"Why do the other folks at that charity treat you that way and why do you put up with it?"
"I truly love doing what I do with the children. Otherwise I wouldn't go near those folks. And why? Because I'm Russian?"
"I can't believe that. My friend never said anything like that to me .. but he is a pretty humble guy .. not prone to complain? He is quite successful but that doesn't always mean anything I suppose. I know that from personal experience and I'm not Russian."
"There you are. Nice people do nice things for others and not so nice people do not so nice things to others. You have been very nice for me ........ Will you take me home now."
"OK"
As we leave it is arm in arm. At the car as I am letting her in she turns to me and we are in a full embrace before I can think. A warm soft kiss .. much as I had imagined .. lips parted and soft touching of tongues invading each others mouth. I cradle her head in my hands, buried in her soft fur filled hair. My rod is jambed up between her thighs despite my pants as she presses her body hard against me.
Finally we disengage and she gets in the car. We leave for her house. As we near her house she starts nearly screaming, agitated at me.
"No no no. Your home!!" As she is grabbing my arm .. shaking me.
Cardiac arrest time again.
"God you are so sweet! Nice to me to a terrible fault." and she wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me and nibbling at my ear. She whispers in my ear. "Don't misunderstand me like that again! .. she admonishes .. WE will make music tonight too." God I love her accent.
4
I have almost finished my new house. After the divorce and with new found wealth I could finally indulge in all the things I had dreamed of for my life. Complete enough to live in.
When I was married it was always a conflict. If I wanted red she wanted blue. If I wanted wood she wanted chrome. Sometimes I think she did that just to not want what I wanted.
I now have red, wood, fur, redwood, red fur and anything else to make a warm, comfortable and cozy home.
My wife wanted a chrome museum. I hope she has one in all blue.
Viktoria is enthralled with my house. Of course I have furs everywhere.
Though I hadn't actually thought she would end up here tonight I still have an ample pile of furs in front of the fireplace and a fire ready for the lighting. I always do. My favorite place in the house to kick back and relax.
Frenetic kissing and fondling ensues the moment we step through the door. Our hands are all over each others furs and bodies. I am using hers to caress her firm breasts. I soon have her soft sweater up above her breasts and as I suspected, there is no bra. I had seen her 45 caliber nipples already pushing out the thick soft cashmere. Her breasts stand out like a pair of erupting volcanoes on an open plain.
As soon as the Fox is upon her nipples she is moaning and in motion. Her areola is also swollen and dark red with her excitement. My lips soon joined the furs. She is so sweet and delectable.
My pants have magically dropped around my ankles and with her fingers already wrapped around my cock. Viktoria is in complete control. I soon have her suede skirt pealed off and on the floor as well with both hands gripping her magnificent buttocks pulling her tight to me. She had guided my missile between her thighs. There are no panties either. My cock is rubbing between her labia with her fluids already getting me quite moist.
"Viktoria .. I say panting .. let's go over to the fireplace."
She is trembling with excitement. Weakly "OK" comes from her. The music has already begun.
I pick her up in my arms and carry her over, laying her in the furs.
Her mind seems to wander as she fumbles with the furs, getting them arranged while I light the fire and some candles. I dim the lights.
When I turn to her. She is laying back in the furs with a Lynx throw wrapped around her breasts, fondling them and her legs spread wide welcoming me to behold and pleasure her.
A soft moan comes from her as my mouth wraps around her labia buried in her thick soft and brilliant red muff. My tongue quickly finds her hidden button. As I pinch it between my lips gently her whole body quivers and her hips begin to softly but rapidly hump my face, quivering.
"Oh Daniel .. please be good to me .. oh" and she immediately has her first orgasm, her fluids flowing.
I am wild with lust for her softness and 'flavor'. She is in orgasm on orgasm as I consume her. Viktoria is writhing and wallowing in the furs with clear enjoyment of its soft and luxuriant stimulation. They are driving her to new heights of passion as I suck in her softness and drive her sexual desires to even higher levels of ecstasy.
I lean back to consider the next pleasures for us. She is laying back still writhing in the furs with a warm smile that consumes my very soul .. glowing in the light of the fire .. her hair like the fire itself. I am hers.
My cock is about to explode and I'm in a quandary over what to do next. I don't want to rush things on the one hand ... "Viktoria .. what do you want me to do for you next?"
"I want you in me now .. pllleeeaaassee .. screw me ... ohh yes"
I slide my cock deep into her womb as she says "please". She HAS consumed me now and I am truly hers.
I take things slow and smooth, feeling her pleasure building as my gonads are about to explode. I hold back as long as possible .. letting her build. The sensations are driving me insane .. my cock in her tight warm womb is like she is not going to let it go. She is clearly ready for anything I have to offer as she fondles and humps me back with a focused body, wild passion flashing in her eyes. Viktoria is driving me wild and totally taking me now.
"Oh Daniel .. oh"
I kiss her face and lips ... nuzzle my face into her hair whispering to her .. "sweet Viktoria"
I feel her body quivering beneath me as I am about to blow. Her moaning is rising to a crescendo .. breaking .. flooding out "Daniel oh Daniel" she yells with her orgasms. I unload burst after burst of my juices into her warm womb. We are wrapped around each other for dear life as I piston into her ferociously, shooting load upon load.
Somehow I knew I had just gotten her pregnant and I'm perfectly fine with that. I somehow know she's more than fine with it as well.
The evening is far from over and if she isn't pregnant yet she will be.
I can't believe I am thinking this. It wasn't even on my radar let-alone a genuine thought or desire! The implications .. responsibilities .. commitments!
As she subsides I'm already fondling her all over with the Lynx. She hardly calms before I have her well on her way to another orgasm.
I know, without her saying, she is far from totally satiated. I feel compelled .. driven to provide her with complete and total satisfaction.
This time I will guarantee the situation. Rolling her over on her face I push her deep into the furs and have her wallowing and moaning in a near orgasm just from the fur fondling. She is very sensitive to them I am happy to discover.
Straddling her thighs from behind I slide my cock deep between her butt cheeks and labia, all the way to her cervix. My balls are squeezing her moist labia and cushioned in her muff with each stroke. She moans loudly thrusting her beautiful buttocks high in the air, allowing me deeper and more complete access. She is having areas never before reached, well massaged with my cock. I continue fur fondling her ass and back sending her into an even wilder frenzy.
With her squirming and wallowing in the furs it is having a telling effect on her state of mind .. and body. Loud moaning wells up almost instantly as she contracts and spasms in orgasm after orgasm. My cock is filling her to overflow into the deepest reaches of her womb, packing every crevasse. Viktoria is gripping and milking my cock as she is locked between my thighs and victim of my cocks ruthless assault as I pump her from behind.
She continues screaming in ecstasy over her continuing rush of orgasms muffled only by her face buried in the furs, continuing to wallow and squirm in the furs. I'm astonished at the frequency and quantity of my ejaculations.
After quite a while of this action I slowly raise up off her and it is clearly a disappointment to her.
"Please Daniel ... it is so nice what you are doing to me." she pleads.
"My crotch is cramping (which was true). Got to stretch. My cock is throbbing."
She rolls over on her back looking up at me with a smile I could have done a high dive into. Her warmth flowed out like the sun.
She reaches out and wraps her slender fingers around my aching cock, cooling and soothing it with her touch. It is coated with our mixed fluids. Viktoria brings a finger to her lips tasting it, Then she stretches it up to me with her radiant smile,
"Want to taste our new child?"
5
Viktoria moved in with me the following week and a month later we were married. Fur slaves to each other forever.
Citizenship was no longer a problem for her.
She added to OUR house and it became warmer and cozier yet. The Sable came with her, a dowry of sorts. Her father has excellent fur connections in Russia so we are wealthy in furs of all sorts. It is now Viktoria's business. Appropriately 'Viktoria's Furs', a small boutique of the highest quality. We always have the best furs available for our pleasure. Lots of Sable.
Many of the 'old money' folks spend large chunks of it at her shop and the .com crowd just have to have her furs. She does have the best furs anywhere on hand and to custom order. Her specialty is individual attention and young peoples furs. There are always kids in her store, many now wearing fur. She recycles a lot of furs as is and reconstructed just for them at cost. It's now considered cool in the local schools to have a fur from Viktoria.
Viktoria continues to teach Kindergarten and opens her fur boutique in the afternoon four days a week or by appointment. She knows I am wealthy enough that she didn't have to do any thing she didn't want to do.
"I couldn't stand to live like the Charity bitches. It's their self delusion that they are 'contributing' but I discovered their lives are empty and meaningless .. hight priced call girls. I love teaching the children and being the kid's fur connection. My feeling of wealth comes from having my fur boutique and being with the furs all the time, sharing them with you and seeing the smile on your face. Your 'wealth' is just a bunch of numbers to me."
Her father and I became fast friends and her mother gradually learned at least some rudimentary English as I did some Russian. We communicated very well eventually.
It was quite soon however that she got across to me that she was very happy for her daughter and she liked me very much. We are also the best of friends now. She helps Viktoria in her shop.
Her parents had been fully cognizant of all the events that had transpired, happy for most and grateful for my intervention.
Viktoria and I love making love in the furs. It ties our lives together in ways my ex and I would never have been able to.
Not a day or night goes by that we don't express our love by passionate love making in the furs, often Sable, once or more times a day. Mornings are especially fine. What a wonderful way to start the day. Our passion for loving in our furs is boundless.
My life is so much better now with Viktoria and there is little that we don't "agree" over. If there is a difference then it is just a difference. We go on loving and not fighting.
Our daughter and son both enjoy the wonders of furs as well. I hope they will be able to find their love match as completely as their mother and father have.
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