The following story is true. The names of Yana and Irina have not been changed because they are not innocent. My name has been changed. I'm not exactly innocent either, but call it poetic license.
I have been living and working in Russia for some 6 years. During this time I have had sex with probably hundreds of young Russian girls. I love fucking Russian girls... well, okay, I love fucking any girls but when in Rome.... Or Russia.... You get the idea. But this narrative concerns one particular evening not so long ago. Yana and Irina. They are sisters. Real, 100% sisters.
I met Yana almost five years ago. Early 20's, tall, blonde(sic), slender, great breasts, and beautiful, with a "slavic" look to her features. Normally, the girls I was seeing were cute, most with nice young, thin, hard bodies, but Yana was more than cute, she was gorgeous.
And that was just the beginning, as they say. Because, as I found out that night, Yana loves sex.
She loved having her pussy eaten, her clit licked, her nipples played with.... She loved sucking my cock and swallowing the cum. She stayed the whole night with me that first time we met during which we fucked several times. She came and came and came... the juices pouring from her like an open tap, her pale white body blushing deep red in waves with her shaking body.
Yana loves sex.
After that first time, I saw her fairly often, While she had a normal job at a local bank. I always gave her money. She needed it, as many in that part of Russia do the because of the low pay and high prices for the modern western lifestyle. She also occasionally needed money for school or when she was subsequently between jobs.
Yana was also bi-sexual. On one memorable evening several years ago, we had "seduced" her best friend who was initially resistant to the idea but most of a bottle of wine later, was naked in my bed, Yana's head between her thighs driving her to orgasm after orgasm.
That evening has fed my fantasies ever since. I can still close my eyes and see them both facing each other, my cock between them as the kissed deeply and explored each other's pussy's with the fingers..... Pausing only to play and suck my cock until I could hold off no longer and exploded in Yana's talented mouth.
Did I mention Yana likes sex?
There was a long period in recent years when we met only rarely. I was involved emotionally with someone and so was she. She actually got married during this period but we never lost contact.
But more than anything else, Yana needed sex. She seems to love my cock, bless her. She had married an older guy (40's.. okay, much younger than me) and I suppose she loved him in her own way but did not like the infrequent sex they have or his, apparently, diminutive cock.
She was most desperate for sex during the last few months of her pregnancy when I heard from her for the first time in a quite a while.
She looked beautiful when she came in my door, big and glowing as only a pregnant woman can. Her already large breasts had grown huge with the pregnancy. She lamented to me later that she had not had sex for many months and her husband, even with his little cock, did not seem to want her in her "condition".
Oh but I did. It had been many, many years since I had sex with a pregnant woman. After helping her off with her coat, I held her from behind, nibbling on her neck which always drove her crazy.
As big and awkward as she was, she damn near raped me, not that I was resisting. With hardly another word, she dragged me to the bedroom. Sitting awkwardly on the bed, she yanked open my belt, pulled my jeans down, and began sucking my already hard cock, glistening with pre-cum from the moment I had first seen her at my door.
Fucking was not real easy in her condition, we finally ended up in a spoon position, as I slowly and gently fucked her from behind as she played with her clit. Yana was never shy about playing with herself. She always made sure she came as many times as she could when we were together even it meant taking things into her own hands.
And so it was that evening to the point I was growing mildly concerned we were going to be joined by a new born as she shuddered to climax after climax. But those thoughts were lost as I came hard inside her...
Oh yes, Yana likes sex.
We resumed our meetings as soon she had recovered from the birth of her baby son. Sometimes there were tearful meetings about her husband running off on holiday without her and the baby or some similar marital problem. But the meetings always ended up with us fucking and sucking up a storm, her husband long forgotten. It was not uncommon, during those next few months for me to end up covered in the too sweet milk of her swollen. nursing breasts...
And so it has been for the last year or so. Yana's friend had left town but I was always asking her about setting something up with another woman again. But life with the husband and baby limiting her social opportunities, she had not been able to find or even think of another woman for us.
Then, about three months ago, I received a rather strange text message from her on my phone.
Communicating with Yana was always exciting as my Russian skills are limited and Yana's little bit of English was strictly oral (now are we surprised?). But with the help of my computer and dictionary, I was able to piece together the following message:
"Do you want to meet with my sister and me?"
I had only met Irina on one occasion some two years earlier. She could not be called beautiful or maybe even cute. But she had only recently turned 18 at the time and she flat turned me on. She had the same full soft lips as Yana but was a shorter, dark haired version of her older sister. But she also had a great body, breasts well formed on her smaller, hard bodied frame.
Yana had been very insistent I was to stay away from her sister because of her age and.. well... because it was her sister. On that occasion, we left her sister drinking my wine while Yana went about satiating herself on my cock in my bedroom.
But the memory of that great young hard body, quickly rushed through me head.
"Of course!" I replied.
"She needs money." Yana texted back to me.
"Not a problem." I replied. My ex-pat life style afforded me the ability to taste the world, so to speak.
"She needs much money."
I was suddenly growing a little concerned.... I usually "helped" Yana with $50-$100 when we met, with more on the rare occasions when her needs required it. Yana had long been my friend, not my whore, and I took care of her. But...
"How much?" I answered.
There was a long pause before the message appeared on my phone.
"20,000 rubles." I was stunned... This is something like $800 which is way out of my comfort range, at least for sex with "friends".
"Yana! Too much! Maybe for many meetings, okay?"
"No... only one meeting... "