fear you did not want me and never could would grow more intense.I would never have dared dream that this would happen. Since I was thirteen or fourteen years old I have wanted you so badly. I've always hoped this would happen, but my fear that you would never touch me was restraining my desire for you. I was afraid that if you knew that you'd hate me forever. Now that I've learned that you fantasize about me while masturbating everything has changed." Abbie explained passionately. 

She stripped off what little she had on as she spoke about her feelings for me, confessing her devotion to me with every fiber of her being. Without another word my beautiful niece leaned forward engulfing my still hard cock in her wet warm mouth.The sounds she makes as she wantonly sucks my cock farther into her mouth are hauntingly erotic. She begins to steadily deep throat my cock as she looks longingly up into my eyes. Crimson strands of her hair slip into her vision give her a seductive look that turns me on even more. Her greenish gray eyes fill with a mix of pain and euphoria as my niece holds my cock in her throat unable to breathe. Suddenly she can take no more and unable to breathe any longer she releases my cock with a gasp. She pants and moans shamelessly as she starts jacking me off in order to catch her breath. 

"God you taste wonderful Uncle Jack!" she tells me after licking her lips. 

Looking down at her I couldn't bring to mind a more beautiful and sexually charged moment from my whole life. It was a strange dichotomy of innocence and lust, seeing this secret side of her aroused me. The niece I thought was so pure and innocent transforming into a creature of carnal desire before my eyes was intensely erotic and incredibly brave. It made me love her all the more for it, to know that thoughts of me drove her to these actions spoke to how powerful her feelings for me are. I ran my finger through her hair stroking her face lovingly as she relentlessly inhaled my cock. The felling of her slowly sliding her mouth along my hard member as she swirled her tongue frantically inflamed my lust. The feel her moaning mouth vibrating against my hard cock drove me mad. Her lips reached the base of my cock where I held her head gently. While slowly I started driving my cock into her throat. She willingly accepted it and began to moan as drove my dick into her throat. With Abbie pulling me by the hips forcing farther down her throat I knew I couldn't last any longer. 

As my nieces moans spurred me on, I began fucking my her more forcefully causing her to sputtering and choke. A short time later I told my niece that I was nearly there, with a grunt I began to empty my balls into Abbie's loving and waiting mouth.With a squeal of delight my lithe niece moved hungrily to the head of my cock sucking hard. She sucked And jerk my cock until she was sure she had gotten all the cum I had out. She stood up to show me she had caught it all In her mouth. I watched as she sucked, swished and played with it until finally she had swallowed it. 

"That was well worth the years I waited for it! Oh God, I loved it. I didn't feel like swallowing your cum right away, I was afraid that I might not get any more." I watched my niece as she rubbed all over her body, sliding a hand to her pussy, rubbing herself she told me "Oh fuck Uncle George, I'm so horny, see how wet I am!" producing her pussy juice covered hand for me to see. I smiled and sucked her fingers into my mouth as she watched in rapt wonder as I sucked her hand clean. Her mouth hung open as I reached my hand down and started to finger her pussy slowly stoking the fire in her loins. She watched as my fingers slid in and out of her enjoying the feelings that ran through her body. With her beautiful stormy eyes she followed my fingers as I pulled them out of her and stuck them into her open mouth. 

Her eyes widened as the taste hit her tongue, her mouth closed around my fingers and she moaned loving the taste of her own pussy. When she finished cleaning off my fingers I took her hand and guided her to my bedroom without either of us getting dressed. I laid her on her back on the bed as I crawled up next laying next to heron my side. We looked into each others eyes lovingly as I fondled each of her breasts in turn, rubbing my thumb across each nipple as I did. Wrapping my arms around her I drew her against me, cradling her supple body to mine. I stroked her back, raking my fingertips gently up and down as I whispered to her how much I loved her. Her breathing came ragged and fast with her need. Her skin smooth soft skin so responsive to my touch. 

She shivered with delight as I experimented with her body. I quickly found all her favorite sensitive spots and with each stroke, kiss and lick I drove her headlong into passion making her writhe as she cried out how she felt. She begged me to please her as she raked her fingers all around her body, her skin flushed and whimpering for release as I crawled between her slender toned legs spread her before me. I marveled at her smooth shaved pussy yearned for my touched. I slid a single finger along her pussy lips. 

"Oh Uncle Jack, I need you so badly. Please stop teasing me, you're driving me crazy!" she said trapping my hand against her pussy as she snapped her legs together."I want you to get me off so desperately right now." my niece moaned pleading for her much-needed climax. Freeing my hand I placed my face inches from her aroused sex,her clitoris plainly visible. Intoxicated by her aroma, as I blew on her sensitive clit. Her world seemed to explode with feelings as she gasped and twitched. She begged me so sweetly for permission to cum how could I refuse her any longer. Locking my lips around her clit as I grabbed her hips so she wouldn't be able to move freely. She gasped locking her legs around my head pulling me into her pussy as I slipped two finger inside her. I slowly licked and explored her inner reaches voraciously. Wiggling the two fingers inside of her as I sucked and licked her clit swirling my tongue around it. I pressed my fingers upward, curling my fingers I stroked slowly up and down massaging her G-spot. Soon I had her bucking wildly as she voiced her love for me, telling me not to stop. 

"Oh yeah, right there, that's the spot Uncle Jack! Mm! Oh don't stop, please never stop Uncle Jack! I love you so much! As I tirelessly pleasured Abbie's pussy with my mouth her moans and declarations of love poured from her like a fountain. She clasped onto my free hand as if it were a lifeline, a reminder that she is safe and I love her no matter how intense her feelings got. After a while her whole body flushed as she started panting hard and shook her head as she felt a pressure build. I could feel her pussy squeezing my fingers hard as it started to spasm, as her juices flowed faster soaking my goatee. 

"Oh fuck! Oh Uncle Jack, this is so amazing, I've never felt a climax build so powerfully! Your going to make me cum so hard! Oh God here it comes,oh fuck yes, yes, yes!" She cried haltingly as her whole body shook and convulsed. She clenched hard as her orgasm began to rock her body. Her strong thighs muffling the sweet sound of her cries of passion. With each wave of ecstasy that tore through her she trembled squealing, hunching over my head she shivered as she slowly ground her pussy into my face while she ran her fingers through my hair. "That was so good! You're the best Uncle Jack! This all makes me feel so happy!" 

"Well we aren't done yet Abs." I said as I slid up and guided my hard cock into her still wet pussy all the way. She arched her back, her face contorted in a silent scream of pain. It occurred to me too late to even ask her, as I felt her hymen tear I realized the mistake I had made. I pulled her body to mine, hugging her to me whispering an apology as I stroked my nieces back lovingly as I kissed her neck waiting for her to recover. I remained still with my cock buried in my niece's virgin pussy. 

"Holy shit Uncle Jack, you nearly split me in half." 

"I'm so sorry doll, I assumed you'd already lost your virginity, I wouldn't have done it like that if I knew." 

"I'm fine, I just wasn't prepared for it, but doing it fast has advantages. Mainly that it's already stopped hurting and has started to feel very comfortable moving in to pleasing." she mewed as she shifted herself around. 

"Okay then tell me when you're comfortable enough to start." 

"I will, for now I'm just basking in this feeling of pleasant fullness. You feel amazing inside me, like a bundle of pulsing warmth. Wow, Uncle Jack you make me feel so special, I'm so glad that your my first." she confided to me then buried her face in my neck she kissed and mumbled I love you's as she clung to me. Kneeling there on the bed cradling her body, an arm across her back with my hand cupping her shapely ass. I felt Abbie jostle around slowly as she began to thrust little by little. 

"I see it's starting to feel better now isn't it?"

"Mm Hmm." she breathed as she clutched to my shoulders as she started to fall into a slow pace rolling her hips. She panted softly pressing her face to my chest. I held her butt guiding her as I enjoyed the feeling of her breasts and body sliding along mine. I encouraged her as she rode me, to make her first time a positive and health experience . 

"I love you so much Abbie, you're doing great. You're beautiful, my sexy niece is turning me on so much!" 

"Oh Uncle Jack! Do you really mean that? You make me feel so special, so loved, so connected to you. You have no idea how much this means to me." 

"I'm just glad I could be the one to show you how good sex is, I want you to feel so good."

"Oh yes, yes I want that so badly too" she cried as she picked up her pace, "Oh fuck, fuck me Uncle Jack, I need you... show me everything. Oh God you're driving me so crazy!" 

"Relax sweetheart, I will take care of you." I said comfortingly as I laid her down and started to stroke into her wet pussy with long slow strokes, she moaned arching her back as she played with her nipples. The sight of her so excited fueled my desire to please her even more. I drew back, my cock barely inside her, as I waited for her to gasp disappointingly. As she did I thrust deep inside her making her groan lustfully, deep in her throat. I then pressed myself deep inside her grinding my self against her drawing out a gasp of joy. I teased her slowly piquing her passions until her juices flowed freely. I then plunged into her hard and fast knowing my niece's body had ridden on the cusp of a huge orgasm for some time. 

Abbie thrashed as I fucked her, screaming and moaning, all she could say was to moan "Yes, more!" and tell me she was nearly there. I pulled her hips to me as I rammed into her. I felt my climax nearing telling her I was about to cum. Her pussy was so wet as it clenched and twitched. Her pussy muscles tensed squeezing my cock hard and making me cum. 

"Oh fuck, Uncle Jack, you came inside me!" she said before her orgasm hit. Her mouth hung open as her eyes rolled back and fluttered, she moaned as she spoke, "Fuck! Oh God, I'm cumming so hard. Plus I think you just got me pregnant Uncle Jack, my periods in four days. Ugh! I might be having my Uncles kid, this whole day has been a fucking dream come true!"



A Long Time Coming



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Union of Soviet Sisters Remarkable



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 I walked in the front door of the office. It was a pretty full house, today. The training sign in sheet was more than half full, already, and it was still quite early. As was my habit, I scanned the roster for names I hadn't seen before. There were a few, but one seemed to stand out, if only for its exotic sound.

 "Anastasia Kovlenkova," I said quietly. It rolls trippingly off the tongue. There were several Russians in the office, most of them women. Some were worthy of a second look, while others made you regret the first one. I wondered which category Anastasia would fall under. It didn't take long to find out that I was going to need a third category: Holy shit! She's gorgeous! 

 A friend of mine, one of the first category Russians, waved me over through the crowd. Kira was talking to someone whose back was to me, but even this angle was intriguing. About 5'9" in black wedge heels... Long hair to the middle of her back, more red than auburn, but darker than red, with a nice wave to it..... Black leggings hugging firm legs and a verrry curvy bottom... Her top was clad in red velvet. I only hoped the front view was as good as the rear one. 

 It wasn't. It was far better. I stepped up and hugged Kira, before turning to face the as yet unidentified redhead. I almost gasped when I saw her. Huge, grey-green eyes peered back at me. Pouty red lips glistened invitingly. And on the subject of 'huge'.... Her breasts certainly qualified, filling the velvet with delectable curves and an almost magnetic amount of cleavage. 

Oh, God.... Please, please, please be a hugger! I simply must feel those incredible globes pressed against me, my brain begged as Kira introduced me. "This is Anastasia," she said, "but most people call her Nassia." 

 "Great to meet you, Nassia," I said as she opened her arms to hug me. Thank you! I thought, stepping forward. Now, most of the time, we give a one armed hug, kind of a side saddle one, to avoid any inadvertent harassment. I started in that direction, only to have Nassia go full frontal, mashing her magnificently full, round boobs into my chest. She held the hug longer than usual, as well, and the feeling of her firm breasts against me was incredible. Finally, she pushed back. 

 "No vone hass called me Anastasia zince I vas leetle girl. Zat vas long time ago," she said coyly, batting her eyes and looking down at her chest momentarily. She added that she was 27 years old. Besides the obvious accent, the slightly breathy nature of her voice was intoxicating. She was a sexpot, no question. 

I believe that! I thought. Jesus! What a greeting! 

 And so it began. Every time I ran into Nassia at the office, she would give me a melon massage. It was all I could do not to grab her ass while she hugged me. She had an extensive wardrobe of cleavage revealing dresses, blouses and sweaters, which she delighted in teasing me with. Well, maybe not just me, and not just her cleavage. She knew how to show off her other assets, as well. She definitely knew how to flaunt it. 

 Months of this followed. I just loved her accent, and would flirt a little with her as well. "Nassia, darling, you are so cruel to me," I said with a smile, obviously staring at her cleavage. 

 "You are verrry bad boy!" she replied, leaning forward slightly to enhance the view. "My favourrrite kind!" 

 One day, when I arrived at the office, Nassia was already there. Her already wide smile seemed even wider, and her eyes sparkled even brighter than usual. The only thing missing was a sign that said 'good news'. She had passed her licensing exam. I had helped her study a bit, but by no means did I deserve the greeting I was about to receive. 

 She took about three steps toward me and virtually leapt on me. Her arms flew around my neck, and she hung there, feet dangling above the ground. "I pass! I pass! I pass!" she giggled excitedly. 

 To say she surprised me would be something of an understatement. My natural reaction was to try to support her, so one arm came down around her waist, and the other went..... a little lower. Before I knew what was happening, I had a handful of her ass cheek. Her boobs were making dents in my chest, and intentionally or not, her firm ass quivered under my grasp. Then she kissed me on the neck. 

 As I lowered her to her feet, she looked at me with those smouldering eyes, and turned away. She walked a few feet to the doorway, then turned to glance at me over her shoulder. She placed her hand on her butt, on the same cheek that had so recently been in contact with my hand, and rubbed. While she did that, she smiled, and then she stepped around the corner. A few seconds later, her hand peeked back out, and she crooked her finger at me. 

 Curiosity got the better of me. I followed her into the training room. When I rounded the corner she had her back against the wall, which pushed her tits out even more than usual. Her blouse of choice today was made of burgundy silk, with a low scooped neckline. She was looking down at her prominent decolletage, grinning, as though she knew exactly where my eyes would land. 

 "I vant zank you for helpink me vith exam. I zee you look at me. I zink you like vhat you zee. You vant zee more?", she asked. 

 I definitely wanted to see more, but I didn't want to take advantage of her. "Nassia.... I appreciate the offer, but.... you don't have to do that. I was happy to help you. No strings attached." I said, smiling at her. She pouted. 

 "You arrre ze gay?" she prodded. 

 "No!" I replied, surprised she had made that conclusion. 

 "You arrre married?" she asked again. 

 "No, I am not married, and I am definitely not gay," I repeated, as if to completely remove all doubt. 

 "Zo, ees just me you not vant?" She was pouting again for effect. She already knew the answer. 

 "No." I replied again. She looked disappointed. "I mean, no, it's not that I don't want you..." she smiled, ".... I just don't want you to think you owe me anything. We are friends, so you don't need to repay me for anything." I hoped she would understand. I also hoped she wouldn't stop. 

 "And eef I vant to?" There was lust in her eyes as she stretched up to whisper in my ear. "I am zo horrrny. Please.... I vant you.... I need cum. Eef you no help, I vill haf to... how you zay?... feengerrr myzelf." 

 I stood there with my mouth agape, trying to digest her revelation. Did she say she wanted to cum, or wanted my cum? Either way, I was involved. Okay, I think I will go along with her on this one. She walked down the hallway toward the small, second bathroom. The good news was that almost no one ever used it. The bad news was that it was a snug fit for two. Not as bad as an airplane bathroom, but hardly spacious. 

 As soon as the door closed, she was on me. It wasn't so much a kiss as an intense bout of mouth to mouth resuscitation. She really was horny. Her tongue was trying to reach down my throat. Her hands were holding my head tightly. I didn't know what to do with my hands, so I grabbed her ass, with intent this time. She was wearing black yoga pants, and they were stretched snugly over her lusciously curvy rear. My cock was getting pretty high on the Rockwell scale, a fact I am sure she was aware of, since it was pressing against her belly. She finally retracted her tongue, and pushed away. 

 She looked me straight in the eye while she pulled her blouse over her head. If I thought her breasts were impressive before, that opinion paled in comparison to the splendid panorama before me now. A black lace bra struggled to contain and support two of the most magnificent globes of feminine sexuality it had ever been my privilege to see. They almost tumbled out of the cups when she bent to slide her pants down over her hips. She stepped out of her heels just long enough to roll the pants off her legs, before putting the stilettos back on. Nassia now stood before me in bra, thong and high heels. She looked at me hopefully. 

 "Does my body please you? You like vhat you zee?" she asked. I guess that would qualify as a rhetorical question, since the bulging crotch of my pants made the answer pretty obvious. It took me a few seconds to unscramble my brain and answer. I quickly pulled my phone out of my pocket, and typed my response into the translation program. 

 In my best Russian, which is to say, my best Russian accent, I told her. "Vy boginya." You are a goddess. 

 "Spasibo!" she giggled. Her breasts quivered deliciously as she did. 

 I quickly shed my clothes, pausing only when I was down to my shorts. The black lycra material stretched under the strain of my hard erection. Nassia gasped softly. "Bozhe moy!" she whispered. Then she tugged the fabric down, allowing all 9 inches of my cock to spring free. Her hand wrapped around the shaft, nearly as thick as my wrist. "My god.... Ees monster! You vill be gentle, yes?" 

 "Of course, lyubimaya Nassia," I said. She was turning away, allowing me to unclasp her bra. She spun out of the undergarment as she dropped to her knees in front of me. While she caressed me and rubbed her cheek against my hot stiffness, I quickly peeked at the tag on her bra before tossing it onto her pile of clothes. I looked down just in time to see her lips part over the head of my dick. My appreciation of her sensational bust took a backseat to the exquisite sensations her moist mouth was providing as she slowly stroked and bobbed on my cock. I had no idea what the Russian word for cocksucker was, but she was an expert. She was driving me crazy with a complicated choreography of hand strokes, lip movement, tongue swirls and suction. The small bathroom filled with wet slurping noises that I hoped didn't carry into the training room, which would soon be in use. 

 Nassia had my passion boiling, and I thought I should probably tell her she was going to get a surprise deposit soon. She just nodded, made a yummy noise, and increased her tempo. She sucked the half of my dick she was able to gobble with a fervor, and I began to wonder if I would be able to stifle the screams I wanted to make. 

 I somehow managed to keep it down to a few muted gasps, grunts and moans, while Nassia gulped down the prodigious load she had coaxed from my balls. Her eyes met mine as she swallowed, clearly enjoying her power over me. Once she had vacuumed me clean, she released my spent member and stood, removing her damp thong as she did. She perched on the edge of the vanity and spread her shapely legs. It was also my first real look at her magnificent breasts unencumbered by her bra. They were undoubtedly the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen. Dusty rose areolas puckered with arousal, and thick nipples stood at attention. 

 "Vould you like to eat poosy, now?" she asked, leaning back against the wall. 

 I was jolted from my visual caressing of her breasts, and my eyes dropped to the apex of her thighs. I didn't even bother to answer. I just dove into her like I was a condemned man, and she was my last meal. She had such a beautiful pussy. It was already wet, and as I tasted her with my first exploratory laps, she moaned, much too loudly given our proximity to the now occupied training room. I looked up from between her thighs. She realized her mistake, and was biting her knuckle now, trying to keep quiet. I kept looking into her eyes as I plunged my tongue deep into her juicy opening, and her eyes fluttered at the sensation, but she was silent, other than a nearly inaudible intake of breath. 

 She was shaved, except for a small tuft of curly red on her mound. When I first began my inspection, her pussy was little more than a slit in the skin between her legs. A very tasty slit. I gently licked parallel to her slim orifice, cleaning her of her sweet juices. Then I dipped my tongue into her again, and again. As I continued to probe, her pussy got hotter and wetter. Blood began to engorge her labia, and her lips puffed up, gradually opening and growing more pouty. By the time she shuddered quietly through her second orgasm, Nassia's inner labia were like a honey-soaked pink orchid, open wide and extending about an inch beyond her outer lips. Her clit was also peeking out, huge, hot, and begging for attention. Her pussy would have been enough to make the most ardent homosexual go straight. Fortunately, I was already straight... and hard. I really wanted to stand up and fuck her brains out, but the training room was now fully occupied, and I could hear them going over various points of product knowledge. If I could hear them, then they could probably hear us if we made much noise. We were trapped, for the next ninety minutes. Hmmm... what to do? 

 Besides, I was really enjoying my lunch. Nassia had such delicious pussy juice, and I was amazed by the transformation her arousal had caused in her vaginal opening. She was doing a pretty good job muting her orgasmic moans. She had replaced the knuckle in her mouth with a towel, and both hands were now mauling her own breasts. Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head as I teased her clit, then they shut tight and she quaked again. A restrained groan was all I heard, but her body screamed through a gargantuan orgasm. Her abs rippled tightly, her breasts jiggled as her breathing spiked, and beads of sweat adorned her brow. Down below, I had my face jammed into her gushing snatch, slurping up as much of her cream as I could. I kept my tongue buried deep in her, alternately flicking her clit or plunging into her spasming sex. The flow of her juices slowed, but she tripped seamlessly from one orgasm to the next. She was breathing loudly through her nose, snorting breaths of passionate agony, and blushing bright pink. Finally she couldn't take any more, and pushed me away, covering her exploding vagina with her hand. 

 I sat back and wiped her honey from my chin, watching her shiver through the aftershocks of her pleasure. There was a sheen of sweat on her body, and a puddle of pussy juice on the vanity under her ass. It took a few minutes before her eyes fluttered open again. She spat out the towel and smiled an exhausted smile at me. 

 "Oh my god... I nefer cum like zat before!" she whispered. "You almost kill me!" She was still breathing heavily, and my eyes now focused on the quivering contours of her incredible breasts. Her nipples were standing up, nearly an inch tall. I had to taste one. When I latched onto her stiff bud, she hissed, then moaned gently. "You are verrry bad boy. I like. You vant fuck me now? "

 I released her nipple reluctantly and helped her sit up. She looked down and saw my dick, hard as a rock and ready to rock her world. She smiled. 

"Sit please," was all she said, directing me to the toilet. Once I was situated, she bent down and spat a big gob of saliva on the head of my cock. Then she straddled me and started to lower herself onto me. My head just parted her lips when she suddenly stopped. "Shit! Almost forrrgot!" she whispered, reaching for the towel and pressing her finger to her lips. "Shhh!" she giggled, resuming her descent onto my hard flesh. 

 She stuffed the corner of the towel into her mouth and dropped slowly. Her outer pussy was gaping open and soaking wet, but inside, she was tight as a drum. She had about three inches in, and was undulating and swivelling her hips, making progress very slowly. She was snorting and groaning again. She pulled the towel out, and exhaled deeply, sliding down another inch as she did. 

 "Ooooooooooooooo... big boy! Oh boy, oh boy oh boy... You verrrry big boy!" she whispered into my ear. Her voice was unsteady, quivering with excitement. From my point of view, or rather 'feel'... my cock was being stuffed into a velvet vise at least two sizes too small. At last, she reached capacity, the head of my cock pressing hard against her cervix. About an inch of my dick was left out in the cold, but the look of her thick meaty lips dangling around my shaft made up for it. "Vait, vait... give me time to get relax...." she gasped, wiggling her hips around. I felt the head of my cock poking at the opening to her womb. She leaned back slightly and smiled. "Vone... two.... thrrree!" she whispered, stuffing the towel into her mouth, before dropping the last inch down my shaft. 

 The feeling was incredible. I grabbed the loose end of the towel and bit down on it as well, stifling my moan while she did the same. Her eyes rolled back and her entire body shook, wracked by yet another orgasm. Her pussy rippled and clutched wildly at my intruder. Warm fluids trickled down over my balls. We sat there in each others arms, not moving, for several minutes, as Nassia came over and over again. Her cervix nipped at the head of my cock, something I hadn't felt before. Each time it did, I moaned into the towel. Nassia was still shaking, so obviously it was a new sensation for her as well. Her boobs were quivering as she shook, and I dipped my head down to collect her nipple with my tongue. I sucked it in, and she exploded. She threw her head back, and a long, low grunt escaped through the towel. Her eyes were screwed shut, and her cunt was on lockdown. It gave me one giant squeeze, lasting at least a minute, while her body jerked and quaked in ecstasy. My Russian honey came like a freight train, then wilted, turning into jello in my arms. 

 I held her snug against my chest, stroking her hair, while still fully sheathed in her hot pussy, for about ten minutes. She had literally passed out from pleasure. Her arms hung limp, her head resting on my shoulder, and her breasts gently pushing into my chest. That sensation alone was enough to keep me hard inside her. 

"Nassi, baby?" I cooed, inventing my own nickname for her. "Nassi... are you okay, sweetie?" There was a slight stirring, like somehow her bones were reconstituting themselves. Her eyes moved under their lids, then opened slowly. She seemed to be having trouble focusing, but she was regaining her senses. I was glad she was alright. Then she smiled, and flexed her pussy on my cock, and I knew she was more than just alright. 

 "My poosy numb now.... but I vant make you cum again. I trrry to fuck you, big boy, " she whispered as she slowly raised up."Ohhhhhhh, Da!" she said, reversing her direction. She began to mutter quietly in Russian, continuing to work her ravaged pussy up and down. She was liquid heat, and it was having an effect on me. Nassia fucked me like that for about ten minutes, gradually going faster and harder. She was feeling it again, too, as her mutterings were now accompanied by moans of joy. She slowed down a little, looking me straight in the eye. "Fuck, you haf big cock, you fucking stud. My poosy so full! You cum soon?" she begged. 

 "Soon," I replied, and she returned to her ministrations, determined to get me off. A few minutes later, she was almost ready to cum again, herself. I was nearly there, too. She stuffed the towel in her mouth again, and slammed herself furiously up and down my shaft. Her grunts and groans signalled another orgasm, and she gushed a fresh load all over my crotch. The sudden warmth pushed me closer. "Gonna cum, baby," I told her. She grinned with satisfaction, and climbed off me. My cock made a wet sucking noise as it popped out of her cunt, and more of her creamy juice dribbled out, hanging for a few seconds from the gaping lips of her swollen labia. I groaned at the sight, nearly overcome by the sheer sexuality of it. Nassi dropped her hand down and collected the dripping strings of her cum, before lifting it to her lips and licking her fingers. I groaned again. 





Union of Soviet Sisters Remarkable



"Nassi, you are..... Nasty!" I laughed, in a whisper. She smiled and finished licking, then winked at me. 

 "You zhink zat ees nasty?..... Vatch zis!" she whispered, dropping to her knees. She grabbed my throbbing, gooey, dripping shaft, and ran her tongue all the way from the root to the tip, collecting a big gob of juice on the end of her tongue. She held it there for my viewing, then tossed her head back and swallowed it. Oh. My. God. I nearly blew my wad right then. She then dropped her lips over my cock and started bobbing her head as fast as she could. I moaned, and she stopped, pulling me out of her mouth and handing me the towel. She grinned. "I vas qviet.... You made me cum so hard, but I vas qviet. Your turn to try be qviet!" she whispered, gobbling me down again. Her beautiful mane of hair was flying around her face. Her big luscious tits were bouncing against my thighs. And her lips were dancing up and down my rod. I was gonna pop. I stuffed the towel in my mouth and grabbed the back of her head. 

 I arched my back and spewed into her ravenously sucking mouth. It felt like I was turning inside out. My nasty Nassia pumped her hand furiously on my shaft, and swallowed greedily. I could see her cheeks puff out as I shot into her mouth, then hollow as she gulped it down. Gradually, my cum shots slowed, petering out to a trickle. She kept sucking until I started to wilt in her mouth. I had done a pretty good job of muffling the noise of my orgasm, but I was still breathing hard. Between gasps, I heard them wrapping up the training in the adjoining room. 

 "Good timing...." I said quietly. Nassia stood and did a little curtsey. She took the towel from me and wiped the counter and toilet seat, where her juices were puddled. Then she put some warm water in the sink, and rinsed it, before wiping me clean. She did the same for her own sticky areas, then rinsed the towel again. I sprayed to room with air freshener. 

 I helped her back into her bra, taking the time to fondle her gently. She giggled and slapped my hands away. I was able to finish dressing before she did, and I watched her wiggle her ass back into her yoga pants. She saw me watching her and smiled. Once she had her silk top back on, she paused to look in the mirror, fixing her hair. I cradled her in my arms from behind, cupping her breasts again. She looked at me in the mirror and smiled. 

 "I hope you had fun? ..." she said. I rolled my eyes affirmatively. ".... good." She turned around to face me. "I zink you brroke my poosy!" she giggled as she kissed me. "I vould like do zis again..... but in bedrrroom..... and vithout so many peeple. You haf such nice beeg cock, you make me scrrrream! Vas not fair to be so qviet. You vant to do me again?"

 "Nassia..... my nasty Russian darling..... I look forward to doing you again," I said, kissing her deeply. "And again..." kiss "... and again..." kiss "... and again!" 

 She blushed. "I theenk I need few days to rrrecoverr! I vill valk like I rrride horrrse all day." She laughed, patting me on the crotch. "I guess zat makes you my horrrse... my stallion!"

 "Giddy up!" I whispered, kissing her yet again, and grabbing her ass with one hand. My other hand was busy fondling her breast. The kiss began to heat up again, and soon we were making out and pawing at each other as though we hadn't just spent the last two hours wringing orgasms out of each other. "Fuck, Nassi.... I can't get enough of you!" 

 "Vell... you not get any morrre today! You alrrready fuck my brrrains out!" she giggled, turning the doorknob. We had just exited the door when the office manager, Neil, came around the corner. Busted. 

 Nassia didn't bat an eye. She just walked past him and said "Good morrrning. I haf appointment. Zee you tomorrrrow!" She grabbed her coat, and breezed out. 

 I wasn't so lucky, but Neil and I are good friends, so I wasn't in trouble either. I could see the wheels turning. Then he caught a whiff of the smell from the bathroom. I guess the air freshener wasn't up to the task, given two hours of sweaty, juicy sex had happened in there. 

 "Holy fuck!" he exclaimed. 

 "Pretty much," I admitted. "Actually several." 

 He stepped closer and lowered his voice. "How long?" 

 "Two hours and...." I looked at my watch. 

 "Say no more!" he cut me off. "Good?" he asked. 

 "I would tell you, but I don't like to watch a grown man cry." I turned to walk away. 

 "One more question?" he said. I turned back. He made the universal 'big tits' gesture, and raised his eyebrow. His wife was a B cup at best, but he was an ass man, and hers was quite nice. 

 "Oh yeah! Best I've ever seen. Absolutely incredible!" I laughed, leaving him to inhale the scent of our lust. I knew that he wouldn't say a word to anyone.... except maybe his wife. 

 I was away from the office for a day or two, for totally unrelated reasons. I was leaving home for the drive to the office three days later when my phone pinged. A text from Nassia. 

 "You going to be at the office today? I thought we might go riding at my place. Back in the saddle again." I laughed when I read it, wondering why it didn't have a Russian accent, but when I heard it in my head, in her voice, it did. 

 "Horsey all rested. Looking forward to long, long ride. See you there." I responded. 

 I arrived at the office, and while I was signing in, Neil's wife Lucy sat at the desk, silently staring at me. I looked up, and she gave me a knowing look back. She smiled a wry smile and said "Good Morning", then went back to processing paperwork. Oh yeah, he told her. 

 I stuck my head in Neil's office doorway. He stared at me, and I stared back. Finally I caved. "What do you want me to say? It just happened," I said quietly. "Won't happen again". I sensed a presence behind me. I turned to see Nassia, and she gave me her normal hug in greeting. 

 She pushed past me into Neil's office, and dragged me in after her. I closed the door. 

 "Yes, ve prrromise no do zat again...... " she whispered. Then she turned and kissed me. It was a long, sensuous kiss, and when she was done, she turned back to Neil, who was squirming uncomfortably in his seat."..... At least, not in office!" Nassia then patted my crotch, winked at Neil, and wiggled her ass as she left. 

 "Way too much information!" he said to me after she was gone. 

 "Buddy, you have no idea!" I laughed. As I was leaving, I paused and added "So, you gonna cry?" 

 "Wah, wah, wah.... You lucky bastard... Now get lost!" he quipped. 

 I have to admit... I have no idea what we went through during training that day. My mind was elsewhere, and by elsewhere, I mean three feet to the right, across the centre aisle. That's where Nassia was sitting. 

 She was wearing a crisp white blouse, that had been fitted for her. It was snug across her massive bust, and, with several buttons left unfastened, revealed the fleshy crease between her breasts. A slim black skirt encased her firm thighs and ass, stopping just above the knee. Black boots, with six inch heels, covered her to mid calf. She was stunning, more so than usual, and she knew I was having a very hard time keeping my eyes off her. A little smile tickled the corners of her lips. She crossed her arms below her breasts and gave a little squeeze, showing a little more cleavage and increasing the bulge of her upper chest. She peeked at me out of the corner of her eye. 

 After ninety minutes of this teasing, I was uncomfortably hard in my pants. Neil patted me on the shoulder as he left. Surprisingly, I was able to make it out the office without scaring anyone. I waited at the foot of the stairs for Nassia. 

 She appeared at the top, and walked down towards me. Her boobs bounced enticingly in the open neckline of the blouse. She stopped on the bottom step, nicely equalizing our height difference, and plunged her tongue into my mouth. She was hot and bothered, having succumbed to her own teasing. We held the kiss until we heard someone else coming, then quickly exited the building. 

 "You follow me?" she asked as she opened her car door. 

"I'll be on your ass all the way" I replied, fully aware of my double entendre. She giggled and shook her sexy rump at me. 

 Traffic was frustratingly slow, but we eventually pulled into her building. The elevator ride was one long kiss, and we were soon in her apartment. It was a very nice apartment, overlooking the river, nicely decorated. Nassia sauntered over to the bedroom door and leaned against the jamb, beckoning me to her. 

 "Last time ve fuck, vas fun... No?" she asked. 

 "Absolutely," I replied. 

 "Today, ve make love. Ve make love all day." Nassia walked into the bedroom, and perched on the edge of the bed. I joined her, and before long, we were laying back, making out madly. 

 Nassia rolled up on top of me and continued to kiss me passionately. I loved the feel of her big tits pressed against my chest. I grabbed her ass, massaging the firm flesh with both hands. Nassi was moaning into my mouth. Suddenly she rolled us over, so that I was on top. Her skirt wouldn't allow me to spread her legs far enough, so I tried to tug it up. She stopped me. 

 "Vait, darrrling.... I vill do it." She patted me on the chest, rolling me off. She stood and walked out of the room. Music began to waft in from the living room, and she returned, swaying with the rhythm of the song. "You vant me dance forrr you?" 

 "Oh god yes, Nassi! I would love that!" I said enthusiastically. 

 She began to do a sensuous dance, undulating and swivelling her hips. She undid the cuffs of her blouse before doing the same to the front. Then she reached behind to undo her skirt. The blouse gapped open, revealing and concealing at the same time, and she turned her back to me. She shimmied over to within inches of my face, bent from the waist, and skinned the skirt down. She flexed her glutes, and rubbed her ass in my face, then kicked the skirt away. She went over to the doorframe and dry humped suggestively, dropping the blouse over one shoulder. She tossed her hair, gave me the slutty look, and whipped her blouse off. She shook her breasts at me, tugged the gusset of her thong up between her pussy lips, and brought her body closer. 

 She bent forward, putting her cleavage inches from my nose, while reaching back to unfasten her bra. She held it in place with her arm, and grabbed my head with the other hand, pulling my face into her soft pillows. Spinning away with her back to me, she shucked the bra, and twirling it over her head, did a pirouette. When she finally freed her breasts, I moaned loudly. They swayed and bounced in time to her movements. After all the teasing earlier, and fifteen minutes of her striptease, the sight of her big bouncy tits nearly made me cum in my pants. A few minutes later, she slingshotted her thong in my face. I grabbed it and stuck it in my mouth, tasting her sweet juices, while she crawled into my lap. Cool! Lapdance time! 

 Nassia tortured me, close up, slapping her breasts in my face, and grinding on my hard bulge. I had finally reached my limit. 

 I grabbed her ass with both hands, and stood up, spinning around and throwing her onto the bed. She landed on her back, giggling wildly. I ripped my clothes off and joined her. 

 "About time!" she giggled, "I vas vondering how long I vould be able to tease you. You did vell!" 

 I had no comment. I just wrenched her legs apart and harpooned her pussy with my tongue. She was already partially engorged, so I knew she was very excited. I have no idea what she was saying, because it was in Russian, but I think she was enjoying it. Loudly. I licked, lapped and sucked her without mercy, making her gush into my mouth through two orgasms. Damn, she was delicious! 

 Nassi was breathing heavily when I slid up her body. I rubbed the head of my cock between her dripping labia, and pressed into her. She gasped, and grabbed my ass. 

 "Oh god.... I vant cock!" she whispered. "Please, make love to me.... I vant to feel you fill my poosy."

 I was now about halfway into her, and she had lapsed back into mumbling her arousal in Russian. I rocked back and forth, wiggling my hips from side to side, sliding deeper and deeper. Nassi was grunting, groaning and moaning.  

 "Bozhe moy, moya kiska sobirayetsya razdelit'!" she screamed. She saw the look of confusion on my face. "YA sobirayus' do orgazma seychas!" Okay, I still don't speak Russian, Sweetheart, so I didn't get that one either. 

 She arched her back, which pushed me all the way home, popping her cervix again. She screamed, grunted and shook, her body wracked by an orgasm that might have registered on the Richter scale. I held her tight, and continued to gently probe her vagina with my erection. Nassi came repeatedly, grinding her clit hard against the base of my cock. When she started to wind down, I gave her a few quick strokes, and her screams picked up. She sounded like an air raid siren. I let her recover for a few minutes. 

 "I vas..... saying......" she said between gasps of breath, "..... zat my..... poosy.... going to..... split...... and zen I said..... I vas cumming! She smiled, and brushed sweaty hair away from her face. 

 "I figured out the last part." I responded, beginning to stroke into her again. I was giving her the full length of my shaft, with long, slow, firm thrusts. Soon, the siren was wailing again. 

 "AhhhooooOOOOOOOHOOOooooooahhhHHHHHOHHHHHHYESSSSSS!" Nassia shrieked. I was close to cumming myself, so I kept fucking her, picking up the pace. She came again, and again, and again. Sweat was dripping from me onto her, where it mixed with her own. Her pussy was flooded, making wet sucking noises every time I thrust into her. Finally, I felt that familiar tingle in my balls, and jammed in one more time. 

 Nassi had been puffing loudly with her eyes closed, but when the first salvo exploded into her, her eyes opened wide, and a warm smile broke across her lips. 

 "Oh, yes.... my darling.... fill me vith your cum! Ooh.... so varm! I love ze feel of cumming in my poosy!" 

 I grunted and growled, eventually collapsing on her chest, having exhausted both my semen supply and my energy reserve. Nassi stroked my hair and cooed softly in my ear. 

 "Zat is so good, my baby. Zhank you!" she whispered. It was the last thing I heard before everything went dark. 

 I heard the voice of an angel, in the distance. She was calling me. "Oh, baby, please vake up". I opened my eyes, and Nassi was smiling at me. "Zdravstvuyte, sonya.... Ees only fair... I pass out last time... You pass out zis time! I need to pee and empty poosy! "

 I was still buried in her warm folds, and even though I was now flaccid, I was still acting as a cork. I wearily pulled out, with an audible slurping noise. Nassia immediately cupped her hand over her gaping hole, slipping out of bed and shuffling comically off to the lavatory. I laughed at her. 

 "Ya, ya, ya... You trrry look sexy vith poosy full of goo drrripping out!" she giggled over her shoulder. 

 I rolled on my side. A few minutes later, Nassia had returned, snuggled warmly against my back, with her arm draped over my hip. I fell back asleep. I have no idea how long we slept. 

 I felt a warm breath on my face, followed by soft, wet lips kissing me gently. That's nice, I thought, Nassi has such nice lips. But something was wrong. I was waking up more now, and I could still feel Nassia's arm on my hip, and her full breasts against my back. So who was kissing me? I opened my eyes. 

 The eyes that looked back at me were blue, and the hair was brown. She pulled back a bit, and smiled. The cast of the eyes, the nose, the lips... the smile... obviously related. She startled me, and that woke Nassia. 

 "Nika, get yourrr lips off my boyfrrrriend! Bitch!" she cursed, throwing the sheet off and leaping out of bed. Boyfriend? I like the sound of that. She stood toe to toe with the brunette, and they jabbered at each other in Russian. The conversation was getting heated... and hot. Nassia was naked, and her gesturing was creating a delicious amount of movement in her breasts and ass. The sight was having an effect on my cock, which began to slowly inflate. Nassia had her back to me, and the brunette would occasionally glance at me over Nassia's shoulder. The sheet was on the floor, so I was laying there naked, and as my erection grew, the brunette's eyes began to spend more time on me. Nassi noticed. She turned and saw my hard dick standing up. 

 "Shit! Now ve nefer get herr out of bedrrroom!" she giggled, throwing the sheet back over me. She turned back, intent on continuing the argument, but the brunette was smiling coyly. Her tongue was peeking out, tracing her lips. "Darlingk,... zis ees my zister..... my leetle zister, Veronika." 

 "Please, call me Nika, everrryone else does," she said, extending her hand. She still had that slightly lusty look on her face, and her eyes flicked to my sheet covered bulge. She smiled. 

 "Nika, vhat do you vant?" Nassi asked, clearly pissed. Her sister didn't make things better when she giggled and looked at me suggestively. Nassia nearly exploded. 

 Nika backed off. "My brrra! My brrra! I came looking forrr my brrra!" she screamed. She grabbed the garment off the floor and shook it at Nassia. She stuck her tongue out, and stormed out the door. "Have a good fuck!" she screamed as she went down the hall. I heard a door slam. 

 Now, the gravity of that conversation was not lost on me. Nika, Nassia's little sister, was not so little. Not if that was her bra. Good lord.... You mean there is more than one set of FFs in this family. I should have paid more attention, but then, I had Nassi's naked body as a distraction. 

 Speaking of Nassi's naked body.... she had closed the door, and was slinking back towards me. She tugged the sheet away, and stared hungrily at my hard meat. "Now.... vhere vere ve? Oh, yes.... I rrrememberrr." 

 She dropped on me, swallowing my cock in one slurp. 

 "Oh god! Suck me! Suck ME! SUCK MY COCK!!" I screamed. Nassia looked up at me, surprised. I smiled back. "For your sister." I whispered. She giggled around my cock, and nodded. Then she resumed her work. "Oh FUCK NASSI, YOU SUCK SO GOOD!!" 

 She kept sucking me, while I asked her questions about her sister. Nika was 6 years younger, which made her 21, and lived here too. 

 Nassia pulled my cock out of her mouth, and crawled up to straddle my hips. She rubbed me between her lips and began to impale herself. 

 "Oh fuck.... Your BIG COCK STUFFS MY POOSY ZO FOOL!!" She covered her mouth and giggled. "Ees true," she whispered. Finally she reached bottom, easier this time. She was getting used to my size. "OH FUCK! YOU FUCKING STUD!" she winked. Then she began to bounce up and down, fucking herself furiously. Her beautiful breasts took on a mind of their own, and I couldn't help but grab hold. I thumbed her erect nipples."Oh FUCK YES! PLAY VITH MY TITS!" she shrieked, continuing to pound her pussy on my erection. I noticed there was less play acting now, and her grunts, groans and melodic moans were loud and genuine. 

 "So..." I said quietly, "..... I hear I'm your boyfriend?"

 Nassia kept her rhythm, and blushed slightly. "Eef you vould like to be...." she said, looking at me demurely. 

 I leaned up and kissed her. "I would love to!" I whispered. 

 She smiled, then threw her head back. Her mouth opened and a guttural moan of ecstasy came out. "OH MY GOD! NNNNGHHHHHHH!AHHHHNNN! CUMMMMMING!"

 Her pussy gushed again, and clamped my cock firmly. She shuddered from top to bottom, and collapsed on my chest. We laid there quietly, allowing Nassia to catch her breath. There was a soft knock on the door. 




Union of Soviet Sisters Remarkable



"Nassia.... please..... " came Nika's voice. 

 "Go avay! Ve are busy!" Nassia retorted. 

 "I know... I hearrrd you. Ze whole building hearrrd you. Please.... Let me in. I am so horrrny. I just vant to vatch. Please?" Nika begged. 

 Nassia looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Fine! Come in zhen!" 

Okay, this is new, I thought. Can't say I have ever had an audience before. 

 Nika came in sheepishly, and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a short satin robe, royal blue in colour. She sat on the chair by the dressing table. Her nipples were standing up stiffly, making obvious points through the robe.

 Nassia began to ride me again, in long, slow strokes, undulating her hips at the top and bottom. She was moaning constantly. Then she paused at the top, and looked at me. There was a playful smile on her lips. She rolled her eyes in the direction of her sister, and moved down again, excruciatingly slow. When she reached bottom, she reversed, equally slow. I could see her swollen pussy lips being pulled out further. From my viewpoint, it was just about the sexiest thing ever. Then I heard the moan from across the room. 

 Nika's robe was open. Two fingers of her left hand were sawing in and out of her pussy. Her right hand was pinching the nipple of her right breast, stretching it to the limit of its elasticity. She had been truthful in claiming ownership of the bra ; her tits were equally beautiful to those of her sister, and every bit as big. 

 I watched Nika masturbate while she watched my cock disappear into her sister's pussy, only to reappear with a fresh coat of cream on it. She then locked her eyes on me, and her fingers became a blur. As if I didn't have enough excitement with Nassia's pussy on my shaft..... Nika had to add her own to it. She threw her head back, much like her sister did, and came. Hers was a little squeal, rather than a bellow. If it hadn't been so unbelievably hot, it would have been cute. 

 Nassia was back to fucking me hard, now. Her tits were doing their dance, driving me crazy again. Nika was frigging her pussy with three fingers, and her tits were equally active. 

 I could feel the pressure building. That's when Nika stepped over to the bed. Naked. Her thighs were slick with her juices, all the way to her knees. Her nipples were at least an inch tall, and half that in thickness. 

 "Please Nassia..... I need it zo bad!" she begged again. 

 Nassia just shook her head emphatically, and kept skewering herself. "No vay, Nika.... Zis cock is mine! You may use his tongue.... if he vants to help you." 

 Nika looked at me. Her eyes asked the question her voice could not. I smiled, nodded and flicked my tongue. She smiled back and knelt over my face, turned toward her sister. The last view I had of Nassia was of her sister fondling her bouncing breasts. Then all I could see was Nika's pussy. 

 And a right pretty pussy it was, pouting open and dripping wet. I lapped her full length, even running my tongue across her little pink asshole. She moaned loudly when I did that, so I imagine her mouth was otherwise occupied. Was she kissing Nassi? Maybe sucking her nipples? Damn, I wish I could see! Still, being forced to lick this delicious pussy wasn't exactly a hardship. 

 I felt Nassia's pussy quivering, and knew she was cumming again. Then Nika's pussy started the same dance on my tongue. It was too much for me. As Nika sprayed my face with her syrup, I filled her sister's womb with hot semen. We all moaned in orgasmic unison. 

 A few moments later, I felt Nassia lift off my wilting cock. I assume she headed for the bathroom, because when Nika wearily flopped over on the bed, she and I were alone. Nika was panting. I just had to feel her breasts. When I touched her, she smiled, but never opened her eyes. She placed her hand on mine and held it close. I kissed her gently, and after a few seconds, she responded with passion. When the kiss ended, I looked up. Nassia was standing there watching me fondle and kiss her sister. Oh shit, I thought, I may just have become her ex-boyfriend. 

 Then I noticed that her hand was busy doing circles on her clit, and realized she was as turned on watching me and Nika, as Nika had been watching her and I. She leaned over and kissed me, before whispering in my ear. 

 "You must fuck my sisterrr. I vant to vatch you fuck my sisterrr," she sighed. I looked down at my shriveled member, and she caught my eye. "I vill take carre of zat," she winked. 

 My hand was still on Nika's breast, so I resumed gently fondling her. Their breasts were remarkably similar in size and shape. Perhaps Nika's nipples were bigger. I decided a closer inspection was warranted, so I bent in and wrapped my lips around one of her stiff buds. She moaned softly, but her eyes remained closed. Our bodies were angled away from each other, making enough room for Nassia to 'take care of that', as she said. I felt her lips close around my shaft, and a gentle suction began. 

 I was still sucking on Nika's nipples, and she now had her hands holding my face against her chest. She was breathing softly, making little mewling noises. When I slipped my hand between her legs and tickled her gooey lips, her volume level went up. 

 Speaking of up.... I was. Nassia's incredible oral technique had restored the stiff to my stiffy. I crawled on top of Nika and kissed her again. When she felt my hard cock poking at her pussy, she shook her head, and pulled her lips away from me. 

 "No, ve can't.... You arrre Nassia's boyfrrriend!" her eyes popped open. She didn't want to hurt her sister, and she was trying to push me off her now. She looked up at me, and I pointed over at Nassia, who was now sitting in the chair, smiling, and masturbating while watching us."Nassia.... ees okay?" 

 "Of courrrrse. You arre my sisterrr, and I Love You. I want you to feel ze pleasurre zat I feel. I vant to vatch him make you cum, Nika," Nassia said. Then to me, she added "Now fuck herr brrrains out!" 

 Nika looked back up at me, closed her eyes and pulled me back to her lips again. Her tongue pushed past my lips and probed deeper. The passion level of the kiss ramped up rapidly, and soon Nika was moaning and breathing harder. She began to tilt her hips, as though reaching out for my cock, and she whimpered her need. I didn't want to keep a lady waiting, so I moved up her body a little more, until the tip of my dick pressed in. She wiggled her hips, and it slipped in a bit.

 It was about here that I felt the obvious difference between the two sisters' pussies. Where Nassia was so snug that she almost expelled my fleshy intruder, Nika was almost the opposite. She was still tight, but her pussy seemed to draw me in. I don't know what a so-called 'snapping pussy' feels like, but maybe Nika had the prototype between her legs, because her cunt just consumed every inch of me, and I never did find her cervix. Then her pussy muscles milked me, pulling me deeper when she flexed them. 

 I was still joined to Nika at the lips (actually, both sets), and I groaned with delight at her internal caressing. I had never felt anything like it. I began to pull back, and she relaxed her pussy, allowing me out. When I pushed back in, I could feel the washboard effect of her muscular walls. The word 'wow' comes to mind. 

 I started a rhythm of long, slow strokes into her. She wrapped her arms around my neck to hold my lips to hers, and her legs came up around my waist. I could hear Nassia grunting as she came, but Nika wouldn't release her grip on my head, so I couldn't watch her sister play with herself. Nika finally released me when she needed to breath faster than our kiss allowed. I was fucking her harder and faster, transfixed by her chest, which was alive with liquid motion. It was also getting that pre-orgasmic flush, and her pussy started to get grabby. 

 Nika arched her back and let out a high pitched squeal. Her pussy squirted nectar, and clamped around my shaft. When I say 'clamped', I mean it ; she gripped me so tight, I physically couldn't pull out, for fear of ripping my dick off. Nika vibrated under me, then thrashed the bed like a demon, arching her back again and again and again. Where Nassia's orgasm was vocal, even verbal.... Nika was physical. Even her orgasmic squeal was physically draining. Nassia could cum ten times and pass out ; I bet Nika couldn't make it through five, not that the quantity really matters. Just another vast difference between the two, despite their external similarities. 

 Nika hissed out a final breath and relaxed, still breathing heavy, but on the down side of the wave. She smiled, turning to her sister, who was still finger fucking herself. "Spasibo," she whispered. I had resumed my rhythm, but was stealing glances at Nassia, who was watching us intently. 

 "Fuck, Nika.... Yourrr little poosy is rrreally strrreched around zat big cock! It looks zo sexy!" Nassia said quietly, rubbing her own pussy furiously. 

 Nika patted my shoulder, and gestured that she would like to change position. I pulled out with a pop, another similarity between the girls. She rolled over onto all fours, wiggling her ass at me. A mischievous grin was on her face. 

 "I vant you to fuck me like dog. Please, fuck me harrrd!" she hissed. 

 "Yes, ma'am," I replied, stuffing my cock back into her dripping snatch. I grabbed her hips, and started to plough her. She asked me to fuck her hard, and that's what I intended to do. 

 Nassia came up beside me, and put her hand on my ass, urging me on. She whispered in my ear, "Oh, yes.... Fuck my sisterrr.... Fuck herrr little poosy harrrd..... Make her cum vith yourrr big, giant cock..... Then fill herrr vith yourrr hot cum." She was quite the demanding girlfriend... 'fuck me, now fuck my sister, now cum in her'... Jeez! 

 Okay... I'm kidding about that... the truth is, I loved it. You couldn't pry my dick out of her a crowbar! Actually, given her muscular grip on my shaft, that may well be true. Then Nassia did something I didn't expect, and Nika did something I could only have dreamed of. 

 Nassia sat on the bed, and scooted under Nika. She wiggled her ass into position and finally spread her legs wide, right under Nika's nose! I couldn't believe it! But then Nika blew my mind.... When she extended her tongue and speared her sister's cunt! I was fucking one sister, who was eating the other sister, whom I had just finished fucking less than an hour ago! 

 My mental circuit breaker tripped ; the sight before me was way, way too hot, and I started cumming like a firehose. I jerked, twitched and sprayed inside Nika so forcefully, I expected my shoes to be the next thing to fly out of my dick. Nika kept tonguing her sister's wet pussy, and started cumming herself, milking more and more semen out of my throbbing cock. When I couldn't cum any more, I crashed down on the bed, landing next to the girls. Nika still had her tongue on Nassia's clit, and Nassia finally orgasmed about the same time as Nika's pussy started oozing cum. If I hadn't just finished cumming, I would have done so again. 

 We all collapsed into a sweaty, panting, slimy pile of arms, legs and wet pussies, with one spent dick thrown in for good measure. When we had regained our senses, we all agreed that a shower was in order. 

 There was no funny business in the shower; we were all too pooped to even think of it. We washed and dried each other, then somehow managed to replace the sweat and cum soaked sheets with clean ones. I took a place on my back in the middle of the King sized bed, with Nassia's head on my left shoulder, and Nika's on my right. My ribs were surrounded by huge, warm, soft breasts on both sides. The girls each had an arm across my chest, and a leg over my hips. I was in heaven. It didn't take long until we were all fast asleep. 

 I woke to an unfamiliar voice. "Vell.... isn't zis interrresting! Nika.... vhat time do you need to be at vorrrk?" 

 Nika stirred, apparently unconcerned. "I go on at ten. Vhat time ees it now?" 

 "Almost nine", the voice said. 

 "Shit! Okay... I'm up!" Nika answered. She kissed me softly on the cheek. "Zhank you for vonderrrful orgasm. I vill be back in few hourrrs. I hope you vill still be herrre." She rolled out of bed. Suddenly, my right side seemed so lonely. There was a void left by the absence of her breasts. 

 "Oh, he vill be herrre. I plan to keep him overrrnight! Maybe longerrr!" Nassia said sleepily. 

 "Nassia.... arrre you going to intrrroduce me?" the voice asked. My eyes opened, trying to focus. There was a blonde standing at the bedroom door. 

 "Baby, meet my sisterrr Ludmila. My olderrr sisterrr," she yawned. 

 I finally was able to see clearly. "Hi, Ludmila," I waved. She looked a little taller, maybe a little slimmer, and.... as hard as it is to believe, maybe a little bustier. Jesus, what do they feed the women in this family? And how many sisters live here? And what did Nika mean when she said she was 'on' at ten? Nassi, you got some 'splainin' to do! 

 "Call me Mila. Ees anyvone hungrrry?" she said. 

 "Da.... Zhank you, Mila," Nassia called. 

 "Nassi, I'm confused. You live here, and Nika lives here," she nodded, "and Mila too?" Another nod. 

 "Ve all live herrre." 

 "Okay, I get that.... What did Nika mean? She's on at ten? What does she do?" I asked. 

 "Nika is dancerrr. Exotic dancerrr," she replied. 

 "Nika is a stripper?" I asked, incredulous.

 "I alvays hated zat terrrm. Nika is dancerrr... I vas dancerrr.... Mila vas dancerrr. Please don't say 'strrripperrr'," Nassia said, an edge to her voice. 

 "I'm sorry, darling. You are right. So you all are, or were, dancers?" I ventured, carefully. Suddenly, her earlier dance for me made sense. She must have been quite popular at the club. 

 "Da. Ees zis problem? Does zis change zhings between us?" There was a quiver in her voice. It might have been anger.... or maybe regret. It needn't be there at all. 

 "Oh, god... No, darling! It doesn't change anything!" I said. "You are the most beautiful, sexy, desirable..... seductive woman I have ever been with. It doesn't matter what you do,... or what you did.... as long as we are together. After all, I hear I am your boyfriend!" I laughed, and she reciprocated, the tension leaving her. Then she kissed me. We were still lip locked when I heard Ludmila. 

 "Oh, zat vas beautiful! So, Nassia ees most beautiful? So I am ze chopped liverrr?" she queried, a playful sarcasm in her tone. Both Nassia and I turned to look at her. 

 Mila was standing in the doorway, holding a tray of snacks. Naked. 

"Mila... you slut!!" she exploded, laughing loudly. I just groaned. Oh god... Not another one! These Russians will be the death of me, but I will die with a smile on my face. I looked at Nassia. She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. I looked back to Mila and patted the vacant right side of the bed. 

 Mila smiled, giggled, and walked quickly over to us. She put the tray on my lap, allowing me a view of her chest. Yep, they are all related alright. She hopped in and pulled the sheet over herself, before snuggling up against me. She paused. "Zis ees okay? You don't mind I prrress against you?" she asked. I laughed, and shook my head. "Good!" she giggled again, settling in. She grabbed a small sandwich from the tray and started nibbling at it, staring at me with her hypnotic blue eyes. 

 Nassia's hand touched my chin, and she turned my head away from Mila. "I am overrr herrre," she whispered, pointing her fingers at her eyes, then at mine. "I am vatching you," she smiled. The last time she was 'watching me' I was fucking Nika with every ounce of my energy. Perhaps a repeat performance could be arranged with the other sister. 

 I was surrounded again by naked breasts, and my cock was beginning to press the tray up. Nassia pressed it back down, laughing as it sprung back when she stopped pushing. She took a sandwich herself, and began to feed me. My arms were around each of the sisters, so I really couldn't reach to feed myself. 

 "Nassia... Mila.... I am leaving now! I be back laterrr!" Nika called. She appeared in the doorway, looking absolutely stunning in tight white sweater and black skirt. "Vell! I zee it not take long forrr me to be rrreplaced! Mila... I vas therrre firrst, you bitch!" she hissed, but then smiled, obviously joking. I began to think this may not be the first time the sisters had shared a man. I only hoped there was enough of me to go around.

 "Ahem....," Nassia said firmly, "..... I vill rrremind you.... BOTH of you..... zat actually, I vas herrre beforrre anyvone. He ees MY boyfrrriend!" She winked at me. Oh god.... I see a foursome with three hot Russian stripp- I mean - dancers... in my immediate future. Death by pussy. How did I ever get so lucky? 

 Nika left, wiggling her hot ass and laughing seductively. "Ve shall zee whose poosy vins!" she said over her shoulder, as she headed out. 

A pussy competition? I thought, wondering what joys awaited me between Mila's thighs. Assuming I get that chance, I reminded myself not to prematurely enumerate my chickens. Just because she was naked... and in bed with me.... and had her big, soft, incredibly beautiful breasts pressed against me.... and that her sister had already shared me once..... and that she was looking at me with a hot, lust filled look in her eyes.... didn't mean I was going to get to fuck her. That's a lot of chickens. 

 Then Mila produced a little blue pill, and offered it to me. Okay.... now that means I am going to get to fuck her. And Nassia. Over and over. 

 Once the pill was safely ingested by me, Mila removed the tray from my lap. She turned to Nassia and asked permission, which was granted. Mila leaned over and brushed her lips against mine, her touch featherlight. Her breath traced over my face, and down my neck. Occasionally, the tip of her tongue would peek out and make contact, equally light. She went back and forth, up and down, teasing and tickling. I was shivering, anticipating her touch. My cock had begun to rise to the occasion. I looked over at Nassia, and her eyes were locked on her sister's technique. 

 The trail of angel kisses worked its way back up to my face. I tried to grab her lips with my own, but she was faster, pulling out of range. We toyed with each other, and every time I tried to catch her, she dodged me. I was so intent on getting a kiss from Mila, that I didn't feel Nassia shift her position, until I felt her lips sliding down the length of my shaft. That got my attention, and I moaned loudly at the sensation. 

 Apparently, that was exactly what Mila was waiting for. Mila pounced on me, jamming her tongue down my throat as she kissed me hard. My arms were now free, so I wrapped them around her, kissing her back with equal ardour. The kiss was incredible ; so hot and passionate, even if it weren't for the added fuel of Nassi's sucking mouth on my cock. Between Nassia's attention and the chemical reinforcement, my shaft was so hard it could have been used to drill for oil. It even looked a little longer and thicker than usual. 

 Mila broke off the kiss and looked at her sister, whose mouth was jammed full of my dick. Nassia was gagging, trying to get me as deep down her throat as possible. Mila reached down and placed her fingers around the shaft, marking the extent of Nassia's lips. 

 "Ees zat ze best you can do?", she said mockingly. 

 Nassia reluctantly pulled her mouth off me, slurping up her excess saliva. She wiped her chin with the back of her hand. "Alrrright Mila.... let's see vhat you can do! ". She carefully placed her own fingers in place of Mila's, staking her claim. 




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Mila smiled, hunched over and took the head of my cock between her lips. Slowly, excruciatingly so, she swallowed me. Her lips grew closer to the mark to beat, then closer still, before Nassia's fingers touched her on the nose. Mila went further, and Nassia knew she was beat. 

 "Shit!" Nassia exclaimed, then turned to me, "She alvays vins! Mila is champion cocksuckerrr," she sighed, and kissed me, climbing out of bed. "I vill be back afterrr she is done vith you!" 

 As if to rub Nassia's nose in it, Mila kept going until her own nose was pressed against my pubes. She took it all! She extended her arms in victory, and hummed 'ta-da'. I grunted. My cock was buried in her throat, and Mila was the first woman ever to accomplish that. It was a unique feeling. She swallowed, and swept her tongue around the underside of my shaft. 

 That's about when I really gave her something to swallow. I assume she felt it coming, because she braced herself, preparing for the torrent of hot cum that blasted down her throat. She was moaning and swallowing, but the vibrations of her moans, and massaging action of her swallows, seemed to make me cum harder and longer. Her eyes bugged out in surprise, but she stuck with it, gulping down everything I sent her. And I sent her a lot. 

 All good things must cum to an end, however. I don't know who was more relieved when I stopped spurting, her or me. I was gasping for breath from exertion, and she was running low on oxygen. She pulled her mouth off me, leaving a trail of saliva and semen in her wake. She flopped back on the bed and wiggled her jaw back and forth. After a few minutes of rest, she lifted her head, looking at my still stony erection, glazed with shiny fluids. 

 "Holy shit.... Vhere you get cock like zhat?" she giggled. 

 "I believe I have always had it. Original equipment." I replied. 

 "Like zees!" she panted, grasping her knockers. I looked from Nassia to Mila and back again, comparing. Nassia rolled her eyes and came over to lay next to her sister, allowing me to see all four remarkable spheres of femininity at once. Mila's areolas were bigger, but other than that, there was nothing to choose between them. 

 "Wow!" I said "all the same size!" 

 "Not qvite...", Mila said, "Nika and I exactly same... 34FF. Nassia is fat! 36FF." As she said it she laughed and tried to protect herself from the fusillade of slaps Nassia sent her way. 

 "Mila has fat ass, much biggerrr than Nika or me!" Nassia retorted with a giggle 

 "Nassia is shortest!" Mila said. 

 "Mila is not naturrral blonde!" Nassia played her trump card. 

 Mila's mouth hung open. She wasn't angry; they had been playing. But she was surprised. "Nassia, just for that, I vill fuck yourrr boyfrrriend unconscious!" 

Wait a minute! How did I get drawn into this catfight? 

 Mila rolled over, straddled me and impaled herself on my chemically enhanced rod. She began to fuck me with demonic vengeance. She fucked me hard and fast. I assume her plan was to wear me out, but the pill she gave me had pretty much assured that if I was still breathing, I would still be hard. I had a feeling that she would run down before I did. 

 "Ooooooooooooooof" she grunted. "Zat ees vone big cock!" Mila was getting more than a little excited. Within a few minutes, she was gasping and grunting loudly. Seconds later she was screeching something unintelligible in Russian and shaking, with her head back and eyes screwed shut. She dropped down on my chest. 

 I rolled us over, then hooked her knees over my forearms, spreading her legs wide. I then stroked her deeply, giving her the same treatment. I watched her tits shimmy on her chest deliciously. Bouncing tits are my very favourite thing in the whole world. I pounded her without remorse for nearly thirty minutes. Mila came three more times before I felt my orgasm nearing. Her pussy was dripping by then. Turns out she and Nika had another similarity ; they both were squirters. She was so wet she her pussy was making slurping noises every time I moved. 

 I gave her another few dozen thrusts before dumping my load into her. A mixture of our juices bubbled up around my still hard cock. I let her legs drop, but she kept them wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeply inside her. She kissed me again, holding my head in her hands. The vengeful energy had left her, replaced by gentleness. 

 "Mmmmm, you good kisserrr. You make me cum harrrd, so you good fuck, too. You love my sisterrr?" she asked quietly, still stroking my hair and looking intently into my eyes. 

This family is just chock full of surprises, I thought. First, all the sisters are gorgeous, built nearly identical. They are all professional dancers, of the exotic kind. They are all firecrackers in the sack. And now, the eldest one is vetting me for her younger sister's affections while we are not only in bed together, but fully engaged in sex. 

 I kissed her back. "Ludmila, you know that Anastasia and I have known each other for several months now, " I began, "and I consider her a good friend. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her. But, we have only been involved for a few days, so maybe it's a little early for love. I will tell you this ; I care for your sister, and would never do anything to hurt her. Is that good enough?"

 Mila smiled, and kissed me. It was a gentle, tender, caring kiss. When she broke away, she was still smiling. "Yes, ees verrry good! I love my sisterrr, and vant best forrr herrr." Her smile took on a playful air. "You do something forrr me?"

 "Of course, Mila," I answered. 

 She lowered her voice and whispered to me. "Prrretend I am Nassia, just forrr few minutes. Make love to me. Please?" 

 Something of a strange request, especially since we had just finished a rather rambunctious fuck, and I still had nine inches of hard cock buried to the hilt in her hot pussy. But then, this whole situation was a bit weird. I half expected Rod Serling to step out any second and say 'consider the following.... A man, involved with one woman, but required to please all her sisters...' Only in the Twilight Zone... or my life with the sisters Kovlenkova! 

 I nodded and kissed her again, this time more passionately, while I began to rock my hips back and forth, grinding against her clit. She moaned approvingly, and thrust her tongue deep into my mouth. I slowly pulled my shaft out, leaving just the tip inside, and held it there. Mila whimpered, begging me to put it back. When I did just that, her whimper became a groan that ended with an "uh-huh". I slowly stroked her, grinding against her, rotating my hips softly to pleasure her sensitive sheath. My eyes were still closed, and we were still engaged in an ardent kiss. Mila's breasts cushioned my chest, feeling very much like Nassia's, and they kissed very much alike, as well. The only difference was the tightness of her vagina. Both were equally juicy, but Nassia fit my shaft like shrink-wrap. 

 I wondered how long I would be able to keep this up. Even with pharmaceutical assistance, I had to be nearly out of gas. I had cum at least four or five times today already, so I figured the next one would probably be the last one. As much as I was enjoying 'making love' to Ludmila, I wanted to finish the day the way I started it.... bringing my darling Anastasia to orgasm. Maybe I did love her, somewhere deep down. 

 Perhaps Mila was also psychic, because she seemed to know what I was thinking. She whispered in my ear. "This is vonderrrful, but you should prrrobably get back to ze rrreal thing. Please, help me cum vone morrre time, zen I give you back to Nassia, okay? "

 I kissed her in response, and began to increase the tempo and power of my strokes. Soon, Mila was panting and moaning as she approached her zenith. "Oh, yes.... You arre so good!.... Da! Just like zat!... Like zat!... Like zaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaat!!!" Her pussy vibrated as she came. 

 I hadn't noticed Nassia standing in the doorway, but a groan from her signalled her own orgasm, and I glanced at her as she shuddered on her fingertips. Her nectar dripped down her thighs. "Zat vas so hot!" Nassia whispered, walking unsteadily over to us. 

 Mila was still breathing hard, recovering. Her face was flushed and sweaty. She smiled at Nassia, and reached up to caress her cheek. 

 "Anastasia.... Zhank you zo much forrr letting me play vith yourrr new toy. He is vonderrrful loverrr. I envy you," she then looked up at me. "You need to let me up now."

 I rolled off, extracting my still stiff dick. A thick coating of our cum shone on my skin. 

 Mila slid out of bed, and took Nassia's hands. They kissed each other, pressing their full breasts against each other. Then Mila turned Nassia back to the bed, and guided her down into the spot that she herself had occupied seconds before. She nodded to me. 

 Somehow, I understood, so I rolled back atop Nassia and prepared to enter her again. We were both well lubricated, so I slid in smoothly. Nassia lifted her legs and locked them around my waist. We looked at each other for a long, long time. Mila knelt beside the bed. 

 "Show herrr zat you carrre about herrr, like you told me you did." Nassia was still staring into my eyes, and she smiled at that. "You two look zo good like zis." With that, Mila left, and we heard the shower start. 

 I looked into Nassia's beautiful grey-green eyes, and kissed her. God, she tasted and felt so good, so perfect. I could definitely fall for her, and perhaps, if I was honest with myself, I already had. I began to give her pussy slow, short strokes, just enough to rub back and forth against her cervix. It also kept the pressure on her clit, and kept the thickest part of my shaft against her g-spot. 

 I was now glad for Mila having given me the pill. It maintained my hardness without requiring a lot of stimulation. Not that I needed a lot of stimulation, because Nassia was soon hissing through her clenched teeth and clawing at my shoulders. Her orgasm was getting closer. 

 "Oh fuck,.... Keep doing zat!.... Yourrr cock feels zo good like zat!" she said, her eyes burning with desire. "I..... cumming...... noooOOOOWWWWW!" she shrieked. I maintained my technique, throwing in the occasional flurry of longer, deeper strokes, before resuming the short, grinding ones. This kept her near her peak, and she came again a few minutes later, in a similarly vocal fashion. 

 Mila was now back in the doorway, watching us. Her hair was wet, and she was wearing a red satin robe exactly like Nika's blue one. She was rolling her stiff nipples and smiling at me. 'Keep going' she mouthed at me. 

 Nassia was now barely crossing back out of orgasm, before cumming again. Her voice was getting a little hoarse from screaming, and it was obviously taking a toll on her. She was soaked in sweat, breathing raggedly, and her eyes were starting to get an unfocused glaze to them. Her pussy was so wet, it made the Pacific look like a desert. 

 For my part, I was still pretty fresh, not having expended that much energy. Certainly not as much as Nassia, who was now cumming again. I must admit, I was getting pretty excited myself. The thought that I was able to give her this much pleasure.... that we were this perfectly matched physically... was a pretty powerful aphrodisiac. I watched Nassia cum yet again, this time barely able to croak her orgasmic moans. 

 Mila was more able to make noise, and she did, cumming on her own fingers while watching us, now from a closer range than the doorway. 

 Nassia was now panting and her head was lolling around loosely. "You.... killing..... me! she managed to get out between gasps. "If you don't cum soon, ve vill haf to stop, orrr I vill die!"

 "You don't want more pleasure, baby?" I teased. 

 She rolled her eyes back. "I nefer zought I vould zay zis.... but.... no! If I cum again, I vill die!" She giggled at the idea. 

 "Okay, sweetheart, I will finish..... but only because you asked me to" I laughed back. Of course, the truth is that I wanted to cum again, and was close myself. I plunged into her deeply a few more times, and pulled out. I raised up on my knees and stroked my cock madly. Mila moved closer, transfixed. Nassia's eyes fluttered open. 

 I have no idea where it came from. Given that it was my sixth load of the day, I would have expected a drop or two to drip out weakly. Maybe it's something to do with the pill, but I thought they just made you hard. Anyway, I was as surprised as anyone. 

 A thick rope of cum shot out forcefully, landing with a wet slap on Nassia's chest, neck, and face. She sputtered in shock. The second shot was nearly identical, just a little wide right, and ended up mostly in her hair and on her breast. 

 Mila was frigging herself feverishly, watching me paint her sister with hot goo. 

 The power level dropped somewhat in the next few shots, but the volume of semen stayed pretty constant, splashing on Nassia's voluptuous breasts. Then it began to decline, and the last few squirts were less voluminous, landing on her stomach. 

 I was done. Spent. Exhausted. My warranty had been voided. I flopped back and slid off the bed, to lay on my back on the floor. I laid there for several minutes. Neither sister made a move to check on me. Then I heard two gently moaning voices from above. I dragged myself up to my knees. 

 Mila and Nassia were sharing a wet, juicy, semen soaked kiss. Mila's hand was scraping the glop from Nassia's belly, then bringing it up to their collective lips, where it was greedily consumed by them. Nassia had her hands on her own breasts, spreading my juices across them. When Mila had finished the cleanup of her sister's stomach, she licked and kissed the glaze from Nassia's face. Then she turned her attention to those magnificently gooey breasts. 

 I was watching them, my mouth hanging open, absolutely gobsmacked. My dick hung limply between my legs, exhausted, otherwise the sight would have had me eager to take part. Nassia saw me looking, and gestured me to her. When I was within range she grasped my wilted noodle and guided it to her mouth, where she licked me clean while I watched Mila nurse on her breasts. 

 Mila eventually was satisfied that Nassi's boobs were clean, and she released the erect nipple from her lips. She smacked her lips and smiled at me. 

 A few minutes later, Nassi and I were in the shower together, washing each other lovingly. There were a few lingering kisses, but we were both wiped out, and took turns holding each other up. We dried each other and shuffled off to the bed. 

 I was nearly asleep, when Mila joined us, pressing behind Nassia. I didn't know Nika had crawled in on the other side of me until morning. 

 I was laying on my right side, with my left arm wrapped over Nika's hip. She had somehow managed to get totally inside my arms, and I had one handful of soft breast while I spooned her. Nassia was similarly pressed against my back, and Mila brought up the rear, moulded to Nassia's back. It was a king size bed, but there was barely enough room for all of us, even in this position. 

 Nika stirred, wiggling her ass against my crotch. Then she stretched a little and tried to roll onto her back. There was definitely not enough room to do that, and she abruptly disappeared from my arms with a thud. I wasn't awake enough to recognize what had happened immediately, but I heard a girlish giggle come from the floor. She sat up and covered her face in embarrassment, continuing to laugh at herself. 

 Nika leaned back onto the bed and kissed me. I opened my bleary eyes and saw her blue peepers, for the second time in two days. At least I knew who it was, this time. 

 "What happened?", I asked, still a little confused. 

 "I fell out of ze bed!" she giggled. "If ve arrre all going to sleep togetherrr like zis, ve need biggerrr bed! I fell out on my ass!" she laughed. 

 "It's such a nice ass. You should treat it better," I mumbled. 

 "Hey, zis ass made almost fourrr hundrrred in tips last night!" She rubbed her butt with her hand, "I have boo-boo on my bum-bum!"

 "Poor baby. Here, let me kiss your boo-boo," I joked. My eyes were closed, so I didn't see her point her pretty ass at me, until it gently touched my nose. That got me to open my eyes. Well, I did say I would kiss her boo-boo... So I did, planting a small kiss on each cheek. She giggled again, quickly spinning around so that her chest was in my face. 

 "I think I hurrrt my boobs, too..." she whispered. I felt it was my duty to play along. I kissed her nipples gently. ".... And I bumped my mouth vhen I fell...." she added. I kissed her lips, enjoying this game. She started to straddle my head. "I zink I hurrrt herrre, too.... "she pointed to her pussy. 

 "Nika.... Forrr goodness sake! If you vant him to lick yourrr poosy, just ask him to lick yourrr poosy!" Nassia said from behind my back. "You making me sick vith zis school girrrl sveetness!" 

 Mila's voice wafted in from further back. "Yeah, Nika... Cut ze innocence crrrap."

 By now, Nika's pretty kitty was mere inches from my face. "You guys arrre no fun...," I touched her clit with the tip of my tongue, ".... at a-a-ALL!" she gasped in surprise. She peeked down at me through her cleavage and grinned. She was perched precariously on her right foot and left knee, not the most comfortable nor stable position for her planned activity. She jerked her head towards the living room, suggesting a place we might be more comfortable. 

 "Nassi, baby?...." I asked quietly, "..... Will you be upset if I take care of your sister?" 

 "Go ahead..... Just don't let me sleep too late. I have appointment in afterrrnoon. Trrry to keep noise down," she said sleepily. 

 "Ooooooooooooooo goody!" Nika said, hopping off the bed and backing toward the doorway. She fondled her own breasts and held them out, offering them to me. She continued to slowly back away, and beckoned me to follow her. 

 I started to roll out of bed. "I need to use the bathroom first, Nika." 

"I vill varm up poosy forrr you," she replied. 

When I reached the living room, I found Nika laying on the dining table. Her ass was on a placemat with her yummy snatch right near the table's edge. She was rubbing her clit in circles and tugging her nipples alternately. 

 "Zo, I hearrr you take good carre of my sisterrrs last night." She saw the confused look on my face and continued "Mila text me. She say it vas beautiful. I vatch you fuck, but she get to zee, and feel, you make love vith Anastasia. You love my sisterrr?"

 "You are the second person to ask me that in two days. The only one who hasn't asked is Nassi. The truth is..... maybe I do love her. I know I have feelings for her, that I care about her. If you are asking if I would ever do anything to hurt your sister? ... the answer to that is no. Never. Is that love? I don't know. Maybe it is." I was still deep in thought, when I noticed Nika smiling at me. 

 "Oh yes. You love herrr. You men, you alvays fall in love fasterrr zhan ve vomen. I underrrstand. As forrr zis... betveen us?.... ees just sex, yes? Forrr fun?" I nodded. "Good. Brrreakfast ees serrrved!" she giggled, doing her best Vanna White hand gesture over her pussy. 

 I sat in the chair and placed her feet on my shoulders. She continued to manipulate her clitoris while I watched from about a foot away. Her pussy was starting to get juicy, and her fingers were making wet little squelching sounds. Small threads of stickiness began to appear on her labia. 

 "Excuse me sirrr..... zis ees not frrree show. Zhere ees admission fee. Eizher you parrrticipate, orrr you pay." Nika threatened in a sexy tone. 

 "I'm afraid I left my wallet in my pants, and I haven't seen my pants since yesterday," I joked, realizing as I said it that it was also true. 




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"Zen I am afrrraid you have no choice," she purred, putting her hand on my head and pulling my face to her damp hole. 

 I pressed my nose against her clit, and flicked my tongue up the length of her vagina. She had been watching me, but when I licked her she dropped her head back, a little too far. I heard a thump, followed by "Owww!" and she began to laugh raucously. She managed to control herself long enough to tell me the story. "So, I go to doctorrr. He takes out forrrm. Tell me miss... how you get concussion? Vell, I vas laying on dining table vith legs open. My sisterrr's boyfrrriend ees licking poosy. I get concussion frrrom his tongue. Cause of injurrry: cunnilingus!" She started laughing again. I couldn't help but join her. 

 After a few more seconds of laughter, I added "Nika... If you aren't going to take this seriously, I will go back to bed. Maybe Mila......." 

 "Don't you darrre!" she cut me off. "I will trrry contrrrol myself!"

 I resumed my tongue bath of her juicy cunt. I would occasionally do something that I was sure would tickle, trying to get her to laugh again. I could feel her tense up, but she managed to stifle her reaction. Unable to goad her into giggling, I decided to get her off. I ditched the tickles and went down on her aggressively. 

 She stopped laughing and started groaning loudly. Her pussy started to ooze honey, and it seemed like the more I licked her clean, the more she secreted. I licked... I sucked... I flicked... I probed... I spread... I slurped... and she squirmed, climbing the mountain, step by step. Her belly quivered with exertion, and her chest heaved as she tried to breath. I flicked her engorged clit one more time. It was like lighting her fuse. 

 She let out a hissing groan... Or maybe it was a groaning hiss... and detonated. Her abs clenched under my hand. She shrieked, louder than even yesterday's impressive orgasm. A burst of warm, sticky, yummy, addictive pussy juice sprayed - literally sprayed - from her vagina. A good portion went directly down my throat, delightedly, I might add. By the time she had squirted her total volume, Nika's honey was dripping from my chin.... my hand.... my nose.... the table.... the potted plant behind me.... and Nika was unconscious on the table. There was a slick of her lubricant on my neck, shoulder and chest. A big gob of thickened goo was dripping out of her pulsating opening. It headed south, running between the cheeks of her ass. 

 Even though she had squirted on me yesterday, I was still stunned at the prodigious output of her orgasm. I extricated myself from between her thighs, and wandered back into the bedroom. Nassia was still asleep, but Mila was conscious. She saw the fluids on my face and hair, and she burst out laughing. 

 "I zee you have met ourrr little geyserrr!" she giggled." Nika has done zat to me as vell! I sqvirrrt.... she sprrrays! Arre you okay? You look little... "

 "..... Stunned?" I said, finishing her sentence. She giggled again. "Yeah, you could say that. I think we're going to need a mop and bucket to clean up after her. She's passed out on the table." I filed away the information that Mila had 'experienced' Nika's unique orgasms in much the same way I just did. 

 I went into the bathroom to clean up. When I came back out, Mila was sitting in a chair beside the table, gently stroking Nika's hair and cooing quietly in her ear. 

 "You must be verrry good poosy lickerrr.... Even forrr Nika, zis ees big orrrgasm. She ees rrreally out." Mila looked at me, and batted her eyes. "Maybe you lick me, next time?" My dick, which was, up until now, surprisingly dormant, began to wake. 

 I laughed. "Are you sure you want to risk it? My tongue is registered as a lethal weapon." 

 Nika began to stir. Mila stroked her hair again. Nika's eyes fluttered, then opened, and she smiled. 

 "Ooooooooooooooo boy!" she whispered, then she looked at me and giggled. "YOU stay avay frrrom me! Firrrst, you give me concussion.... zen you trrry kill me! Yourrr tongue verrry dangerrrous!"

 "See...." I said to Mila, ".... I told you. Lethal weapon!" I stuck my tongue out at her. 

 Mila laughed. "Prrromises, prrromises" she added. Her eyes dropped to my cock, at half mast and rising. She licked her lips subconsciously. I saw it, and it increased the speed of the erection process. "Ze monsterrr ees avake!" 

 Nika, who was by now back on her feet, began to mockingly run around the room, like she was being pursued by godzilla. Mila soon joined in, and the two of them bounced and giggled, until I cornered them. They held each other, cheeks and breasts mashed together, a look of terror on their faces. 

I like this family, I thought, they are fun. I took a few monster-like steps in their direction. 

 "Zere ees only vone zhing to do...." Mila said, dropping to her knees, "... I vill distrrract him. You save yourrr self!" She turned and inhaled my cock. 

 "No!...." Nika yelled, pulling Mila's mouth off me by her hair, "... I vill distract him,.... YOU save yourrr self! " Then Nika gobbled down my shaft. 

 They went back and forth like this for a while, each one 'volunteering for the suicide mission' repeatedly. It was getting pretty raucous, and loud. They were yelling and laughing. Then there was the slurping sounds, and a round of bitch slaps. 

 That's when Nassia walked in the room. "Now, now, kids..... I asked you to keep noise down. If you cannot play vith yourrr toys togezherrr peacefully, I vill take it avay!"

 Nika and Mila looked at each other, pointed their fingers and screeched "she starrrted it" in near perfect unison. That brought the house down. 

 "I don't carrre who starrrted it..." Nassia said as she grabbed me by the dick and led me back to the bedroom, "..... I vill finish it!" She closed the door, and pushed me onto the bed. 

 "Do you guys always get along this well? ", I asked as she crawled on top of me. 

 "Guys?" she queried, cupping her magnificent FFs questioningly. 

 "My apologies, ma'am. Is it always this much fun around here?" I rephrased. 

 "Vell, like all sisterrrs, ve have ourrr 'moments', but ve do get along prrretty vell. Ve sharrre clothes, rrrent, beds on occasion..... "she blushed at that revelation,"..... and sometimes men. But you...." she added, patting my chest, "..... arre firrrst to stay overrrnight. Ve like hafing you herrre." She paused, then corrected, "I like hafing you herrre." She bent and softly pressed her lips to mine, and we kissed in a very tender and gentle way for about a minute. "I haf qvestion to ask you...."

 "Anything, my darling," I replied. 

 " 'Darrrling'.... I like zat", she said smiling and rubbing her cheek against my hand. "I vant to ask if.... if..... if you vould like to stay herrre vith us.... vith me.... forrr a vhile?" 

 "I think that's a wonderful idea". I kissed her again, and this time when she kissed back, I could feel the change. There was now a connection. I rolled us over. 

 I reached down and eased my shaft into her wet folds, gently pressing home until I was fully sheathed. We began to rock against each other in a gentle, caring rhythm. This time, we were making Love, with a capital 'L'. When Nassia had her first orgasm, I felt her shudder in my arms, and she let out a little gasp, but the screaming theatrics were no longer necessary. I knew I was pleasing her, and that pleased me. 

 Nassia had just quaked through her fourth climax when there was a quiet knock on the door. "Come in," she croaked, trying to control her breathing. 

 Nika came in. "Sorrry, sorrry.... I just need my clothes," she paused. "Mila vas rrright. It ees beautiful," she said, watching us. 

 Nassia shuddered again, and her body tensed under me. A long hiss of breath escaped her lips. "Oh my god.... zis ees best ever!" Nika started to leave when Nassia called after her. "Nika, vill you please do me favourrr? Please get my phone and call Linda. Tell herrr I may be few minutes late." She smiled up at me and flexed her muscular pussy around my cock. "You vill please cum vith me? I vant to feel you cum inside me." 

 I nodded again. I didn't really need to do anything different. I had been holding back the flood for several minutes now. I worked her pussy for a few more minutes, and could feel her tension rising. 

 Nassia was breathing hard. Sweat soaked hair was glued to her forehead, and her eyes were ablaze. "Almost zhere...." she panted, ".... cumming.... now!"

 I really didn't need the narrative. I could feel her quiver and knew it was time. I gave her three more quick strokes and released into her. She smiled, breathing hard as she shuddered again. We rested there in the afterglow, kissing and petting each other. Then she had to leave me, to take her shower, and go to her appointment.

 Nika heard the shower, and came in to cuddle with me. Even though I wasn't alone, and had a nearly identical body pressing her fabulous, soft flesh against me, I still felt somehow lonely. I had just shared my soul with Nassia, and part of it left with her. Nika had her head on my chest, and was gently tickling my stomach. "I need to zhank you for earrrlierrr. You rrreally do vonderrrful zhings vith yourrr tongue. And I need tell you somzhing you alrrready know: you arrre in love vith my sisterrr. I could tell vhen I vatch you make love. A voman knows zees zhings. I am happy forrr both of you. Also a little jealous. I know ve can nefer be togezher like you arrre vith Anastasia, but ve still be 'frrriends vith benefits', yes?"

 "Of course, Nika. As long as your sister doesn't mind," I answered. 

 "Goody!", she giggled, "now, I need nap after you nearrrly kill me vith tongue. Ees okay I sleep herrre?"

 "Yes, Nika. Have a good sleep." I wasn't far behind her. 

 I don't know how long we were asleep. When I woke, I was bookended again, with Mila having taken a place opposite Nika. Mila looked at me mischievously. "You zink yourrr tongue is avake?" she raised her eyebrows. "You zay it vas my turrrn next." I smiled back at her. I did say that, didn't I? 

 Mila laid back and spread her legs. I followed up on that promise, chowing down on Mila's pussy for almost an hour, during which she had five orgasms before she cried uncle. She didn't pass out, but I think I could have got her if she had waited a few more minutes. Now I had two women napping with me. Nassia came home and saw me still in bed with her sisters. 

 "Hello, Darrrling" she chirped happily. "Did you vearrr zhem out? 

 "Well, Nika has been out since you left. Mila was foolish enough to challenge me and my killer tongue," I said. Mila raised her hand and moaned weakly. 

 "Vell, I am glad you still herrre," she said as she kissed me. 

 "I don't think I had a choice, unless I wanted to leave naked. I haven't seen my clothes since yesterday. Are you holding them hostage?" I joked. 

 "Aha! You haf discoverrred ourrr plan to keep you herrre, and keep you as ourrr sex slave," she laughed. 

 "Oh, help!... Please save me!" I said in a voice completely lacking in sincerity. 

 "I zink Nika put zhem in ze closet," Nassia giggled in response. 

 "That's fine. They can stay there. I can always claim Stockholm Syndrome. Now, someone in this house is a little overdressed. Any idea who that might be?" I asked. 

 Nassia put her finger to her lips, as though contemplating the question. She grabbed the sheet and slowly dragged it down, revealing the three naked bodies beneath it. Both Nika and Mila stirred and moaned grumpily, trying to cover up again. 

"Zat vould be me!" she giggled, beginning to disrobe. By the time her clothes were off, she had identified a problem. There was no room at the Inn. 

 "I have an idea", I said scooting out from between the sleeping beauties. 

 It must have been comical to watch Nassia and I moving furniture in the nude. We moved the dressing table out, and moved the two single beds from the other bedrooms into the master bedroom. We placed one on either side of the King, creating a giant bed with plenty of room for all of us. It's a good thing it was a very large bedroom, because the bed was now about twelve feet wide. 

 Nassia and I stood there looking at her unconscious sisters. We contemplated joining them in bed, but decided against it. 

 "I think I vant go out tonight. Ve haf dinnerrr, and maybe movie? " Nassia suggested. 

 It sounded like a great idea to me. I hadn't had a shower yet today, so I headed in that direction. I was rummaging through the bathroom drawers and came across something that piqued my curiosity. I went to talk to Nassia about it. 

 "Nassi, honey...." I began. She turned and saw the device dangling from my finger, then turned away, blushing. ".... Yours?" I asked. There were two egg shaped objects, connected by a tether. One egg was a little smaller and narrower than the other. I had a feeling I knew what it was, and where it went. 

 "Umm, yes.... ees mine. I haf not used in qvite long time," she added. 

 I didn't say anything. I simply nodded and smiled at her, then headed back for my shower. While I was in there, both Nika and Mila joined me, and informed me that they would be accompanying us for our evening out. Finding myself surrounded by two pairs of soft, soapy, sexy.... voluptuous, incredible breasts was having an effect on me. The girls knew it, and took advantage of that fact. 

 I soon found myself buried deep in Nika's cunt. She was wedged into the corner of the shower, with one leg up over my arm, demonstrating her dancer's flexibility. Mila was rubbing her wet orbs into my back and reaching around me to fondle Nika's breasts, while I fucked Nika hard. 

 A few minutes later, after Nika had squealed through an orgasm, I bent Mila over and was slamming her from behind. The warm water cascading over us made getting a grip on her challenging, and we almost ended up in a pile more than once. Still, I was able to get Mila off. The girls then took positions kneeling before me, and alternated oral pleasuring of my cock. 

 Mila was the mouth of choice when I came, much to the disappointment of Nika, who pouted like a petulant child until she realized that Mila hadn't swallowed. The horny Russian sisters swapped my cum back and forth while kissing each other. My cock, which had drooped, tried to rise again at the erotic show being played out before my eyes. I rinsed myself and exited. As I dried myself, I watched Nika move between Mila's legs and begin to tongue her oldest sister's pussy. 

 I dressed for dinner, such as it was, in the only outfit I had here. I made a mental note to swing past my place to get some more clothes. Soon after, the girls were out of the shower, and I decided to watch some TV in the living room. I reminded myself to be patient, since I was waiting for not one, but three women to dress for an evening out. 

 It was actually quite entertaining, watching all three women appear and disappear, in various stages of undress. I saw some very nice bras, thongs and stockings parade past me, and several times was asked my opinion about which sexy garments to wear. Like it mattered ; any or all of these gorgeous creatures would have made a garbage bag look hot, given the sumptuous curves they all possessed. 

 Things were quiet for a few minutes, and then Nassia appeared, looking scrumptious in a LBFMD (that's Little Black Fuck Me Dress, for those who haven't been educated by their women) and six inch heels. Her huge tits looked incredible in the neckline of the dress. Her hair was impeccable, as was her makeup. She smiled at me and smoothed the dress down her thighs. My mouth was hanging open again. 

 "I vould ask you how you like it, but I can see it meets vith yourrr apprrroval," Nassia giggled. She knew she was hot, and didn't mind letting the rest of the world know. 

 I never even had a chance to close my mouth over Nassia's appearance, before Mila joined her. Holy shit! Mila's minidress was royal blue, shiny, and skin tight. It matched her eyes, and went perfectly with her blonde hair, which was styled off to one side. Her bangs hung sexily over her eyes. The dress also featured a deep V neckline, putting Mila's big melons on display. 

 Not to be outdone, Nika took her place at Nassia's side, wearing a mind-boggling burgundy dress that was really more like a wrap skirt and single shoulder wrap top, joined at one side by a small strip of fabric. It exposed her cleavage and bare midriff spectacularly. She was as beautifully made up as her sisters, with her hair left to hang loosely around her shoulders. 

 I looked at the three of them, awestruck. My cock was stiff as a board. Given that they had all been professional cock teasers at some point, I should have expected something like this, but it still took my breath away. They were all smiling at me, looking like sex incarnate. 

 "We better get out of here before I do something,.... Like rip all your clothes off and jump the three of you!" I said quietly, trying to adjust my crotch for comfort. All three of them giggled girlishly, but it was Nassia who commented. 

 "I zink I can speak for my sisterrrs when I zay, ve look forrrwarrrd to taking you up on zat, laterrr!" she said, looking me straight in the eyes. 

 We left, and I let the girls take the lead down the hall. My motive was nothing as chivalrous as 'ladies first'... I just wanted to watch all three fantastic asses wiggle seductively in front of me, and they all knew it, making sure to give me a show. When we got to the elevator, Nassia fished something out of her purse, and gave it to me. 

 "Forrr you," she said, and winked. She saw the confused look on my face, and added, "you vill figurrre it out." It was a small electronic device, with an on / off switch, two L.E.D. displays and two adjustment controls. I put it in my pocket. 

 We all piled into Nassia's Mercedes. Since she knew where we were going, Nassia was driving. Mila had shotgun, and I was in the back with Nika. 

 As we were on our way, I retrieved the small device from my pocket, and tried to determine its use. It looked like a remote control of some sort. I flicked on the power. The displays both lit up, each one showing '0'. The adjustment controls were toggles, so I pressed the top right one. The display shot up to '6'.

 In the front seat, Nassia's hands suddenly gripped the steering wheel tighter and she moaned loudly. "Jesus! Not vhile I am drrriving, please!! Turrrn it off! Turrrn it off!!!" she begged. 

 Nika had been gazing out the side window when she heard Nassia's outburst. She turned and saw the device in my hand, quickly flicking the power off. Nassia visibly relaxed, and she moved the rear view mirror so that she could see me. At first her eyes were angry, but she saw the contrition on my face, and they quickly softened. 

 "I'm sorry, baby.... I didn't know," I apologized. 

 Mila and Nika were howling with laughter as Nassia, exhaled and reset her mirror. 

 Nika patted my hand. "Ees rrremote contrrrol for vibrrratorrr," she giggled. 

 "Yeah, I get that," I replied. "Now!" 

 She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Bottom control ees forrr anal vibe. Ees my favourite." It suddenly occurred to me that we were talking about the double egg thing I had found in the bathroom drawer. I knew it was a vibrator. I even suspected it was an insertable vibrator. But I never figured it was a remote controlled, dual hole vibrator. I must have rekindled Nassia's interest in it. 

 We arrived at the restaurant. I felt like Hugh Hefner himself, walking in surrounded by these three busty goddesses. We certainly turned every male head in the place, and more than a few of the female ones, too. The waitress, who was no slouch in the boob department herself, seated us and immediately left the vicinity. She didn't want to invite comparison. 




Union of Soviet Sisters Remarkable



We all ordered seafood, of different varieties, and drinks. The waitress almost looked apologetic for her mere D cups, and her own snug dress. When she left to place our orders I turned to Nassia, who was sitting to my right at the round table. 

 "Nassi, honey....?" I began. 

 "Yes, Darrrling?" she answered, giggling. 

 "We are no longer driving...." I finished. I had surreptitiously taken the remote from my pocket. I pressed the top control up to 3.

 Nassia stopped laughing. She clutched the edge of the table and stared at me. She blinked twice, trying to stifle a moan. When I bumped the lower control to 3 as well, the moan won the battle. She regained control of herself and exhaled gently, smiling at me. 

 Mila was smiling, too, knowing what her sister was feeling. Nika was a little less constrained, giggling openly at Nassia's 'discomfort'. I pocketed the remote. I didn't know what the settings were like, but figured level 3 would give her a buzz, if you pardon the pun. 

 Dinner went off without a hitch. The conversation was great, and other than a few slightly glazed looks and a few pauses in her speech, you would never have known Nassia had two vibrators actively stimulating both her vagina and ass. Once dessert was done, she looked at me, her eyes pleading. I relented, pulling out the device and powering it off. She relaxed, then gestured me closer before whispering in my ear. 

 "Zhank you. Zhank you forrr turning it on.... zhank you forrr being kind and not torrrturrre me..... and zhank you for turrrning off beforrre I scrrream," she giggled, "Ve vould nefer be able to come back herrre if I haf scrrreaming orrrgasm in middle of rrrestaurrrant." 

 "Or... maybe they would have given us a discount!" I laughed. She kissed me. 

 "Vell, I just hope I don't haf vet spot on my drrress. I am soaked," she whispered.

 We left the restaurant and walked up to street to the theatre. Nika walked ahead and got us a deal on our tickets by flirting with the box office guy. If it had been me, I would have let her in for nothing. She looked absolutely smoking in that dress of hers, and the parts of her that weren't in the dress looked even better. Then she teamed up with Mila to get us free popcorn in a similar fashion. Life with hot women can be profitable. 

 Nassia led us in to the theatre and we found a spot in the middle. Mila and Nika looked at each other, silently arguing, before they both held up three fingers. They slapped that hand against the other palm in a one-two-three count. Nika's rock smashed Mila's scissors, so she got to sit next to me, opposite Nassia. Then Nassia gestured Mila over to her side. 

 "I vant people I love on both sides of me, since I am cerrrtain zat you vill be using yourrr new toy," she giggled, almost daring me. 

 The movie started, and the girls started dipping into the popcorn, which had found a central location in my lap. Occasionally, they would 'accidentally' miss the bucket, and get some of my crotch instead. 

 I pressed the lower control on the remote, and immediately felt Nassia tense up as the vibrator in her ass came to life. She turned to me and kissed me. 

 "Morrre....." she whispered. I bumped up the intensity. "Mmmm, morrre!" I complied again. "Zats nice, rrright zherrre," she said, kissing me again and grabbing my cock. Nika's hand was already there. 

 About a half hour later, Nassia asked for more again. This time, I activated the other vibe, rolling it up to about the same level. She gasped and gripped my left hand, which was around her shoulder. She placed it on her breast and pressed her hand over mine. I could feel her shivering, and it had nothing to do with the temperature. 

 Nika leaned over and whispered something to me. I flipped the remote over, and saw the little switch on the back. She nodded. I flipped the switch. 

 Nassia tensed up and grunted. Nika leaned over again. "Makes it go like vaves, up and down rrrandom. Feels rrreally good, especially vhen both go up at same time. Alvays makes me cum," she whispered, taking her right hand to get some popcorn. Her left hand stayed on my cock. 

 "Nika... I know I've only known you a little over a day, but I think a stiff breeze would make you cum. You slut!" I whispered back. 

 She giggled and nodded. "Zee, who says men can't underrrstand vomen? You figurrred me out alrrready!" 

 Nassia was desperately trying to control her breathing as her orgasm ramped up. The waves of vibratory pleasure ebbed and flowed, and she peaked. She breathed sharply through her nose and shook, pressing my hand harder on her breast. The hand she had in my lap gripped my thigh so hard it almost hurt. I kissed her on the forehead. 

 "Stop?" I asked. She just shook her head emphatically and looked at me wildly. About five minutes later, her body quivered again, and she shook her head again. 

 Nika leaned in again. "I can smell herrr. She must be verrry, verrry vet. She's making me horrrny." Her left hand began to tug down on my zipper, trying to free my hard dick. 

 Nassia came again, this time nodding at my unspoken question. I turned off the vibrators, and she wilted against my shoulder. 

 "Oh, boy!" she exhaled softly. 

 Nika had freed my cock and was giving me a slow hand job under cover of the popcorn bucket. I looked over at Mila and she winked back. She pressed her tongue against her cheek and mimed a blowjob, then smiled and licked her lips. 

 Before long, the movie ended and the credits began to roll. Time to put my dick away, hopefully without being seen. I noticed that Mila and Nassia were talking about something. Nassia looked at me and smiled, then nodded to Mila. Something was afoot. 

 When we moved out of our row and got to the aisle, I stepped aside to let all the ladies go ahead of me. As we exited the theatre, Mila, who was right in front of me, grabbed my hand and pulled me out of line, and dragged me toward the restrooms. She stopped in front of the men's and turned to me. 

 "Nassia got to cum vith vibratorrr, and Nika got to play vith yourrr cock. I get to svallow yourrr load," she said with a certain amount of pride." Go see if coast is clearrr." 

Aha... the old blowjob in the stall routine. Got it. I peeked around the corner. No one using the urinals....a couple of stalls empty, including the corner one. I popped back out and grabbed Mila, and we quickly made our way to the corner stall. Mila tiptoed so no one would hear her high heels clicking on the tile. 

 Once we were safely behind the locked door, Mila gave me the 'shhh' signal and undid my pants. Sitting on the toilet seat, she extracted my cock, and began to suck on it. I was rock hard within seconds. Mila pumped my shaft gently, and smiled a lascivious smile. She stood up and turned her back lifting the snug fabric of her dress over her sexy rump. There was a distinct lack of panties to be found. 

 "Please.... Just vone qvick vone," she whispered, flexing her firm ass at me. 

 Have you ever tried to fuck silently? It's a lot harder than you might think. It's not just a matter of muffling moans. Sex is surprisingly noisy. It's wet. Things bump and slap against other things. But, it's worth a try. 

 I stepped behind her and slipped into her juicy snatch, slowly. Mila arched her back and mouthed 'wow', or more correctly, 'vow'. I slipped back and forth, gently reaming her pussy. If only the muzak was a little louder, I could have given her a proper shagging. As it was every little wet slurp from her sex seemed to echo in my ears. Fortunately, the prospect of getting caught was having a heightening effect on both our excitement levels. 

 I am tall enough to see over the dividers in most public washrooms, and this one was no exception. I suddenly realized that all the stall doors were open, except ours, and I couldn't see anyone at the urinals. I decided it was time to go for it. 

 I slammed Mila hard. It came as a surprise to her, and she let out a little squeal of delight. I gave her about twenty good, hard ones, and she reached orgasm. Her head was thrown back, and she almost stifled her orgasmic groan. She looked back at me through her blonde bangs, her blue eyes damp with passion. I pulled out of her pussy and she resumed her sitting position. 

 "Zhank you..... You magnificent fucking bastarrrd!" she breathed quietly before she inhaled my shaft again. She took me all the way down her throat and looked up into my eyes as she slowly bobbed her head. No question about it, Mila gave the best head of the three sisters. Hell... She gave the best head ever, in my experience. I couldn't help myself. I put one hand on her head and pumped my shaft between her lips a few times, giving her a little face fuck. It was enough to put me over the top. My cock twitched and blasted rope after rope of warm semen down her throat. She took every drop effortlessly, and when I had stopped squirting, she pulled back and licked the dregs clean. Then she smiled and stood, smoothing down her skirt. I stuffed my now soft dick back into my pants, and opened the stall door. 

 Mila walked out, pausing to check her face in the mirror, Satisfied there were no drops of renegade semen, and that her lipstick was presentable,.... and that her hair was still in that 'fuck me' hairdo... and that her gigantic rack was suitably displayed.... 

 That's when the other guy walked in to take a piss. He saw Mila first, and assumed he was in the wrong restroom. Then he saw me a few steps behind her, and the urinals along the wall, and knew he wasn't. I could see him doing the math in his head. He still wasn't sure until Mila turned and sauntered past him, giving him a wink as she did. As I followed her out, he reached out and stopped me. 

 "Way to go!" he said quietly, and shook his head. I smiled and nodded, then left quickly. 

 I caught up with the girls in the lobby, where they were giggling and whispering in Russian. Nassia saw me coming and opened her arms to me. "Arrre you rrready to go home now, superrr stud?" she said, smiling brightly. 

 "Nope," I replied, "but I am ready to back to our home." Nassia smiled even brighter when she heard that, and planted a huge kiss on my lips. In fact, she was still kissing me when that guy came out of the bathroom. I saw him as he stopped in his tracks. You could almost see him thinking..... Wait a minute.... He was in here with the big boobed blonde.... Now he's kissing a redhead.... and she has huge tits too. And who's the brunette? She's smoking hot... What's with this guy? 

 I put one arm around Nassia, and the other around Nika. Mila blew the guy's mind by turning as we left and giving him a wave. 

 We walked back to the car, then drove back to the apartment. After we had parked and made it into the elevator, Nika slipped her hand into my pocket and came out with the remote. She flipped the power on and ramped both vibes up to maximum. I'm sure the entire building heard Nassia shriek. 

 "Oh fuck!! Oh, you fucking bitch, Nika! Vy suka! Oh my god!!" Nassia screamed. Her legs buckled, and she grabbed at me for support. By now, the elevator door had opened, and Nika was skipping off down the hallway, holding the remote high and laughing an evil little laugh. Nassia paused as we left the elevator and reached up under her skirt. She probed for a few seconds, battling the sensations rocketing through her ass and pussy. Finally she let out a moan and came out with the vibrators draped over her cum soaked fingers. They were buzzing loudly, the sound reverberating in the quiet hallway. "Sometimes, my sisterrr can be such a child."

 I retrieved the remote once we were inside the apartment, and turned the eggs off. Nassia was playfully slapping Nika in retaliation, and Mila was blowing me a kiss from the bedroom door, beckoning me to her. Apparently, the restroom quicky did little to quench her thirst. I left Nassia and Nika to work out their differences and followed Mila. 

 Mila was waiting for me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. We kissed gently for a few minutes. 

 "Ahem... vas zhere somevone herrre zat said sonezhing about rrripping all ourrr clothes off and jumping us?" Nassia asked from the doorway. I looked over at her, and Nika, and back at Mila who was still in my arms. All three of them had the same look in their eyes, like hungry lionesses watching their next meal. Me. 

 "Oh my god.... I'm going to die!" I laughed. "Does the condemned man get a last meal?" I added ironically, since we just had a great meal. 

 Nika laughed and lifted her skirt. "I have meal forrr you rrright herrre!"

 Nassia stepped forward. "Darrrling.... fearrr not. Ve love ourrr sex slave. Ve nefer kill you.... but ve vill vearrr you out!" she said with a serious look on her face. Finally, she cracked, breaking out in roaring laughter. Once she lost it, the others did too, and we were all laughing when we gathered in a group kiss. 

 Mila turned to me and asked "Vould you like little blue frrriend? " I nodded. If I was going to satisfy all three of these sex goddesses, I was going to need a little help. We were moving it up a notch ; I had fucked all three girls individually, and as parts of three-ways, but never a foursome. I was suddenly very aware of being vastly outnumbered. Mila was back with the pill, and I took it quickly. 

 The ladies formed a line at the foot of the bed, and spaced out one arms length from each other. I decided to undress them in alphabetical order, starting with Anastasia. I stepped behind her and kissed her neck, making her moan, and ran my hands over her breasts. While still kissing her neck, I reached up and unzipped her dress , pushing it off her shoulders. The prominent curves of her breasts held the dress up, so I ran my hands down over her chest. Once the dress was claimed by gravity, I brought my hands up to cup her bra-covered boobs. She had on a very sexy black bra, with lace at the top edge of each cup. The lace barely covered her stiff nipples, leaving the upper curves of her areolas visible. I kneaded and massaged her tits through the bra, much to her delight. With the bra clasp dispatched, it joined her dress around her ankles. I made her leave her sexy heels on. 

 Moving on to L in the alphabet, I attacked Ludmila in a similar fashion, gnawing on her neck while undressing her as well. Her bra was also black, but satin, and once it was off, I moved around in front and feasted on her breasts. I sucked her nipples hard, and apparently she liked it, judging by her groans of reinforcement. I left her heels on as well. 

 Veronika stood patiently while I undressed her older sisters. When it was her turn, she just giggled at me as I circled her, looking for the zipper. There wasn't one. I caressed her exposed skin, making her shiver. Goosebumps popped up all over her. I knew from experience that there would be two really big goosebumps on her breasts. Sure enough, when I fondled her tits, her nips were at the hat rack stage, I figured out the top half of her dress, managing to unwrap it. As I had thought, she was gloriously braless under it. That accounted for the hot jiggle her every step had caused. Little wonder I had been having a hard time keeping my eyes off her. 

 Having figured out the top half, the bottom of the dress was soon unwrapped as well, leaving Nika as naked as her sisters. I moved them together. 

My god, what a picture this would make! Six huge, perfect breasts... three damp, shaved pussies... three absolutely delectable asses... three sets of long shapely legs.... and of course three beautiful faces. Playboy could do an entire issue on this family! 

 "Okay, Darrrling.... Ve arrre naked. It ees ourrr turrrn now!" Nassia said, just before the three of them attacked me. Six hands caressed me, tugging at and removing items of clothing. Three sets of lips kissed me here, there and everywhere. Breasts pressed against me from all sides. Then the lips began to concentrate their attention on one particular area. They collectively sucked and kissed my hard dick. 

 Nassia pulled away and turned her back to me. She bent over and wiggled her ass at me. "Please baby...." she groaned, ".... I need you". 

 I reluctantly moved away from Mila and Nika, taking my place behind Nassia. Her pussy was open like an orchid, and literally dripping wet. Little rivulets of her sweet nectar trickled down her thighs. I placed the head of my cock at her entrance an pushed. Her goo squirted out as my shaft filled her. 

 "Nnnnnnnnuuuuuhhhhnnnn!" she grunted as I reached bottom. "Oh fuck, that's nice baby......but I vas hoping you could fuck my ass! Ze vibrator made me crrrave cock in ass." I giggled and retracted my pole, placing it over her snug rosebud. She looked at me over her shoulder. "Be gentle vith me, sveetie. You arrre by farrr biggest everrr!"

 I pressed in, feeling the resistance of her sphincter. She pressed back, so I just held my position, and let her take control. She rocked back and forth a little, until the head of my cock slipped through. Nassia let out a gasp, and so did Nika, who was watching from right beside my hip.. "Zat looks so fucking hot", she whispered. It felt like someone had wrapped a tight elastic band around my cock, just below the head. Except, of course, that elastic bands don't ripple with excitement, which is what Nassia's asshole was doing. She pressed back again, and the muscles of her ass resisted. Then she relaxed, and half my shaft slid smoothly home. Her ass stretched obscenely around my very thick cock. 

 Nassia groaned. Actually, it was more like a stifled, guttural scream of pain and pleasure. She hissed something urgent in Russian, then moaned and rambled on, also in Russian. Nika gave me the translation. "Hold still vhile she gets used to it. She likes your giant cock in her ass. I guess ve arrre going to haf to teach you Russian."

 "So this is the latest from Rosetta Stone? I believe I am well motivated to learn!" I laughed. Nika did too, and Nassia as well. When Nassia stopped, her ass relaxed and she slid back further, nearly fully engulfing my dick. 

 I hadn't noticed that Mila had left the room until she returned, carrying a long toolbox. My curiosity was piqued, but I had a major distraction. 

 Nassia was shrieking, shaking and cursing in Russian. Her ass was trying to break my dick off. Finally she glanced at me. "Motherrrfuckerrr!" she hissed. "I zhought yourrr cock vas big in my poosy! It feels tvice as big in ass! Fuck! Ees zo fucking good!" She pushed back again, and the last inch disappeared up her rectum. "Ohhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss! Now fuck me!! Fuck me!! Fuck me hard like whore!!"

 I had a conflict with that one. I found it difficult to think of her that way. The feelings I had developed for her had begun to crystallize. I had begun to accept the fact that I loved her, and thus, treating her like a whore was just.... wrong. I reconciled that conflict with her requests for pleasure, and started to thrust into her ass. Nassia began to cum almost immediately, screaming unintelligibly and whipping her hair around. I grabbed a handful of her red locks and tugged, increasing Nassia's volume level exponentially. 

 "Oh god, yes! Fuck my ass! Pull my hairrr! Yourrr motherrrfucking cock fills my ass zo full! Keep fucking me!" she screeched, cumming again. Pussy juice was now running down her legs, and dripping from the distended, pouting lips of her cunt. 

 I noticed that Mila was watching us, pounding a big rubber dildo into her gooey pussy. Nika was similarly involved, but she was beginning to stuff a big double-headed dildo into herself. It was about three feet long, and while I watched her, she crammed it home until only about two feet remained. Nassia gasped something in Russian, and Nika quickly got to her feet, the rubber appendage hanging loosely between her legs. She went to the open tool box, or rather, toy box, and came out with a thick vibrator. 




Union of Soviet Sisters Remarkable



Nika turned it on, and approached me. She saw the look of concern on my face. "For Nassia's poosy", she clarified. She crouched down between my legs. I paused with my cock almost fully removed from Nassia's ass, and watched Nika lift my balls out of the way. She inserted the vibe into Nassia's pussy all the way. I could see one sister, who had two feet of rubber dick sticking out of her own cunt, shoving a vibrator into her sister's cunt, while my cock stretched the second sister's asshole to the breaking point. To say it was a highly erotic sight would be the dictionary definition of 'understatement'. 

 I drove my cock back into her ass hard, feeling the vibrator buzz against my shaft through the intervening tissue. It was an incredible sensation. Nassia must have enjoyed it too, because her voice was getting hoarse from her constant screaming. It took on an even sexier tone. She was now having one long orgasm, her pussy and ass spasming in glee. I kept fucking her ass hard, really starting to enjoy the feel of her tightness. That's when Nika stuck her finger in myass. 

 It was a surprise, to be sure. I'd had other women do it, but usually while they were blowing me, not mid-fuck. It set me off. I came hard. Nassia collapsed onto the bed while I was filling her ass with semen. She landed in a crumpled heap, breathing heavily, but otherwise lifeless. I tried not to crush her, but my cock was still spewing into her, so my motor skills were compromised. Eventually, I was able to climb off her, extracting my still fully hard cock from her abused little asshole. Nika appeared with a warm cloth and wiped my shaft clean. She was still walking around with the giant rubber schlong swinging between her legs, looking like some kind of bizarre transsexual with massive hooters. 

 Together, we rolled Nassia's limp body onto her side. Mila moved over and began to lick my cum out of her younger sister's ass, while still fucking herself with the dildo. I looked at my unconscious darling and smiled. Then I saw Nika. 

 She was on all fours, or rather, all three. One hand was sawing the giant rubber dildo in and out of her pussy. Because of the length of the dildo, it looked like she was jerking herself off, which I suppose, she was in a way. "You vant fuck my ass now? To comparrre?" 

Why yes, you delectably depraved Russian slut... I don't mind if I do, I thought. Like a comparative shopper, I mentally tallied the selling points of each girls rump. As Nassia had said, Mila's ass was the biggest, but by no means big. She had a little more meat to her bottom, and had a near perfect heart shape to her glutes. In contrast, Nika had the most athletic ass, so tight and firm. It made sense, with her being the active dancer of the group. I was sliding my cock into that tight, athletic ass now. Perhaps Nika engaged in more anal sex than Nassia ; she had confessed a fondness for anal stimulation earlier, and her ass seemed more willing to accept my shaft. I looked over at Nassia, whose ass was a beautiful mix of those of her sisters. 

 Mila had finished eating my load out of Nassi's ass. She was now inserting the egg vibes into her pussy and ass. She turned it on with the remote, and came to stand by me while I fucked Nika. Mila took control of the double dildo, and started to fuck her little sister's cunt vigorously. She urged me on with a hand on my butt. Nika was getting DP'ed furiously, and enjoying every second of it. I grabbed her hair with one hand, using it like reigns on a horse. My other hand reached around to grab her fabulous breasts, which were swinging freely as Mila and I pounded her holes. Speaking of breasts, Mila had hers rubbing against my back, and was whispering in my ear. 

 "Zat's it... Fuck Nika's hot little ass..... Shove yourrr big, harrrd cock all ze vay up herrr shit hole .... Make herrr cum like you did Anastasia..... Fuck herrr until she passes out again.... So ve can fuck like rrrabbits. I vant yourrr cock next." She urged me on with her hand on my ass again. Then she reached around and slapped Nika's ass. 

 Nika had been squealing, cumming frequently, as was her style. Now her head shot up. "Ohhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss! Harder! Slap my ass harder, vhile you fuck my ass!" 

 Okay, you got it. I released her tits and smacked her rump hard. She grunted and nodded "Again!" she screeched, grunting as she came. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Nika shook and tensed up. Her ass grabbing my intruder like it had fingers. Then she dropped, melting into a puddle of sexy flesh, yanking her ass off my cock, and her pussy off the dildo, in the process. Two Russians down, one to go. 

 Mila and I placed Nika next to Nassia, snuggling them together like spoons before covering them with a sheet. We looked at the sleeping angels, and then Mila grabbed my head and jammed her tongue down my throat. I scooped her up and placed her in the middle of the bed. She still had her sexy heels on, and the egg vibes tether was barely visible between her pussy and ass as I moved my face near her twat. Mila reached for the remote, but I beat her to it. 

 "I think I will take that, thank you", I said. For a second, her expression was disappointment, then worry, before settling on excitement and lust. She laid back and spread her legs wide, then wider, then wider still. She obviously retained much of the flexibility from her dancing days. Mila held her legs fully extended, grasping them by her sexy ankles. She levered her legs into a full split while I watched. I was stunned by both her flexibility and her sexuality. Her smooth pussy was gapped open a little. I could see her ass quivering around the vibrating egg, and her pussy was similarly clutching and twitching at the egg that assaulted her g-spot. 

 I leaned over and kissed her yummy snatch. The vibrators were stimulating her holes, but her hot little love button was being left out. And in this position, it was really, really OUT there, standing proudly on display, begging for attention. I gave it some. I licked the exposed pink bud gently, and simultaneously flicked the switch on the vibrator remote control, putting it into random wave mode. 

 Mila gasped, and grunted like she was trying to pass a bowling ball. Her head arched back. The muscles under the smooth skin of her belly quivered and rippled as the pleasurable sensations overwhelmed her. Her orgasm approached rapidly. I sucked her clit fiercely for several seconds, and both vibrators synchronised their peak stimulation. Mila shrieked as she came. A small jet of pussy juice squirted from between her engorged lips, and her pussy clenched so tight it physically expelled the vibrating egg from within it. 

 I was both relieved and disappointed that my penis hadn't been inside her for that orgasm. Disappointed because I would have liked to feel her cum, and relieved that I didn't have my dick in a vise. 

 Satisfied that the vibrator had done its job, I turned it off and very gently tugged the second egg out of her ass. Mila relaxed, at least until I licked her from bottom to top, and back to the bottom. Her bottom. Actually, the bottom of her bottom. I licked her puckered little asshole, and she groaned, twisting her body. I stayed between her legs for a few more minutes, grazing on yummy pussy juice and teasing her clit. Even though I was still hard, I had needed a break, but now, break time was over. Fuck time was starting. 

 I moved up and positioned myself to enter her. She was still recovering from a big orgasm, and breathing a bit raggedly. Her eyes met mine through her bangs. As much as I loved Nassia's eyes, I could see why Mila had 'gone blonde', because her ice blue eyes through that hair were about as sexy as anything I had ever seen. 

 "Now, my dear Ludmila,....." I began,".... how would you like it?"

 "Vhat arrre my options?" she asked, playing coy. 

 "Ass or pussy?" I asked in return. 

 "Poosy please," she said quietly. 

 "Position of choice?" I ventured again. 

 "I like zis vone," she replied, wiggling her hips and planting a kiss on my lips. 

 "Very good," I confirmed, sliding my hips forward and slipping my penis halfway in. Mila gasped. "Last question : gentle, normal, hard,.... or F.B.O.?" I asked as I kissed her back. I saw the look of confusion on her face. 

 "Zat depends," she whispered, "... on vhat F.B.O. means?" 

 I drove my shaft home. Mila grunted. "Fuck Brains Out!" I growled. Her mouth opened, and she took a few sharp breaths like she was doing a Lamaze class. I held my pressure against her pudenda, staring into her eyes. Her pussy quivered slightly, then her head slammed back on the bed. 

 "Nggggghhhaaaohhhhhfuuuuck!" she moaned. I let her regain her composure. She took a deep breath and placed her order. 

 "I zhink gentle, please,.... vith F.B.O. for dessert!"

 "Yes, ma'am!" I began a slow rhythm of short strokes into her juicy cunt, while she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my lips to hers. We kissed with a gentle passion, while I slowly reamed her pussy, for the better part of thirty minutes. I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye. It was Nassia, awake and watching us. Mila's eyes were closed, so she couldn't see her sister give me the 'shhh' signal, and smile at us. 

 Mila's hands caressed me softly. She traced her fingertips from my neck to my ass and back up. Our tongues wrestled sensuously. Her breathing started to pick up intensity, and she moaned into my mouth as she shuddered through an orgasm. I gave her a few longer, harder thrusts, just to break the pattern, then reverted to the gentle rhythm again. 

 She felt so good in my arms. If I hadn't already been in love with her sister, I could have really gone for Ludmila . Of course, the same could also have been said about Veronika. The fact that all the girls were equally 'buoyant' played a part in this feeling. They were all fabulous fucks, and I have already mentioned my love of big tits. So why was sex with Nassia a soulful experience, while the same act with her sisters was not? Don't get me wrong ; Mila and Nika were on the top of a very short list of most exciting women ever to share my bed, and like I said, they were fabulous fucks, energetic and incredibly arousing. But Nassia was more. What makes two people fall in love with each other? If only there was an answer for that one. 

 Nassia was still watching me make love to her sister. There was love in her eyes, and I was ecstatic that at least some of it was directed my way. Mila shuddered again, and her breath came out in a quivering hiss. Her lips lunged up at me, trying to swallow my tongue, and her hands moved to my ass, spurring me faster. I picked up the pace and the depth of my movements. The feel of her massive breasts moving against my chest, like waves of lust breaking on the shore, made my loins burn. She broke away from my lips, breathing hard. 

 "F........ B.......... O!" she managed to grunt between breaths. 

 I put the hammer down, and started to pound her cunt like I didn't like her very much. I slammed her remorselessly, and her eyes rolled back in her head. She shrieked, arched her back, and clawed at my ass. 

 "Bol'she! Mne nuzhno bol'she!", she screamed, and I realized that I really did need to learn some Russian if I was going to maintain a relationship with these women. I looked over at Nassia, puzzled, and she gestured at me to continue. 

 "She wants more," Nassia mouthed silently. 

More she will get, I thought, and increased the ferocity of my thrusting. She came again, with suitably loud Russian commentary, and then again a few minutes later. I was altering the speed of my strokes, but not the depth. I fucked her with the full length of my cock, which was awash in a sea of creamy pussy froth. I was running out of gas gradually, and hoped I would be able to finish her off before I expired. I lifted my upper body clear of her bouncing tits and had a look at her, trying to gauge her needs. 

 Sweat soaked her brow, neck and delightfully mobile chest. Her sexy blonde tresses were a mess, truly fucked up. Her head was angled back, and her kissable lips were parted in a silent scream. Mila's eyes were screwed shut in ecstasy, and a pink flush covered her from her forehead to her waist. Even an idiot could see she was enjoying herself. 

 I watched her breasts move with fluid grace across her chest, and felt the cum rise in my balls. A few more strokes, and I let loose. 

 Mila's eyes shot open when she felt the first spasm race up my shaft and rocket into her pussy. That sensation pushed her over the top again. Her eyes rolled back again and we began to alternately squeeze and shoot. I really filled her up with goo. 

 She was a train wreck. Sweat glistened on her body. Her breathing was coming in ragged, rasping gasps. I lifted her arm from the bed, and it dropped limply back down. She was out. 

 I looked over at Nassia, and she shook her head. "I zee you haf claimed anotherrr victim!" she laughed. I shrugged. I looked down to where my cock remained buried in Mila's pussy. Cum froth oozed wetly out of her. Nassia saw where I was looking, and hopped out of bed, racing to the bathroom. She returned seconds later with a washcloth and a towel, and we managed to keep the bulk of my load off the sheets when I pulled out. It was a whole lot of cum. Nassia lovingly wiped her older sister's ravaged pussy clean. We tucked her in beside Nika, then we turned out all the lights and snuggled into the bed together. 

 It had been quite a day or two. I had gone from fuck buddy to boyfriend to in love with Anastasia. All of that, combined with multiple couplings with Nika and Mila, had turned my life into a blur of hot, spectacularly endowed Russian women. 

 I had the one I wanted in my arms now, though. Nassia put her head on my shoulder and fell asleep soon after, but I had many deep thoughts to sort through. It took me a little longer, but I slept well. 

 When I woke, the sun was just peeking over the horizon. Nika had moved over and joined Anastasia and I, taking her place on my right. Mila was still where we left her. I turned as far as I could, and kissed Anastasia gently, to be greeted a few seconds later with a moan, a tongue, and a smile. 

 "Good morrrning, Darrrling," she purred, rubbing her hand on my chest. 

 "Good morning, my love," I said quietly. Her eyes opened wide when I said it, and she smiled incandescently. 

 "Please zay again. I like it."

 "I Love You, Anastasia," I confirmed. Her breath quickened, and she batted her eyelashes at me. I had gone from pet name to statement of fact. "I Love You."

 For a second that seemed like a year, I thought I had made a crucial error. Did she not feel the same way? Had I moved too fast? Funny how society had changed to point where you could fuck someone and it was okay, but emotional involvement would be the deal-breaker. My mind was racing. 

 "I Love You, too," she finally replied with a kiss. "I zhink I promote you frrrom boyfrrriend to...." 

 ".... Fiancé?" I suggested. Oh boy, this is going fast, but I can no longer imagine my life without her in it,I thought. 

 "Da.... fiancé." Anastasia kissed me again, this time lingering, and running her hand up the back of my neck. 

 I felt something warm and wet on the right side of my chest. When Anastasia broke the kiss, I turned to look at Nika. Her vibrant blue eyes were wet, and tears trailed down from them. She was smiling. She had been privy to our admissions of love, awake despite her appearance of sleep. She wiggled up and kissed me, then Nassia, and whispered "Congrrratulations." She wiped her eyes and moved away, snuggling her oldest sister. 

 I suddenly realized that I had gained a fiancé, and lost two bed mates. The girls obviously had an agreement. Sharing partners ended when emotions threatened to get complicated. 

 I moved in with the sisters about a month later, and a few months after that, Anastasia and I got our own place. Part of me missed having access to Nika and Mila, but exclusive involvement with Nassia was worth the loss, as she became an even bigger hellion in bed, as hard as that is to believe. 

 We set the date for our wedding, planning a simple ceremony with a few friends and family. I know I wasn't supposed to see it, but Anastasia's 'wedding dress', a green geometric print, was spectacular. It was quite conservative in length, but far from formal in front. Her breasts were going to be quite enticing in it. 

 One day, I came home from the office to find a note from Nassia on the kitchen counter. "Enjoy" was all it said, and was signed with a kiss-print. To say it was ambiguous is putting it mildly. Enjoy what? While I pondered that question, I decided to change my clothes. 

 I walked through the door into the bedroom and stopped. 

 Waiting for me on the bed was a bachelor party present from Nassia. Actually, there were two of them, both with big red ribbons across their magnificent busts. Nika and Mila were otherwise naked and smiling at me. 

 This time, I was the one that passed out, as the two sisters fucked and sucked me into oblivion. 

 God, I Love my wife! 



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