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Knocking on the door to what was supposed to be Nikolai’s apartment I waited anxiously for him to answer. After a few moments I heard a sexy, masculine voice saying just a moment in Russian. I hoped that it was Nikolai.
I would know as soon as I gave him the code phrase, and he responded with the completion of the scripture verse.
“Blessed be the Lord God of Israel,” I said quietly in Russian when he opened the door.
“For he has visited and redeemed his people.” He replied in Russian completing the verse. All of our conversations were in Russian, even though I knew English; I hadn’t spoken or even thought in the language for over 15 months.
I told him that I had a message from his parents and grandparents.
Opening the door wider he said, “Come in, please.”
As I stepped into the apartment I noticed that he was wearing a towel wrapped around his waist, and that his thick, wavy dark brown hair was wet, and his shoulders and torso, also, gleamed with sheen of water as though he had just stepped out of the shower. He must have turned the water off just before I knocked at the door, because I didn’t hear the sound of running water coming from the room. He was muscular, but not overly so. And his chest was as smooth as a baby’s bottom in appearance.
As soon as I was inside the apartment, he closed the door and helped me take my backpack off, which he then placed, on the floor next to the door.
“Come and sit next to me, and you can tell me about how my parents and grandparents are doing.”
After he said this he sat down on a small sofa, which was actually more of the size of what one would call a loveseat and invited me to sit down next to him. When I sat down next to him, we were so close that to be more comfortable he placed his left arm across the back of the seat behind my shoulders.
“They are concerned in that they have not heard from you for several months. They are fine though, and hope that you are well. But, I do have some bad news for you. On the way here I was asked to take a message to Chilovo, and the couple that I met there were your grandparents Afanasi and Filipa. Your grandmother is dying from cancer, and they would really appreciate it if you would come to visit and say goodbye. They do not know how long she has. She is in a lot of pain and has lost a lot of weight. I spent a week with them, and they were very kind and sweet to me.”
“May I ask how it is that you came to be in contact with my parents and grandparents?”
“Actually, I’m not a Soviet citizen, and in this country illegally. Your compatriots are helping me to get out of the country, even though technically I’m a Jew. I’ve agreed to deliver messages in exchange for safe places to stay as I travel through the country towards the Black Sea.”
“Do you know where your next stop will be after this?”
It was hard to concentrate and keep my mind on what I was supposed to tell him. I could feel the heat from his body combining with mine, and wondered if he was having the same problem with concentrating. It was all I could do to keep from reaching up and running my hands through his hair and over his body. I, also, wanted him to do the same to me.
“Excuse me, I asked if you knew where you’d be going to after you leave here.”
“Actually I don’t…unless there is someone in another town that you would like me to take a message to. “
“Well, I do have meeting with some fellow believers coming up, only thing is though the meeting is not for another couple of weeks.”
Lightly biting on my lower lip, I told him that I could leave and find a place to hide and return after two weeks. Plus I was getting so warm that I had to unbutton the top three buttons of the shirt that I was wearing. I didn’t know if that would do any good, as that the heat wasn’t of an external nature. Instead it was of an internal nature. Not only was I feeling extremely hot, but also I was starting to feel very moist in between my legs.
Looking at me through half-lidded eyes, he slowly lowered his arm and laid it across my shoulders. When he did this he, also, took and laid his other hand on my right leg just above the knee, and gently started to run his hand up my inner thigh. As he did this, I spread my legs just a little bit allowing him to be able to run his hand all the way up my leg.
“You don’t have to leave. I’ve got a nice comfy bed that I’d be glad to share with you.” He said as he moved his hand from my inner thigh and started unbuttoning my shirt.
Taking a deep breath, I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair, and then moved my hands down onto his bare chest. As I slowly rubbed his chest, he finished unbuttoning the shirt that I was wearing, and gently pushing it back off my shoulders revealing that I was not wearing a bra.
“Ah, no bra, and I’ll bet that you are not wearing any underpants either.” He commented as he unzipped the pants that I had on.
Of course it was true. My underwear had worn out, and they were always the hardest articles of clothing to replace. When he had finished unzipping my pants, he slipped his hand inside and very quickly found that special spot that made me start to squirm. Within a few seconds I had also slipped my hand under the towel and was gently sliding it up and down his masculine appendage feeling it grow hard under my hand.
“Yeah, I was right. No underwear at all.” He said as he slipped his finger into me for a few seconds, and then removed his hand.
“Nikolai, don’t stop.”
He slowly lowered his head until our lips met in a passionate kiss. It was the kind of kiss that takes one breath away. When that first kiss was over with he stood up, letting the towel fall to the floor revealing his hard cock. Taking my hands in his, he slowly pulled me to my feet. Once I was on my feet, he slowly slid my pants off. I had already taken my shoes off earlier in order to relax my feet.
“Let’s go to the bedroom.” He said as gently pulled me in that direction.
“That sounds perfect.” I quietly said, as I let him show me the way.
Leaving everything behind, we went to the bedroom. The room was small, but did not feel crowded. The bed was double-sized, and one side was set against the wall opposite the door. It was covered with a thick coverlet, which was a deep maroon in colour. Several matching pillows were at the head and along the side next to the wall. To the left was a large dresser, and to the right was a desk, with several books and papers on it.
On the desk was an old phonograph, and stacked next to it were a bunch of 45’s. As we entered the room, Nikolai let go of my hand and went over to the desk. Looking through the stack of records, he selected some and put them on to play. I was unfamiliar with the song, but it was a romantic love song. Walking back over to me, he took me in his arms and we danced naked around the room.
When the song ended, we were right next to the bed. After Nikolai folded the covers back, we both climbed into the bed. It was soft, but not too soft. At first he just held me in his arms, while the next record that he had put on played. He had actually put a stack of five records on the spindle. When one record was done playing, the next one would drop down and start playing.
As the records played one after another, we caressed and explored each other’s body. Slowly he brought me not to one, but several climaxes, practically one after the other. With the last climax, my body was shaking as he finally reached his own climax. Collapsing into each other’s arms we drifted off to sleep.
Several days passed while waiting for him to meet with others from his group. Each day he went off to his work at a local factory. When he returned home I would have dinner waiting for him. While I was putting the last touches on the meal, he would wash up just enough so that the food would still be hot.
After dinner he would take a shower. But half way through it, he would call for me to join him in the shower. Once I was in the shower, he would knell down on the floor and place his hands on my thighs. When he did that I would move my feet apart and he would put his head between my legs. He would slowly start licking my pussy circling and gently sucking on my clit. After a while he would fuck me with his tongue until I would cum.
After he finished fucking me with his, he would turn the water off and we would dry each other off. While I would dry him off, I would play with his cock and slide my hand up and down getting it hard. After we were dry, we would go to the bed where he would once again fuck me with his tongue until I would beg him to fuck me with his cock.
Some nights we would fuck almost all night long and he would get a couple hours of sleep.
After he had met with others in his group, he brought me two messages to deliver to contacts in two other locations. I stayed for an additional week, memorising the messages and the identifying scriptures. He apologised that the places were so far away. The first one that I was going to was Divoye, which was located 200 kilometres away and the second one, Stavropol’, was 150 kilometres beyond that. At least those were the distances if one travelled in a straight line.
The time passed by quickly as we learned more and more about what would bring each other full and total pleasure and enjoyment. At the end of our time together, I did not want to leave. But, I knew that to remain would and could lead to problems. One problem was that I was losing myself; I was becoming Anya Mikelovna, instead of Anne Marie.
The day finally arrived that I had to say good-bye. Nikolai actually took that day off from work, so that we could spend my last few hours together fucking. He made me promise that I would never forget about him or the time that we had together, and of how special it was for both of us.

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Darmanian The Becoming Anne

The following story is written from different points of view of the various characters. To find out what happened to a different character check out their story on my profile (when written). IntroductionJohn is a 52 year old man living in Newcastle in the UK. He resides with his wife of 12 years, Anne 43 years old, her daughter Saria who has just turned 18, and his son Daniel who is 19. They belong to a little known religion called Darmanian which has a few churches around the country, although...

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Awkward Anne Chpater 2

Anne's large, brown eyes creaked open, blinking through the early morning sun that was shining unpleasantly into her face. She groaned, arched herself into a languid, feline stretch and began untangling herself from her twisted bed sheets. The flowing, overlarge Batman shirt had ridden up past her waist, exposing her small, bare ass to the new day. The shorts she had been wearing the previous night were drying on the closet doorknob next to her plaid pajama pants; she smiled devilishly...

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Anne Makes the Grade Chapter 3

“Ok. Start from the beginning,” Jessica said as they walked to school. “It’d take too long. I won’t get half – way through before we get there.” “Come ON. Please.” “Jess, COME on. Do you really want to spend the day in damp panties?” “Fine. I’ll just take them off.” She handed Anne her books and started to lift her skirt. “What are you DOING ? Stop. Someone will see.” “Don’t worry I’ll put them back on when we get there.” Her skirt rose high enough for a hint of panty to be visible. She...

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Awkward Anne

Anne was just about to cum when she heard the basement door creak open. With quick, calm motions practiced over years of concealing similar close calls; she removed her hand from her worn, plaid pajama pants and casually placed it on her thigh in order to discreetly wipe away the glistening wetness that was coating her fingers. The dark, glossy marks camouflaged well with the fabric's pattern and were no more noticeable then any of the other myriad stains that preceded it. Thankfully...

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7 Mrs Wild Anne Big Jugs

Anne was putting her bag together for her overnight stay that she had arranged with Jason. She smiled at the thought, as that was how they first started their affair, around eighteen months ago.She thought back to that time.*Eighteen months agoAnne had been married to Neil for a few years following a tough divorce; in fact, Neil had been married before too.Paula was Anne’s best friend, and they grew closer following Paula’s divorce, which was just as tough and involved two teenage children as...

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Anne And George Go Camping In France

Anne and George were an ordinary middle-aged couple who had reached the stage in their lives when they had the time and freedom to indulge themselves for the first time since the earliest years of their courtship. Over their thirty years of married ,life they had concentrated on building a stable and loving home for their three children and had sacrificed their own freedom of action to provide them with the best possible start in life. However, now that their children had left home, they...

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Anne And George Go Camping In France

Anne and George were an ordinary middle aged couple who had reached the stage in their lives when they had the time and freedom to indulge themselves for the first time since the earliest years of their courtship. Over their 30 years of married life they had concentrated on building a stable and loving home for their three c***dren and had sacrificed their own freedom of action to provide them with the best possible start in life. However, now that their c***dren had left home, they thought...

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Anne 1824

                     Anne     Melting snow mixed with her  tears, as Thomas said hislast words to Anne.  "My dear, you are in the best possible hands. For as long as you live, my bank will send money for yourmaintenance.  You will be well cared for.  The Aston Asylum isone of the finest and most progressive in all of Britain.  Dr. Astonis both a doctor of divinity and a physician, a noted alienist whoassures me you will have the best treatments known to medicalscience.  Good bye, now.  Most...

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The Devils DiscipleChapter 8 Thursday February 1 Anne And My Violent Lifestyle

I didn't see her until after the second ball of the practice session, she'd taken up her position on one of the seats directly behind the lanes. At the first available opportunity I went back and spoke to her. "Still on for tonight is it?" She nodded her head enthusiastically. "After what's been happening at home I don't want to spend any more time there than I have to." "What happened? Is there anything... ?" "I have this extraordinary feeling that you already know but if you...

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8 Mrs Wild Anne Hotel Meat

Anne checked into the hotel. She and Jason hadn’t stayed here for a few months now, but it was a nice hotel, cheap and in a good location.Jason couldn’t sleep over, but they would still get a few hours together. In a way Anne felt lucky, as her company was paying for this hotel. She had a training session in the morning, and the venue was deemed to be too far away.Jason had told Paula he was late back as he was meeting up with some old friends.This was how they had been for eighteen months now,...

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8 Mrs Wild Anne Hotel Meet

Anne checked into the hotel. She and Jason hadn’t stayed here for a few months now, but it was a nice hotel, cheap and in a good location.Jason couldn’t sleep over, but they would still get a few hours together. In a way Anne felt lucky, as her company was paying for this hotel. She had a training session in the morning, and the venue was deemed to be too far away.Jason had told Paula he was late back as he was meeting up with some old friends.This was how they had been for eighteen months now,...

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176 AnneMarie and the desert chicken run

176 Anne-Marie and the desert chicken run Well she was a pretty little thing, he could see that as he watched her from the car, she would be up here with him soon, about five feet and a bit high , perhaps five foot two or three, red hair blue wide and liquid eyes, shapely , nice tits, if a bit small, absolutely right for some of his more discerning clients , his experienced eye told him she was about 25,26,27 that sort of age, which meant for him she would last as an escort whore for a few...

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Tim Learns To Share His Wife Anne

It’s the 1970’s. Tim and Anne were dating in high school. Anne was so cute and beautiful. The boys also pursued her. She would meet the boys over in a ditch by the railroad tracks acrossed from the school at lunch time. The k**s would smoke cigarettes passing them around. Anne would let the boys rub her nipples or finger fuck her. Eventually she would get so stimulated she would do blowjobs. Anne loved the attention, the sexual stimulations and cocks.After graduation from high school, Anne and...

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Educating AnneChapter 3

Anne looked in astonishment through the open door at the huge room beyond. It was so big, she could not see the far wall. Low-ceilinged, hung with silks and lanterns, a pall of smoke was shifting lazily around, propelled by massive slow-moving ceiling fans. And the room was packed. There were no tables or chairs. Everyone was standing, or sitting in little groups on brightly-coloured rugs. All along the right-hand wall stretched a bar counter, where the crowds were five or six deep, and a...

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James Is Stunned How Anne Has More Lovers

James knew and agreed in writing when he married Anne .It's the 1970's. "Sexual freedom" "Women's Lib." He signed an agreement to share her with other men. She has an overactive libido. She had sex with boys in grade school and high school, and college. Recently while he was gone for a few days, he learned that Anne and her friend Carol had fucked a lot of guys. James and Anne have been married 2 years. They dated in college. Both are in their early twenties. Anne was always honest with James...

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Educating Anne Ch 5

Kate and Anne walked leisurely down the surprisingly busy main street. For a small island town, Vicerona had a busy, cosmopolitan feel to it. They had dined very well at a seafood restaurant, and had even tracked down a cyber-café, where they had both managed to e-mail home. Throughout dinner, Anne had continued to be intrigued by Anne’s remark about wanting her to meet someone, but hadn’t pressed her for further explanation. It was while they were having their post-meal liqueurs that Anne...

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Educating Anne Ch 6

The man tipped the bottle sharply and the wine flooded into Anne’s mouth. As it hit the back of her throat, she choked, and coughed, and the wine spilled over her chin and down on to her shirt. She grabbed the neck of the bottle and pulled it away from her mouth – but the big man held it tipped downwards and watched as it slowly emptied its contents over Anne’s white shirt. The red stain spread across the girl’s chest, turning the shirt transparent, and outlining, first, the shape of her...

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My life with Anne Part 1

The first time Anne and I met the attraction between us was instant. We were both in a meeting a work. She was wearing a grey pants suit, white blouse and low shoes and grey socks. I was quite taken by her; she was about my height and not that much in the way of curves or breasts for that matter and had a vaguely masculine look about her. When I first saw her I was so aroused by her, I was quite surprised at the degree of that arousal, I also reckoned that she was a lesbian and that she...

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Sally Anne was Naughty

Number 22 of a series of individual stories. Sally Anne was Naughty by SONIA e-mail [email protected] Please send comments!!! Chapter 1 - The Invitation My wonderful wife Sally Anne and I have had various adventures when I have dressed in lingerie or fully as a woman. I always let Sally Anne dictate how and when I dressed up. We were extremely happily married although Sally Anne has some slight lesbian interests. She generally satisfied these needs by dressing me...

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