Tatyanja

"You are sweet," she answered, "but I'm just a little nervous and tense. 
It'll go over. Sit down, please. I'll make you a cup of tea, or would 
you prefer coffee?"

We decided on tea which she made from an electric samovar. She sat down 
in front of me and for a couple of minutes we just sipped our tea, 
saying nothing. At first her hands still trembled a little bit, but 
gradually she got more at ease.

Then I broke the silence. "Tatyanushka", I said softly, "I would like 
you to take your blouse off. Would you do that for me? Pazhaluysta 
(please)."

"Kanyechna (of course)," she said and, looking in my eyes, she slowly 
pulled her blouse over her head and took it off.

"Now your bra, Tatyana, please."

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Then, after closing 
her eyes, she slowly uncovered her breasts, sliding the straps down 
along her arms until the bra fell in her lap. Then she looked at me 
again 

At the sight of her breasts I held my breath and got a dry throat. The 
were not big, but stood out firmly with nice pink nipples, exactly like 
in my dream. "Oh Tayana," I sighed, "oh Tayanushka, how beautiful.

"Aren't they too small?" she asked.

"Oh no," I said. "Many women have problems because think that men only 
like big tits, but that's a misunderstanding. Yours are perfect, they 
are like the breasts of the Venus of Milo. Put your hands behind your 
head and push your elbows backwards. Yes, that's the way, oh my God, 
splendid, splendid!"

Oh, how I desired to caress and kiss them! She smiled happily at me. 
Then she stood up and sat down next to me on the coach.

"Your face is an open book," she said with unconcealed pleasure. "Do as 
you please."

When I cupped her breasts with my hands and touched her nipples, she 
gasped and sighed. "Mm, nice warm hands and so soft, mm, yes." She 
moistened her lips and closed her eyes. I kneaded her breasts and 
caressed her nipples softly, until they stood erect. Then I took them 
between my thumbs and forefingers and shook her breasts.

"Oh, yes," she whispered "that feels good, but pinch a little bit 
harder, please .... ah .... yes."

She took my head between her hands and kissed me. I entered her mouth 
with my tongue and met hers, playing with it and enjoying her sweet 
saliva. Then she took my head again and pressed it to her breasts. I 
could hear and feel the fast thumping of her heart. When I took a nipple 
between my lips and sucked, she cried out and began to tremble. I kissed 
her neck and cheeks and put my tongue inside one of her ears, after 
which she giggled. "Ooh, that tickles!"

"Take the rest of your clothes off," I whispered.

She stood up, kicked her shoes off, removed her skirt and slowly lowered 
her panties, showing me a nice flat belly, a tuft of curly pubic hair, 
darker than the hair of her head, and finally a pair of fleshy pussy 
lips. She stepped out of her panties and stood naked before me, smiling 
and completely at ease. My penis got as hard as a rock.

"Oh Tatyana," I sighed, "you are so beautiful, so beautiful. Turn round 
and let me see your bottom, please". She turned round and showed me her 
nice little ass, which was so attractive that I could not help but 
caress and kiss the firm and smooth buttocks.

Then I kneaded them and gave them a little slap.

"Oh, yes, I like that," she said, "go on , but you may be a little bit 
rougher."

I took her buttocks in my hands and pinched and shook them roughly. Then 
gave her a couple of - more resounding than hurting - slaps and kissed 
her buttocks again.

Her legs were a little bit apart and from behind I could see her pussy. 
I reached between her legs and stroke it. It was dripping wet. 

She reacted immediately by gasping and moaning: "Oh, Bozhe moy (my 
God)." 

"Tatyanushka, daragaya (darling)," I said, "I want to admire your nice 
little bum and your wonderful pussy a little bit more. Would you mind 
going down on your knees and bending over with your behind in my 
direction.... Okay.... Now crawl slowly to the opposite wall, please."

With every movement of her legs her juicy pussy exposed itself. It was a 
fantastic sight, which aroused me enormously.

"Now lean against the wall by putting your hands against it,", I said. 
"A bit higher, please .... And spread yur legs, will you? .... Just a 
little wider .... Yes, that's it."

She looked back at me and grinned. "Gospadee! (Lord!) This is a rather 
helpless position you put me in", she said. "I can't do anything at 
all."

"That's exactly the idea, darling," I replied.

"Naughty, naughty boy", she said. "What are you up to?"

I kneeled behind her and caressed her buttocks. Then I went down 
stroking the outside and back of her thighs until I reached the hollow 
of her knees. Softly I caressed the smooth inside of her thighs, going 
up very, very slowly. 

Tatyana sighed and whispered: "Oh, that feels good, yes, yes, mmmm."

When I'd almost reached her pussy she trembled with anticipation, but I 
didn't go up further.

"Don't stop, touch me, please, please," she begged.

Finally I touched her labia and she groaned with desire. Because of her 
spread legs her pussy lips were a little bit parted. I brought my index 
finger between them and made little vibrating movements, gradually 
advancing, until I touched her pleasure knob.

She jolted as if she'd got an electric shock: "Hah!" 

"Oh, my God, oh, my God," she moaned with a quivering voice. Her whole 
body shook and trembled like an aspen-leave.

"Can you spread your legs still a little bit more?" I asked. When she 
did I, lay down on my back and manoeuvred my head between her thighs, 
right under her pussy. I buried my face in her wet softness and revelled 
in the scent of her femininity.

"Oh, that's good," she said, "oh, yes, mm, that feels heavenly, mm, 
delicious, oh, yes, hah." I explored her inner pussy with my tongue, 
which she apparently enjoyed, and when I reached her clitoris she 
inhaled between her teeth and stiffened. Teasingly I kept my tongue 
against her clit without moving. She held her breath, nervously 
trembling and waiting for the things to come, and when I finally flicked 
with my tongue, she cried out. I went immobile again for a while and she 
waited with her mouth half open, loosing a drops of saliva. When I 
flicked again she didn't wait for another pause, but moved her pussy 
feverishly, seeking more stimulation and muttering in Russian.

"Oh, moy lyubyeemyets (my sweetheart), oh, moy daragoy (my darling), 
pazhaluysta (please), nye brosh (don't stop)."

I took her erect clitoris between my lips and tickled it with my tongue. 
Tatyana moaned louder and louder, with one hand leaning against the wall 
and with the other stroking and kneading her breasts and her belly. Then 
her pussy made a farting sound and drops of her juice spurted on my 
chin.

"Oh, sorry," she said, "I couldn't help it."

"It's nothing", I replied, "it's just your vagina contracting and 
blowing some air out. Do you have a good time?"

"Superfluous question. Oh, my dear, it's like heaven. Go on, please, go 
on..... yes.... mm .... oh, oh, oh, .....it's coming .... Yes...."

After another vaginal fart she came in wave after wave of orgasms, 
quivering and crying. "Aaaaaaaa.... I love you.... yes, yes.... 
aaaaaaaa.... oh, my love, oh my love.... aaaahahaaaa."

Finally she stood up. She looked elated and radiant with happiness. 
"This was wonderful," she said, "but now it's your turn. I want to see 
what is the cause of that bulge in your pants. I have a shrewd suspicion 
it is something that has to be taken care of." 

As I stood up, she unbuttoned my shirt, took it off and pulled my 
undershirt over my head. Then she loosened my trousers and pulled them 
down, together with my underpants. "Ah," she said, seeing my penis in 
full erection, "just like in my dream, perhaps even better. And there is 
that little birthmark in your groin".

She ran her fingers down along the shaft of my penis and caressed my 
balls. As my penis made little spasms, she giggled. "Oh, poor little 
thing," she said, "do you have such a hard time? Let auntie Tatyana put 
you out of your misery." She knelt before me and put a kiss on the head 
of my penis. Then she opened her lips and took it into her mouth, 
tickling it with her tongue. I gasped and groaned with pleasure. 
Suddenly she stopped. "let's go to my bedroom," she said. "Wonderful 
things will happen there, I promise you." 

She took my hand and led me to a bedroom, which I recognized 
immediately. It was the same bedroom I had seen in my dream!

"Lay down on the bed and relax," she said with a lewd expression on her 
face. "Let's have fun."

Are you comfortable?" Tatyana asked. I lay on my back on the bed and she 
sat beside me on the edge, stroking my naked body and watching the 
reactions of my penis, which grew bigger and harder. 

"You can see for yourself," I replied.

"Yes, that's true," she said. "Mm, and I like what I see."

"Isn't it too small?" I asked quasi-anxious.

"Oh no," she said, imitating me. "Many men have problems because they 
think that women only like big dicks, but that's a misunderstanding. 
Yours is perfect, it's as beautiful ... uh ... as the Penis of Milo."

I laughed and said: "Naughty girl, don't ridicule my most touchy point."

"Oh, sorry, I'm a bad girl," she answered. "I deserve a slap on my bum." 
She stood up and wiggled her ass before my face.

"You deserve even two," I said, giving a kiss and a light but resounding 
smack on each buttock.

She giggled and said: "Aw, you are spoiling me." 

"So you like my penis the way it is?" 

"Oh, yes, it's adorable," she said, caressing its shaft. "Its skin is so 
smooth ..." She bent over and put my penis against her cheek. "Mm, so 
soft and yet so hard and manly. I love it. And I like your eggs as 
well." 

"My what?"

"Your yaytsa (eggs), this." 

She caressed my testicles, licked them and took one in her mouth. 
"Mmmm." 

My penis made a leap of delight and a drop of pleasure fluid trickled 
down on my belly, whereupon she chuckled. 

"Oh, look at that. It's craving for my pussy, so I think it's about time 
to arrange a meeting of the two."

"That could be a problem", I said, "for my dick hates pussies."

"What?"

"Yes, it finds them so revolting that, every time it gets intimate with 
one, it has to throw up."

She exploded with laughter. "We'll have to take that risk." 

She stroked my penis again and covered it with kisses. "C'mon, let's 
have a go at it." She lay down alongside of me, with her back turned to 
me, and took a mirror from the nightstand. 

"I want to watch you entering me," she said and lifted one leg, so that 
I could enter her from behind.

She held the mirror so that both of us could see the head of my penis 
approach her pussy, touch it and disappear between the slippery wetness 
of her swollen labia. 

"Oh, how wonderful," she sighed. "Oh, look." Slowly my penis went deeper 
and deeper into her vagina, until only my balls were visible. I had to 
admit, it was a fantastic sight, which contributed enormously to our 
excitement and pleasure. 

We breathed heavily as my penis moved in and out. I fondled and kneaded 
her breasts, while she fingered her clitoris. I could feel her heart 
thudding against her ribs and her face was contorted with passion. She 
began to tremble and dropped the mirror on the bed. 

"Oh, my God", she moaned. "Oh, my God, it's coming again, oh, yes, yes 
..."

I thrust my hips to penetrate her even more deeply and I felt her vagina 
contract around my penis. Then she climaxed, crying out loudly.

My penis was on fire and the first unmistakable feelings of orgasm began 
to spread through my abdomen, as she loosed herself from me. Aware that 
I was about to come, she took my penis between her thumb and 
index-finger, just under the head, and squeezed. 


"Not yet," she said. "We'll have some more fun."

Gradually I felt my oncoming orgasm ebb away and my penis got more 
relaxed. After that she took it into her mouth and tickled it with her 
tongue until I was hard again. Then she straddled me, guiding my 
erection towards her moist pussy and teased its tip around the bud of 
her clitoris. With a deep sight of delight she sank down and began to 
ride me with rhythmic movements.

She shuddered when my hands cupped her breasts, thumbing her nipples 
that stuck out from the pink flesh around them. She continued her 
movements, smiling down at me, radiant with delight. Suddenly she cried 
out, gripped my shoulders and gasped my name, climaxing once more.

My own orgasm was only seconds away, as she rose and pinched my penis 
again to prevent me from coming. "I want to see, feel, smell and taste 
your hot orgasm", she said, lying down beside me. "I would like you to 
ejaculate on my face and into my mouth, if you don't object."

"Oh, my darling, do you really want that? Oh, my God," I said and, 
trembling with desire, I straddled her, my penis near her mouth. She 
lifted her head, took my penis and licked the underside of its head, 
where both ends of the rim come together. It was like heaven and I 
gasped with pleasure. Then she took the head between her lips, moving 
her tongue around it. She squeezed my penis and slid her hand up and 
down, sweetly, while sucking and licking its head.

An intense and glorious pleasure surged through me. I felt my orgasm 
coming nearer and nearer, until it reached its peak in a mind-blowing 
climax. I groaned with excitement as my pulsating penis squirted its 
load on her face and into her mouth.

"Oh, yes," she said, smacking her lips, "that's good. Mm, it tastes 
funny, but I like it. Mm, I like it very much indeed. And that smell..." 
She sniffed. "Mm, very peculiar, but nice. It turns me on." 

"I'm glad you like it, not every woman does."

"Oh, but I do, it's very exciting ... Mm, you are such a sweet man and 
you have such a lovely dick and a pair of very cute eggs." 

She kissed the head of my penis again and licked it clean. Then, with 
her index-finger, she wiped the semen off her face into her mouth and 
swallowed it. "Mm, that was good. And how was your orgasm, did you have 
a good time?"

"The most wonderful I ever had."

"C'mon, let's take a shower together. It's only a small place, but the 
less room there is, the more fun we'll have."

It was fun indeed. We fondled and kissed more then we washed, but 
finally we got clean and satisfied, whereupon we rubbed each other dry.

"Stay with me tonight, please," she said. "I would like to sleep in your 
arms, if that's okay with you."

Of course I could not refuse such a tempting request, but to tease her I 
said: "There is a problem."

Her face clouded over. "What?"

"I have no pyjamas."

She laughed relieved. "I'll keep you warm, c'mon darling."

We went to bed, where she snuggled her naked body up to mine.

"I love you," she whispered and fell asleep.

Soon I was in the arms of Morpheus too.

It was still dark when I heard cello music coming from the adjoining 
living room. The place next to me was still warm, but empty. I got up 
and opened the door. Tatyana was there, playing the cello, naked. It was 
a wonderful piece of rather modern music, which she played 
magnificently. I had never heard it before and I wondered who was the 
composer.

After the music was over, she sat down on the floor near her cello and 
caressed the curves of its body with tender loving strokes. After a 
while she stood up and stroked the neck of the instrument, up and down, 
up and down. Then her hands went up along the pegs to the scroll at the 
top, which she caressed with her fingertips, making circular movements.

With astonishment I watched her bend and kiss the scroll, while her 
hands went up and down again along the neck. When her hand touched the 
strings, the instrument made an almost human sound, like the groan of a 
man getting a blowjob.

It was all so sexual that I got an erection. I closed my eyes and 
listened to the groaning and moaning, until all of a sudden I realized 
that my penis was being stroked and that I was groaning myself. I opened 
my eyes and saw Tatyana standing next to me, caressing my penis. She 
took my index-finger and touched her pussy with it. Then she lifted my 
finger. It was glistening with moisture and she put it into my mouth. It 
tasted wonderfully female and excited me very much. 

With a smile on her face she knelt down and, looking up at me, she began 
to masturbate me. At that moment I woke up, breathing heavily, my heart 
pounding against my breastbone. Tatyana lay beside me in bed, also 
panting, her hand manipulating my penis. 

She stirred and, realizing what she was doing, pulled her hand back.

"Oh, my God, I'm sorry," she said. "I was dreaming and ..."

"I was dreaming too. Like last time, you were nude and played the cello. 
I didn't recognize the music, but it was wonderful and went like this 
..." I hummed the melody.

"The passacaglia from the 3rd Suite for cello solo of Benjamin Britten. 
Oh, my God, that was exactly what I played in my own dream. We both had 
the same dream again. Oh, darling, what is happening to us?"

"I have no idea. I only know it's miraculous, our minds joining while 
our bodies are at rest."

"It's fantastic indeed, but it upsets me as well. Oh, my dearest, hold 
me, please ... Mm, yes, that's good." 

I took her in my arms, pressed her against my hardness and kissed her. 
She kissed me back. "Please, come inside me," she whispered.

She turned her on her back and opened her legs. I got on top of her, 
kissed her breasts and entered her slowly until our copulation was 
complete.

"Don't move," she said. "Just stay inside me."

And so we lay there, motionless, looking in each others eyes. Hers were 
gleaming in the twilight like two bottomless ponds, reflecting the 
deepest feelings of her soul: happiness, joy and, above all, love.

And as to me, I immensely enjoyed the moist softness and warmth of her 
vagina enveloping my tumescent penis, which gradually got harder and 
bigger, until its tip touched her cervix. I could not help but make a 
little thrust and a wave of pleasure shot through my penis.

"Try to control yourself," she said softly. "Don't move at all."

Oh, my God! Although we were completely still, I felt my arousal grow 
and flow through my limbs. The need for release and the compulsion to 
reach orgasm became almost unbearable and I began to tremble with 
desire.

"Shush," she whispered, stroking my head. "Relax, relax."

Slowly my agony floated away and I got calm again, capable of enjoying 
the exquisite bliss of our prolonged intercourse. I groaned with 
pleasure.

'Shush,", she whispered again. "Don't make any sound, even if you come. 
All your energy has to flow into your orgasm, which finally will come. 
Just be quiet and still."

And so we lay there for another half an hour, me upon and inside her, 
burning and craving. Slowly, tantalizing slowly my arousal increased and 
rose to unprecedented heights. My penis glowed and expanded until it 
almost burst. I felt my testicles contract and then, finally, oh, 
finally, my penis made its first spasm, sign of an oncoming climax.

Tatyana reacted immediately. She opened her mouth, closed her eyes and I 
felt her vagina contract firmly around my penis. 

Oh, my God, please make me come, please make me come NOW!

My penis made another spasm. The feeling in its head grow more and more 
intense and at last there it was: the mind-blowing throbbing of my 
pulsating penis, the delicious feeling of my semen spurting through its 
itching head. It was more than overwhelming!


I held my breath, revelling in that glorious timeless moment of ecstasy, 
and so did Tatyana, who apparently had her orgasm at the same time. 

When it was over we lay on our backs, covered with sweat, panting and 
trembling, spent and happy.

We showered and went to bed again.

This time I fell into a dreamless sleep.