Nataliya seemed to understand him pretty well, and a whisper or two from her sister brought a smile with two amazing dimples to her creamy face.
"Oh, and I have an idea. Perhaps as you play grand lady, your sister can be your lady's maid and take away your garments as they are removed ...? Is this OK?"
Nataliya had a sweet smile as she shyly nodded her head. Her twin stood in front of her and unbuttoned the top buttons on her soft, filmy blouse. She spread the fabric so Nataliya's long graceful neck was exposed. Natasiya gently cupped the soft hair that fell on her sister's shoulders and lifted it so more of that fine neck was exposed. Natasiya nodded to Simon.
"She will like very much you kiss just the place where her hair touch her neck, "Chy ne tak, Nalyu?
"
Nataliya nodded and then gave a tiny moan as Simon's lips touched the delicate tendrils at the top of her spine.
"I know she feels this in her neeples and maybe even way down in her poosie. Funny, the nerves, yes?"
Simon stood behind his subject and lightly placed his hands on her waist; slowly kissing his way down the ridge of the ivory back as Natasiya draped the blouse lower and lower. Where his warm breath touched her, tiny goosebumps scattered across her skin.
"Kees behind her ears. Yes, like that. You see she likes it so much and I can tell, looking from here, her neeples is so tight. They must almost hurt,
xiba tse ne pravda, Nalyu??
A tiny moan.
"She says 'yes'. Halp her pliz. Pop that styoopid bra and take her titties in you hot hands and squiz them good.
Yes, she likes. Squiz them hard, Oh, yes. Her face says this is so good. Is OK to peench the neeples, yes Nalyu? She says, 'pliz yes.' I can tell her poosie is almost ready. But maybe first, I take off her skirt and you can bite her ass. No, she will like that.
Ty zh lyubysh, shchob vin kusav tebe za dupu, chy ne tak, Nalyu?
Look at her face. She says 'of cyourse.'"
As the fabric dropped away Simon was amazed at the two gleaming eggs of her ass that met above a small hollow with sassy curling blonde hair peeking out. He hated to mar that pristine expanse of white with love bites, but Natasiya reached around and gave it a slap leaving a clear red palm print.
"You bite it now. She needs it. You need it, right, Nalyu?"
This time the naked twin shook her head and peered at him over her shoulder with a puffy lower lip.
"You do not love this, Nalyu? I love this so much. Each time we make love my boyfriend sleps my bottom until it is red. I lov thees. I come so good because I am so hot. So?"
"Ni, ya lyublyu nizhne. I like soft. But you can bite just leetle." Nataliya whispered, looking over her shoulder at Simon.
"It's your party." Simon told his sweet subject, raising his eyebrows at her sister. Was he right? Natasiya had taken a seat on the end of the bed after dragging pretty lace dainties off her sister. Peeking around Nataliya as he gently kissed her pale, smooth hips, now and again pulling some tender flesh into his mouth, never really biting hard, he could see that the clothed twin Natasiya was getting hot. Her pale cheeks had strong patches of color and her upper lip was shiny, and her eyes had that moist 'fuck me' look that every man and lots of lesbians can't wait to see. Both twins were beginning to breath harder. It was a beautiful, the ripples of the delicate ribs under that ivory skin.
Simon had to turn Nalya around because his mouth was aching for her nipples. He was rewarded with the sight of two beautiful cones ending in thick puffy areolas and chubby nipples. They were a deep pink.
Perhaps he was too quick because Nalya gave a deep moan and clasped both her hands on the back of his head as he swallowed most of her right breast. He wasn't rough with it, but he needed to feel the firmness of her nipple on the back of his tongue. He needed to pull it deep into his mouth and pull it slowly out against the strength of his suction. Then he needed to pop it wet into the air and watch the tiny nubs form around the nipple as the cool air touched them. He was a little cruel. He blew cool air on them and watched as they pulled even tighter.
But he clapped a warm palm on that one and gave his attention to the other. Which one was the one she really needed sucked? The one that triggered that release below, triggered that itch inside that asked to be scratched? Ah, yes, Lefty it was; as Nataliya clamped his head to her chest and rubbed the inside of one knee hard against him, her hips just beginning a slow rocking. Her legs were also beginning to shake.
Hmm, maybe it was time.
Natasiya had gone quiet, and this was because perhaps she had gotten just a little busy herself. She was now sitting against the headboard a couple of pillows behind her. Her own blouse was unbuttoned to the navel and her knees akimbo. Simon thought he glimpsed pale blue lace peeking out from under one of the pillows. A couple of fingers were invisible inside her blouse and her other hand was hidden in the folds of her skirt.
She patted the bed in front of her. "Come sit, Nalyu and let the man do his work. I theenk maybe you know he can do what you need. Be comfortable. Put your head in my lep."
Nataliya took her sister's suggestion, crawling onto the bed, giving her sister a kiss that was a bit more than sisterly, and then stretching out with her head framed by the folds of her twin's colorful skirt.
"Are you warm enough?" Simon thought naked Nataliya appeared vulnerable with her pale limbs with just a tinge of yellow where her soft folds surrounded her deep lavender vulva with its tuft of blonde curls.
Nataliya gave a radiant smile. "I am good and warm, warm and good. And I know if my neeples gets cold Nasti will cover them nice."
Natasiya agreed. "I will do this. Now pliz do what you do. She is aching for your talented tong."
Simon lay on the bed and placed a warm hand on each of Nataliya's thighs, spreading them gently to reveal the tight bundle of soft pink tissue he was about to taste. He took a moment to place a few teeth marks on those creamy white thighs just to see if Natasiya was correct. Did Nataliya coo with pleasure? No, she didn't. Then he placed a sweet warm wet kiss where he had just nibbled. Nataliya groaned, small and low and her hips tilted up in invitation.
Simon took his time. With a very wet tongue he luxuriously lapped that wonderful glistening groove between Nalya's thigh and her plump outer lip with its very fine and very tight blonde curls. He took the puffy lip between his own, massaging it without biting, though he was sorely tempted to give it a good chewing. Then he lavishly lapped at it with his tongue, getting it as wet as he could. Soaking the fine tendrils of hair with his spit. Watching as the inner lips, all on their own, pushed out a little further, blushed a darker red, and then, at the very bottom, peeked apart just a bit to reveal an inner coral pink glistening.
Then he did the same thing all over again on the other side.
With two fingers he spread back the wings of the beautiful vulva. He pushed his firm tongue into the hollow at the bottom with its tiny pool of glistening syrup. Heard the small, far-away gasp from Nataliya, and felt the slick channel
tighten
around the tip of his tongue. Fluttered. Tickled with the tip. Pulled out and lapped upward though the shining coral valley. Tickled the tiny pee groove and felt the ivory thighs quiver. Stroked just below the tiny hot-pink bulb peeking from under a slick hood at the top of the moist lips.
Kept on stroking, just there, for quite a while until the whole wonderful wet puss tilted eagerly; trying to get his mouth onto that bud. Breathy little moans were coming from above; but curiously there was a harmony. A second small whine accompanied the first.
He looked up at Nalya's face to discover that her twin had also removed her blouse and bra, so that two pairs of identical pale cones with puffy pink nipples winked at him, one above the other. Nalya's head was rolling back and forth in Nastiya's lap and pressing back rhythmically against her hips.
Nalya dug in her heels and pushed her mound into Simon's mouth. Nastiya's eyes were closed and her bare legs framing her sister's face rocked with her own efforts. A strange sensation, the intense urgency of both women combined to get every last ounce of pleasure. A fierce energy that began in Natasiya's skull, vibrated down her spine, picking up pulses from her breasts, belly and core; thrusts transmitting into Nataliya's head and shaking her spine; down into her hips that now fucked Simon's mouth for all she was worth.
Natasiya, mouth wide, caught Simon with her hungry stare just as he was about to lower his mouth on her twin's clit, now fully exposed. She leaned forward until her fingers could touch her twin's sensitive nipples. As his tongue touched the delicate pearl, Natasiya's hands took hold of her sister's breasts and squeezed the puffy nipples between thumb and finger on each hand, pinching, twisting.
Nataliya's cunt surged up into his mouth, scrubbing his lips to get more feeling. Her moan was so loud it could be heard down the block. Simon was having a little trouble because, even though she now had both hands firmly clamped to the back of his head, she was doing the sex dance so violently it was almost a fit. With her head tossing and turning against Natasiya's swollen pussy, the twin was hardly more tranquil, keeping her hands firmly on her twin's tits, keeping Nalya's writhing body as tight as she could between her own shaking legs.
"Aieeeeeeee!"
It didn't take long, both women squirming and twisting until the last shudder. They lay there together panting, a fine sheen of perspiration covering both their ivory bodies.
