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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 16, 2004 2:31:51 GMT -5
Bassarov takes off the rest of his own clothes and kisses Zero's stomach and abdomen. His lips move back to her as his hands explore her nether regions. It has been too long since he has been with a woman. It must be a few weeks now. He breathes deeply as he presses his body against her, swooping down for a longer kiss.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 16, 2004 2:33:57 GMT -5
"Mmmm..." I moan and smile, my eyes closing. "I just wanted you to know... Since soon Mitya will have a half sister."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 16, 2004 2:38:49 GMT -5
"Mmmm, yes!" I gasp as he touches me. This feels so much better than when I touched myself, even though he can't possibly know as well as I do what feels good... Simply the fact that it's him makes it better. I grab ahold of his head as he kisses me, and kiss him deeply, my tongue wrestling his.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 16, 2004 2:38:58 GMT -5
"Thank you." I say, moving my hands back up to her shoulders. "Do you know what she will be named?" I ask, not nearly as interested in her as I am Mitya.
She really is a beautiful woman. I bend down and kiss her neck gently, then continue to rub her back.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 16, 2004 2:42:03 GMT -5
The kiss surprises me, after yesterday I don't want to sleep with a man for a good long while. But his rubbing makes me relax again. "I haven't decided yet... Only that she will bear my surname, Faust... Since she has no father..."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 16, 2004 2:44:52 GMT -5
"I see." I grab my tea and take a few sips, still sitting on top of Erika's lower back.
"Tell me about Mitya. How is he doing?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 16, 2004 2:47:28 GMT -5
"Mitya is doing fine. He is a strong, dedicated, honest young man... So much better than his mother..." I sigh. "It's very strange... I'm more than 600 years old, yet biologically he is older than I am."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 16, 2004 2:48:30 GMT -5
Bassarov flicks his tongue against her lips and taps her tongue lightly with his. He touches her smooth shoulders, pinning her down slightly. His fingers are wet from his earlier probing.
He leans into her more and enters her body, moaning slightly as he does. He can hear someone in the other room, but ignores it. Monogamy is getting old.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 16, 2004 2:53:01 GMT -5
I gasp as he enters me, somehow not expecting it so soon, but glad for it anyways. I try to keep quiet, but unsuccessfully, as I begin to thrust against him. I kiss him around the neck vigourously, and run my hands down his back, then wrap my arms around him and squeeze gently.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 16, 2004 2:57:06 GMT -5
I smile.
"That's good to hear... I really didn't know that having a son would change my life so drastically..."
I continue to smile, get up off of the couch, and sit down on the floor in front of her again.
"Tell me a little bit more about yourself?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 16, 2004 3:01:25 GMT -5
"I was born in a small village on the banks of the Rhine, but moved to Berlin before my first year. At nine my brother and I were taken by the SS for use in a project called Fernbedienanlage. A year later I became Zwei... I remember nothing after that. I don't know what happened to my family or my twin brother. Mitya is the only family that I have..."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 16, 2004 3:04:13 GMT -5
His hair sweeps over her face as he pushes against her. He bows his head and kisses her by her ear. This feels very good, a release of all of his tension and doubt. He knows why the feminists don't like him. He is oppressive in his own way. Emotionally he is very oppressive. He is needy and imbalanced. But this makes right all of those doubts which plagued him all week. Thrust by thrust he can overcome that and make it more distant. He can through pleasure obliterate and control so much.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 16, 2004 3:08:03 GMT -5
So she truly was used almost from the day she was born... I grab the quilt that's resting on the top of the couch and cover her with it.
"As warped as our relationship is, I would like to be considered part of your family. Is that okay?"
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 16, 2004 3:12:07 GMT -5
I moan deeply and regularly, now completely overwhelmed with pleasure. Before I had thought I wanted to take a dominant position on top of him, but not now. I spread my legs widely and allow him to posess me, groping at his back with my hands, sometimes grabbing flesh, more often air...
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 16, 2004 3:15:18 GMT -5
"Yes, I'd be honored... Herr Mischa." I smile. The more people I am close to the more human I feel, and now I am finally startingto feel less depressed.
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