I Love Sex Stories

A blue Lada 2112 circled Moscow on the Ul Suscevkiy Val. Shifting gears it turned south on Novoslobodskaya slowing until it pulled up outside the Boogie-Woogie club and stopped. The silence was deafening after the long trip from Scelkovo. Petrov and Anton sat looking at the signs which glittered off the water in the parking lot. Dozens of people were making their way inside. Petrov stared at one beautiful blonde passing his car. She wore a dark dress which glittered.
“Kahk vaz zavoot?” Petrov whispered. His breath clouded the window, obscuring the vision of loveliness.
“Names? Who cares about names,” Anton scoffed. “She is here today and you will never see her again. Just make up a name,” he chuckled.
“A dream needs a name,” Petrov insisted, opening his door and stepping out. He circled a puddle and bundled his coat around him. The man at the front door gave them a quick glance, saw that they were affluent, and ushered them inside.
“She is half your age, old man. She would never be interested in us, when she can have a young man like him,” he pointed at a passing blonde man in skin tight pants. The man looked at Anton and gave him an alluring glance. “Or perhaps not,” Anton said, digging Petrov in the ribs.
“There’s a seat over there,” Petrov pointed. “Hey, there she is!” he said in awe. She was perched pertly on the edge of her seat giving them a big smile. “A woman can desire many things,” Petrov said with his eyes glued to the blonde. “A good time, a man with money, or just somebody who reminds her of her father. Never rule yourself out until she slaps you and leaves,” Petrov laughed.
The waitress suddenly appeared. Petrov held up two fingers. “Baltika,” he said, looking around the waitress at the blonde. The waitress turned and followed his glance. She beckoned the blonde over to the table. The blonde leaped to her feet and rushed forward. “This is Sasha,” the waitress said. “She’s a regular.”
“I’m Petrov and this is Anton,” Petrov said with a smile. “Can I buy you a drink?”
“Ikon on the rocks,” she said in a whisper. And so the night started. They had a glorious night of drinking, talking, and fondling discreetly at the table. It seemed that Sasha could not make up her mind, dividing her attention equally between the two men. In the end, they all left together. It was a long trip back to Scelkovo. Sasha sat in the front seat between them. Since Petrov was driving, Sasha and Anton kissed passionately, while Petrov fondled her legs beneath her short dress.
By the time they arrived at their apartment, Sasha was hot and horny. Since they were all half drunk, making their way up the slippery front stairs was an adventure. Anton fondled Sasha’s shapely ass, as Petrov escorted her up the stairs. She turned and slapped his hand away, laughing gleefully.
The lights came on in the Danovitch apartment, but they hurried inside before Mrs. Danovitch could stick her head out the window and complain.
Anton made drinks while Petrov and Sasha kissed on the couch. Petrov pulled the bed out of the couch and they made the bed with much play and laughter. They fondled each other a moment longer, then Petrov excused himself and headed for the bathroom. Anton took the opportunity to make advances toward Sasha. He didn’t want to be left out, and that seemed to be Petrov’s intention.
“What are you reading?” he asked as he moved up behind Sasha.
“A magazine about American models,” she said, turning the magazine so he could read it.
“Beautiful,” he agreed, settling on the bed behind her. He passed her a drink and rested his hand on her perfect ass. As she flipped the pages, he slid his hand up beneath her short dress. He fondled her inner thigh for several minutes before sliding his hand up to her crotch.
“They look good enough to eat, don’t they?” Sasha asked dreamily. She seemed to be totally unaware of what was going on beneath her dress.
“Are you good enough to eat?” Anton asked with a smile.
“I don’t know, try me,” she pointed to an area beneath her chin.
Anton leaned down and licked her neck with a smile. He tasted thoughtfully, then licked her again. Her giggle came out like the tinkle of broken glass, or a delicate wind chime.
“Don’t start without me,” Petrov’s muffled voice came from the bathroom. Anton continued to lap at Sasha’s neck like a dog, while massaging her perfectly shaped ass and thigh. Sasha was getting very hot, and Anton had every intention of starting without him. Unfortunately, the toilet flushed and Petrov suddenly appeared, anxious and uncertain.
“Come,” Sasha patted the bed in front of her. Petrov walked across the bed on his knees. Her hands fumbled at Petrov’s belt. When Anton saw what was happening, he quickly undid his own pants and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to find his hard cock thrusting out at her. With a wide smile she took his cock in her warm hand and pulled him forward until the end of his cock entered her mouth.
“Oh yes,” Anton sighed as her soft warm lips slid up and down the length of his hot manhood. She closed her eyes and moaned in enjoyment. Petrov sat with his cock hanging out and a forlorned look on his face. His hands soon found Sasha’s firm breasts and began fondling them, as his other hand fondled his own cock. He slid his hand down the inside of her dress and cupped one large breast in his hand. He twirled the nipple with his thumb and forefinger. It was immediately hard.
Petrov again marveled at her youth and beauty and thought about how lucky he was. He watched Anton’s cock in her lovely pink lips. He felt the heat of her breast in his hand. His eyes traveled over the crotch of her panties, wondering how she would feel and taste against his lips. He was just about to bend and find out, when she turned and smiled up at him. While massaging Anton’s penis in her right hand, she took Petrov’s penis in her left and pulled it to her mouth. With a shuddering sigh, Petrov watched the tip of his throbbing cock disappear inside those pink lips. He immediately felt the intense heat and enjoyable moisture on his dick. He shuddered, gasping for breath.
She was so young and so sweet. Anton removed her dress while she sucked Petrov’s penis. He watched breathlessly as each new portion of her sweet body was revealed. In a moment she sat in her bra and panties. Black stockings made her legs look heavenly. Her breasts were not perfect, but they were sexy as hell. Her pussy was small and neat. She had a dark brown patch of hair just above her pussy. The rest had been shaved so she could wear a bikini. She was so young and delicious looking that it almost hurt to see her youth and innocence.
Anton sank between her legs, petted her pussy hair for a moment, then went down on her. Petrov shuddered from repressed passion as he watched Anton’s mouth munching on the pussy he had dreamed of.
Anton licked her pussy diligently, while she desperately sucked on Petrov’s lock hard cock. He was torn between the sight of her sweet innocent face sucking his dick, and Anton licking her delicious pussy. This was turning out to be one hell of a night.
“How does she taste?” Petrov whispered above his friend.
“Delicious, absolutely delicious,” Anton said with a smile. Sasha giggled, giving Petrov a coy glance. Nobody had ever told her that she tasted delicious. It was very erotic. She knew how they felt, she had gone down on many women in the past. They did taste flavorful. The mere memory thrilled her. Her pussy twitched around Anton’s flickering tongue. She tried to move up slightly so his tongue would touch her clit. After two tries she succeed. She nearly bit Petrov’s cock in her excitement. She decided it was time to get fucked. Her biggest decision, as she finished undressing, was which would she fuck and which would she suck. In the end she decided to allow Petrov to fuck her, he had the longest cock.
Petrov eagerly slid up behind Sasha. She spread her legs wide and Petrov laid on top of her. He entered her pussy with a series of mighty thrusts. Sasha cried out in pain. She sighed with relief when he finally entered her moist pussy. Then his cock was thrust up inside her and she squealed in surprised delight. He felt so big inside her. She threw her legs wide and humped her pussy against his cock. He thrust madly, repeatedly, slamming his long piece of sausage savagely between her legs. She moaned in passion. She licked her lips and looked at Anton’s cock. He crawled closer and fed his cock into her lovely pink lips. He threw his had back and gasped as the heat of her mouth enfolded him. Her sucking lips and flicking tongue made him dance slightly before her. Her hand milked his cock like a farmer milks a cow.
As Petrov continued his mighty thrusts, Sasha reached down and spread the cheeks of her ass, to make his entry less painful. Petrov needed to learn to take it easy, to take his time and stimulate a woman to her fullest. But not now. At the moment Sasha wanted to feel his pelvis banging into her ass. She wanted to feel his balls slapping her asshole. His lips went to her right ear, as she continued to suck on Anton’s throbbing cock. It seemed that Anton was close.
As Petrov stabbed away at her young pussy, she reached out and pulled Anton closer. She sucked urgently, ardently, now eager to taste his sweet cum in her mouth.
She was momentarily distracted by Petrov’s moans. She tightened her pussy muscles around his stabbing cock. She clenched her ass cheeks, trying to enhance the experience. She knew he would cum before she was ready. Too late, Petrov began moaning. She could feel his cock bucking inside her. The liquid heat of his cum began filling her pussy. She whined in disappointment. Anton’s cock was momentarily forgotten. In another moment Petrov pulled out and lay looking at her in embarassment.
“Roll over,” Anton said enthusiastically. Sasha quickly rolled over to her hands and knees. Immediately, Anton’s long cock entered her messy pussy lips and she felt him ram his hard meat well down inside her. She cried out. As his rapid strokes began filling her with warmth, she pushed back against his slapping hips. The warmth spread quickly to her ass and hanging breasts. Petrov took one hanging breast in his hand and fondled it as he watched them fuck. The stimulus was too much for Sasha. She moaned ever louder until she screamed and stiffened. Anton’s cock continued pounding in her mushy pussy until he too came with an explosive scream. Anton jerked and grunted above her, rubbing her ass lovingly, feeling her hot pussy clenching around his penis. She was so young and agile. It was a good thing that there were two men for her, one would not be enough.
Anton hissed behind her as he emptied the last few drops of cum into her pussy, adding it to Petrov’s offering. He shuddered. The veins stood out in his face. Gritting his teeth he tried to endure the painful pleasure as Sasha moved her sweet ass against him, churning his wilting, sensitive cock inside her. In a few more long minutes they both relaxed. Anton pulled his cock out of her juicy pussy and collapsed on the bed behind her.
Sasha fell to her side and gave them each a satisfied smile. It was the first in a long line of sex that lasted the entire weekend, and many weekends after.