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I couldn’t believe she was saying this. My gosh, I could smell her there. I looked at her, immediately touching her shoulder.

“Are you sure, I mean, I could get us some tea and stuff— “

“No, I want this. You’re a sweet man, taking me in like that. I mean, it’s the least I could do, plus I could tell that you like me as well,” she replied, lightly caressing my face. She touched the stubble, my dark brown hair that lightly curled due to the snow outside. I couldn’t stop looking at her and smelling her delicious scent.

“If that’s what you’d like, I can show you a great time,” I said.

I felt like a virgin about to do it for the first time. I was so nervous, and yet, this woman seemed to want me to do this. She immediately moved closer our lips just barely touching one another’s. I lightly breathed against her, looking at her in the eyes.

“Are you sure that you want this?” I inquired.

“I didn’t stutter,” she said, her voice laced with lust and need.

I didn’t need a second answer. I soon pressed my lips to her own, giving into the desires within me. This seemed to be exactly what she wanted, for she simply deepened the kiss, and I immediately fell under her spell. I didn’t even know what to do next, besides kiss her back with a need that must be quelled. But this woman was perfect so perfect I didn’t want to let this go, and I could tell she was as into me as I was her.

I did want to take it slow tonight, simply because I was in shock this Russian model wanted to do this. I mean, I barely knew her, but there was just something about that delectable body that made me want more. I couldn’t stop. I needed this, and I knew that she needed it as well.





Chapter Two

The kiss shared between us was something of another world. She was the perfect kisser, and she quickly took the initiative, pressing her lips hard to my own. God her lips were so full, and I could practically taste the strawberries on her. I didn’t even know what else I could even do besides let her lips dance against my own, her tongue doing the same. She then pushed me down, immediately moving her tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth, and she seemed to let out a soft giggle that was really cute. She immediately teased my tongue against her own, causing me to groan against there, feeling her tongue seem to explore every single inch of me. She then moved down, pressing her lips down to my neck, and that’s when I felt it. I immediately gave into her, letting out a low, guttural grown as she lightly touched my neck with her soft lips. This woman was tantalizing, and when she touched my neck with her soft lips, licking the area with her tongue, I was putty in her hands. The plush nature of the bearskin rug was dreamlike.

I wanted to do it on the bearskin rug for a long time. It was a sort of dream of mine. Now that I could, I felt like a new person, that I was about to finally fulfill what it was that I wanted. I felt her move her body so that she was on top of me, undoing the shirt that I had on. I sat up, helping her and tossing it to the side.

“You want this, don’t you?” she said.

“Yes,” I breathed. I wanted to be more of a gentleman, but the way her hands seemed to snake up against my body, touching me there, made me moan.

Of course, I didn’t want this to be just for myself. I wanted to give her something as well. I pushed her down, flipping our positions, and we kissed again. She left warm, languid touches of her lips and tongue against my neck once more, and I could smell that strawberry scent.

“God you smell so nice,” I said to her.

“Thank you. It’s a lotion I put on,” she replied in my ear.

I could hear the sound of the wind outside, and then, I moved back a bit. I turned on the fireplace, the crackling of the fire enveloping the room. I also turned on the stereo, a light jazz filling the room. It was then when I got back down on the rug, cuddling her beautiful Russian body and then moving my lips down. She had on a cream sweater, some black leggings and a little black skirt. I started peeling each of them off, revealing the black bra and panties underneath.

She was more beautiful than I imagined. I began to move my lips down her body, trailing sweet kisses until I got to the edge of her breasts. I slipped her bra off without any second thoughts, revealing her luscious orbs. They were huge, perfect, and my gosh, more amazing than anything I imagined. I lightly touched them, pinching them, and that’s when I heard it.

It was the most angelic cry ever. I pinched them again, and I noticed that she particularly loved me touching and squeezing them a bit harder. I moved my lips over to the tip of them, lightly kissing them and watching as she cries out, arching her back and emitting the most delicious moans. While my hand and lips went to work, I moved my hands down to the heat between her legs, touching there before slipping in. She was sopping wet, which was perfect, and I began to move my hands in and out of her with small, languid strokes the combination of all of this was causing her to let out delicious sounds, and just hearing that, with the sounds of the fire and the music in the background made this the perfect moment.

I missed this. This was the first time in a long time I got to hear something like this. I loved it, and the smell of the strawberries combined with the womanly scent emitting from her drove me insane. I could feel my cock just ready for her, and when I pulled back, she looked at me.

“Make love to me,” she said.

I didn’t have to be told twice. I pulled my pants off, tossing them and the boxers I had on to the side. I slipped off her panties, causing her to let out a small giggle at how soft it felt with her backside against the rug. I pushed myself into her, holding her as my cock invaded her tight pussy.

God, she was tight, tighter than anything I’ve had, and it felt so good. The feeling of her pussy just taking me, letting me sink in, was intoxicating. I slid in and out of her softly, pushing myself deep into her. She started to moan, a heavy sound that had a few Russian words interjected into there. I don’t know what she was saying, but it made me want to go faster, take her even more, and go rougher with this.

I wasted no time. I began to thrust in and out, my motion almost erratic in a sense. She clung to me, holding me there as she cried out with every single motion. I began to shiver, feeling the tightness of her body, and I knew I wouldn’t last long. It had been quite a long time. I moved my hands to her nipples as I moved my hips, pinching them hard.

It was then when I felt it. She cried out, kissing me hard as she arched her back, tightening against me. I could feel my cock being smothered by this wet heat, and I absolutely loved it. I came hard inside f her, feeling my release push in deeply. She seemed to want it, so I stayed like that.

After a brief moment, she then pulled away, looking at me with a smile.

“That was…amazing,” she said.

She gave me a kiss, and we cuddled there for a long time, and I could just feel the calmness of it all. I wanted more, and I didn’t want her to leave. I placed a warm mink blanket over our bodies, the creamy whiteness perfectly matching the blanket. It was so warm, and I could tell that this was going to be an amazing night.





Chapter Two

That night, we spent most of the night cuddling and holding one another. I did make her some tea, and I could tell she enjoyed it. the tea wafted through the air, an intoxicating scent that I enjoyed. She seemed just as happy as I was about this.

“You were amazing,” she said.

“Thank you. It’s been a long time. My wife never was that passionate. At least, from what I remember,” I said.

“What happened?” she asked.

“She cheated on me. Slept with another man while I was traveling. It’s been a while since our divorce, but I feel happier now that I have you,” I said.

“I do as well. Thank you for your hospitality. I do appreciate it,” she said.

“Not a problem Svetlana. It’s nice to have some company,” I said to her.

The two of us cuddled, and that’s when she looked at me.

“Could you…read me a story? I’d love to hear a good, American story,” she said.

I blushed. I didn’t have much, but there was one that I picked up. I went over to the bedroom, grasping the erotic anthology I bought in an adult store as a joke. I never thought that I would actually use it.

“Have a seat,” he said.

We stayed on the couch, both of us laying there with the mink blanket. I popped open the book, and that’s when I started to read.

It was a short, sexy story about a woman masturbating in front of her lover. The crackle of the fireplace died, and I could start to see her eyes close. But not before I saw a telltale smirk on her face, something that screamed she had other plans for me. She then started to pass out, her breathing growing even as I finished the book. I looked at her, touching her gorgeous blonde hair. I grasped the remote, turning off the stereo, and soon, I cuddled up next to her naked body. Little did I know though, that I would wake up to something even more amazing than I expected.

The first thing I heard, was moaning. I felt my eyes start to flutter and there was an even, moaning sound that filtered through the room. I had no idea just what it was. I started to open my eyes, and the moaning started to become more familiar. That’s when I looked down on the bearskin rug.

Somehow, in between when we went to bed that night and now, Svetlana took a shower, and I could see her in a pair of teal lingerie. It hugged her curves even more amazingly than I expected, but that wasn’t what I was paying much attention to.