Continuing my story of what happened after the Berlin Wall fell and I was sent to Eastern Europe... Please vote (especially if you want to give me 5 stars!)
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Damn, Danica was just as hot as her sister, Natalya, AND she spoke perfect English. The Berlin Wall had fallen a few months ago and I had been sent from our head office in London to this grim, post-communist country to head up our East-European operation after losing an office-politics battle. I had just fucked Natalya but I still looked frankly at Danica. So, shoot me, I am a red-blooded male. Like her sister, Danica had light brown hair, a round face with clear blue eyes, a cute nose, full rosy red lips. Travelling down, Danica too had a big chest and a slim waist. Both sisters stood at about 5'6". 'How old are you?' I asked.
'Twenty,' she replied. I nodded. She was the younger sister. Natalya looked to be a few years older than her.
'Please sit down,' I said, gesturing to the chair and sitting down myself. When we had both sat down, I continued the conversation. 'How come you speak perfect English?'
Danica looked at her sister and smiled fondly. 'Natalya helped,' she said.
I was puzzled because I knew that Natalya didn't speak English. 'How?'
'Our mother died when we were young and my father was a soldier and away for much of the time. Natalya raised me. She worked wherever she could and spent all the money she earned for my education. I wanted to be a UN translator.' Her eyes filled with tears. 'I learnt English and German, but I am still stuck.'
'Oh, why are you stuck?'
'My father died and we were sent to live with our uncle. He is an alcoholic and steals whatever money we earn so he can stay drunk. It was lucky that Natalya found this place because she can live here away from him. You must understand sir about our country. After the fall of communism, the whole structure of society has disintegrated. Most older men lost their jobs and took to drink. Oligarchs have looted the country. There are no jobs for anyone. Life is hard.'
I nodded. I had gathered as much, just by looking at the city. 'You have good qualifications though. What do you do?'
She gave a short laugh. 'There are many girls like me. I work in a pork pie factory, stuffing sausage meat into pastry. I hate the job.' She shuddered. Natalya put a hand on her shoulder, looking concerned. Danica spoke to her rapidly in their mother tongue and Natalya nodded and pressed her shoulder. Their love for each other was clear to see. Natalya moved behind my chair and started pressing my shoulders. I was embarrassed.
Danica smiled. 'I know that you are having sex with Natalya. My sister and I don't have any secrets and you don't have to feel awkward about it. You forced yourself on Natalya a little bit but that's okay. She likes you.'
I twisted back to look at Natalya and reached up to touch her cheek. She smiled and I turned back to face her sister. 'Why don't you leave your uncle?'
Danica shook her head. 'The money I earn from the pork pie factory is a pittance. Natalya sends me money but our uncle takes it all. He says it is to pay for my rent and food. I would love to leave but I cannot afford it.'
I looked at her for a second and made a decision. 'What if I said that you could live here?'
Her eyes widened. 'Really?' she asked hopefully.
'I will want to sleep with you. As well as with Natalya. Are you both okay with that?'
Danica turned to her sister and spoke to her urgently. Soon they were laughing and squealing and both of them jumped into my arms, kissing me on one cheek each. I laughed and stood up, feeling one firm ass in each hand. My cock was a steel rod and I had to adjust myself to avoid being crippled. 'Come with me,' I said, walking to the living room. I sat on the sofa and pointed to a spot a couple of feet in front of me. 'Stand there... and strip.'
Danica spoke to Natalya and they both started unbuttoning their shirts. They kept an eye on each other and synchronised their movements. First the top button of their shirts came off, then the next and then the one after that. I sat back and watched as their busts were exposed to my lecherous eyes. Natalya was wearing a plain white bra while Danica had a more adventurous lacy-frilled yellow bra with red polka dots on it. Then they pulled their shirts wide, exposing their flat, toned midriffs. Then the shirts came off and they stood in front of me, in their skirts and bras. Danica said something and Natalya looked at me and blushed. Then they turned towards each other and stepped forwards until their boobs squashed against each other. Danica put her arms round Natalya's neck and kissed her. Natalya looked startled, then leant into her sister and they kissed as their bodies writhed against each other. Fuck, I thought. This was sexy beyond belief.