A Russian Kiss

I took Tim's clothes from the floor and put them in the closet, while he began to masturbate my wife with his fingers. They played with hands on the bed for some time, panting heavily. Then Anastasia took Tim's cock into her mouth. Tim lay on his back to the bed, and my wife bent over him. I carefully watched Anastasia's actions. I knew that she liked to tickle the corona with her tongue while holding the shaft with her hand. Tim grabbed my wife's buttocks with his right hand while his left tickled her clitoris.

"Anastasia, please stop, I don't want to come in your mouth," Tim said.

Anastasia released his dick and looked at me with a wild stare in her eyes, waiting to see what I wanted her to do. I nodded to her, and smiled. She understood immediately, that I wanted her to go further. She gave a glass of Champagne to Tim and took one for herself. "I want you to take me now, Tim!" she said with an empty glass in her hand. Then she settled down on the bed and put a pillow under her ass and spread her legs. That position gave me and Tim a good view straight to her pussy and ass. She lay there silent, breathing deeply, eyes wide open. Tim looked at her a moment and then went gently over to her, giving her first a long kiss before he inserted his cock in my wife's tight pussy.

When Tim started to fuck Anastasia, I sat beside them on the bed, and took her hand in mine. I watched her beautiful face, and saw how her tit's moved back and forth as the big black man rammed her with his dick. Anastasia knew that I was there, but I knew that Tim filled her senses, that I was just a shadow in her mind. At this moment, Tim was nearly everything for her.

Tim's forceful pushes made the whole bed shake. I watched as my wife was banged hard, and my stiff cock hardened even more. Tim's sweat dropped beautifully on Anastasia's breasts, whose nipples stood rock hard. Anastasia moaned. Perhaps she tried to utter something, but she couldn't make any sensible words. When she reached her orgasm, she gave a high, long scream. Her fingernails sunk in the flesh of my hand and her head rolled from left to right. Soon after that Tim's movement stopped and he pressed his dick as deep as he could. He bowed his back backwards and screamed when the moment of ejaculation came.

For some seconds Tim was almost frozen above my wife, all the muscles of his body in full tension. Then he dropped powerless on Anastasia without a sound. I heard only the deep breath of the two. I raised and poured champagne into their glasses and looked at how my wife and her black lover rested after a hard fuck. The smell of cum filled the air.

Tim rose. He looked like a person who wants to say something badly, but can't possibly find words.

"Thanks, Tim. You made her very happy!" I said.

"I don't know if this is a dream or reality," Tim said.

Anastasia lay on her back showing her cum soaked pussy. Tim's semen oozed out and onto the pillow as I released my belt. Anastasia didn't say anything, but she looked me in the eyes and I know that after Tim she wanted me.

She was very slippery after Tim's massive cum load. We began fucking in a missionary position, but soon I wanted to take her from behind. Tim sat on the bed, still naked, watching me fucking Anastasia. It didn't take long before my semen was mixed with Tim's in the warm pussy of my wife. Anastasia lay powerless as I rose from the bed. Tim approached me without words, hugged me cordially and kissed me gently on the mouth.

We had drunk all the Champagne, but there was some whiskey in the mini bar, so I toasted with Tim as Anastasia went to the shower. We didn't talk much. No words were needed. Tim began to dress, and when Anastasia returned from the shower, Tim said, that it was his time to go. Anastasia kissed him cordially, and we three hugged before Tim returned to his room.

We met again for breakfast next morning. Tim said that he needed to return home that day, that he had an urgent call from a client. I asked, if he would like to tell us goodbye in our hotel room. Yes, he would like to do just that.

Tim's luggage was already packed up, when we took him to our room, where we quickly undressed. This time Tim asked me to fuck Anastasia first. She sucked Tim's dick when I fucked her from behind. After me, Tim fucked her doggy style while I was kissed my wife on the mouth.

Sometimes haste is a good thing. We had no time to think about what to say, no time for thinking – or remorse. Soon it was a time for Tim to go. He kissed us both, and when he left, he had tears in his eyes.

***

After a couple of months we received a parcel from the USA. It was from Tim. There was a silver-lined, very expensive icon of Virgin Mary; an object of love and respect for the orthodox. In the letter that came with the icon, Tim told us that he had met a nice lady name Ann, and that they would very much like to have us as their guests in the USA.

"Our meeting was a turning point to me," he wrote. "Ann knows everything and welcomes you both."