She sat back up and kneeled in front of me to pull my boxers down and let me kick them off, while she was tossing her corset on the floor. Then she took my cock in her hand and looked at it, and then she began kissing it, kissing her way down the shaft down to my balls. Feeling her lips kissing my balls was the most beautiful, loving kiss I could imagine. Then she kissed her way back up and took me in her mouth. Her mouth felt warm and velvety and loving. I couldn’t believe how beautiful all of this was.
After a little while, she stood back up and we both got into bed together. She lay down on the bed with her legs open for me. “I love you Yuri, make love to me now, I want you so much.”
I positioned myself above her between her legs, and I began to enter her. She was already completely wet and completely ready, but I wanted to take it slowly to enjoy every bit of it. “You feel so good inside, so warm and sexy and beautiful. I love you and I love making love to you. I want to make love to you forever.”
We went slowly, looking into each other’s eyes as much as possible. When we came, we came together, holding each other tight, and saying, “I love you, I love you,” over and over again.
We made love three times. After the third time, I thought it was time for me to go back to my room and not overstay the situation. But Lara gripped my arm with her hand and said, “Don’t leave, Yuri. I want you to spend the night with me. I want to wake up with you here beside me.”
* * *
I woke up in the morning with the sun trying to peek around the blinds. There was Lara beside me, looking at me, with a smile on her face. It was the perfect way to wake up.
Lara hugged me and kissed me, and then she got on top of me to make love once more. She looked beautiful in the morning light and both of us were joined in this incredibly romantic act. I wondered if I would ever be able to accept anything less in the future.
* * *
When we finally got out of bed, Lara put on her robe, and I got my robe from the bathroom, and we went to the kitchen for breakfast. Lara put the coffee on and I pulled out a box from my shopping trip the day before.
I had gone to a Russian bakery/deli and had picked up all sorts of different pastries: Syrniki (Russian Cheese Pancakes), Zapekanka (a breakfast cake made with farmer’s cheese, eggs, raisins, and cream of wheat), Russian pancakes (with sour cream and raspberry preserves), Sharlotka (Apple Cake), Vareniki (dumplings with cherries), and Russian Cream Cheese Vatrushka Buns (like Danish).
To balance that carb and sugar fest out just slightly, I also had open-faced sandwiches with rye bread and cold cuts.
I had bought way too much stuff, but it all looked really good. I would’ve fried up some eggs to go with it all, but it was all over the top already.
Lara was amazed and delighted. We both ate every too much of everything, and still there were tons of leftovers for the days ahead.
* * *
“It’s beautiful outside. I want to spend the day with you,” Lara said. “My dress would not be appropriate for walking outside, so I need to find some plain clothing that will not attract attention. I believe you should do the same, since obviously tails are not daytime wear. I think we should probably just look for the plainest clothes we have, preferably in gray and brown or black. No bright colors. And definitely no red.”