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A Russian Ordeal in Mongolia

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April 17th, 2047 “It wasn’t a move I was expecting,” I said as I stared at the cameras. I shook my head. I still couldn’t quite believe it had happened. “President Demyan Ignatov caught me completely off-guard.” “Is it safe to say that was the most surprising moment in your presidency?” Adelia asked, the caramel-skinned woman leaning forward, such interest in her eyes. She licked her lips. “Definitely,” I said, shaking my head. “I can still remember that moment, coming down from my orgasm,...

Russian Roulette

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A Well Lived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 27 The Russians are Coming Part II

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The gloomy Russian winter day. The city of Tambov. In street was -20 ° C and the huge snowdrifts. In the streets Russians in felt boots ran wrapped in their thick fur coats. The monument to Lenin in the central square was half-covered with snow. Fifteen minutes ago by a huge icicle that fell from the local KGB building was killed a passerby. The place where fell the deadly icicle already was cordoned off by Cossacks and militia, the Russian police.The room with the dirty shabby walls in one of...

Laurie s Russian Connexion

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Death and the Russian Winter

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The sound of a door is heard behind you. The lock being disengaged and the hinges creaking as a Tall man in a military uniform comes from behind you. Looking straight ahead, feigning courage and stupidity at the same time, the man sees right through it. He knows you are a spy for the Russians. Why else would you be here. As he looks down to you, you look past him, as if he wasn't there to begin with. He starts speaking to you, a formality you guess. You have nothing to say to him, let...

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It happened in the summer of last year, I was walking down the street as if nothing had happened. it was terribly hot outside, and my head was empty, another monotonous day. when i reached the alley, i decided to sit on a bench that was covered with a large shadow and cool off a little. the prospect of sitting in the shade and watching people pass by cheered me up a little, and i sat down well on a bench and began to look around. a passerby with a dog was passing to my left, and two cyclists...

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It happened in the summer of last year, I was walking down the street as if nothing had happened. It was terribly hot outside, and my head was empty, another monotonous day. When I reached the alley, I decided to sit on a bench that was covered with a large shadow and cool off a little. The prospect of sitting in the shade and watching people pass by cheered me up a little, and I sat down well on a bench and began to look around. A passerby with a dog was passing to my left, and two cyclists...

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I didn't know that yet, but it already explained a heck of a lot of things. Like every girl called Dannii, or at least every girl I ever imagined being called Dannii, she was slightly taller than usual, had long, straight, blond hair, a fit, sporty body and a face that begged for a bucket full of the stickiest cum to be thrown all over it. Dannii was looking at me. That was a strange realization, 'cause I wasn't necessarily the best dancer, nor did I run around topless showing off my...

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After sourcing a new supplier in China named Best Enterprises, I was surprised to find that the company was mostly owned by a Russian named Dmitri Karsov. I would end up doing a great deal of business with this company from then on. My initial dealings via email were with a Chinese woman named Lilly Li. She was highly efficient and I enjoyed buying from them in the ensuing years.B/E was located in a large industrial city in the south of China. The city had initially been a fishing village prior...

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MY RUSSIAN MATURE with PICTURES

This is a true story, and for the first time, I’m actually going to include some photos. If you check my photo gallery, I uploaded 3 pictures. I cut her face out of them and distinguishing marks so she’ll never be identified by anyone. For anonymity I will refer to her by a generic Russian name: “Sasha”. The doctor’s office I go to, here in NYC is in a Russian/Jewish neighborhood. There are usually older Russian women there , but every now and then you get hot “bombshells” walking in who’d...

Russian Shemales

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One of our friends is Russian and wanted to celebrate her birthday in the city at a Russian restaurant. If youve never been to a Russian party, youre missing it, they know how to party. There is food, vodka and dancing all night long. The restaurant she picked had a motel across the parking lot from it and there was a group of eight couples, one couple lived in the city, that went down for the party and all of us out of towners got a room at the motel, which wasnt fancy but clean. We arrived...

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I have been back a few days to my apartment in Moscow. Things seemed to be going as normal, business meetings dinners out with friends my eyes falling out of my sockets at the endless stream of beautiful Russian babes. However things changed yesterday with a very nice encounter with a lady I have know for three years.Irina a lovely yummy mummy my neighbour invited me for coffee as we travelled up in the lift to the 7th floor of our block. It was early morning I had been to the shops she had...

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Mary loved visiting a rough bar close to the docks. The men frequenting the place invariably appealed to her. Mary was average-looking, but had two puppies in her blouse that usually drove the men she preferred wild with lust. Large as her tits were, they were absolutely beautiful.Mary loved well-endowed males but never responded rudely when men were not up to scratch. She always let the bug-fuckers do their thing, before making one or another excuse for an early departure. The worst men for...

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My Russian 45 year old girlfriend Sonya had arrived in the U.S. about a year ago, we worked together and I helped her adjust to America. Like most older inhibited Russian women she came to America and decided to adjust her lifestyle and try new experiences. By adjust I mean having me introducing her to all kinds of kinky sex (anal, oral, leather, and costumes). She may have been 45 but being a former ballet dancer she looked 30, Sonya was a classic Russian Nordic beauty. Several weeks ago a...

My Sexy Russian Neighbor

My wife and I were in our early forties and had been married fifteen years when we had new neighbors move into the seasonal cottage next door. Jerry was a salesman. Tall, intelligent and very opinionated on a variety of subjects. He was in his mid fifties. His wife, Sasha was from Russia, and a few years younger than my wife and I. She spoke English very well, but still had a pronounced (and very sexy) accent. During the Summers Sasha would spend time at the cottage which had a beach nearby,...

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My wife and I were in our early forties and had been married fifteen years when we had new neighbors move into the seasonal cottage next door. Jerry was a salesman. Tall, intelligent and very opinionated on a variety of subjects. He was in his mid fifties. His wife, Sasha was from Russia, and a few years younger than my wife and I. During the Summers Sasha would spend time at the cottage which had a beach nearby, while Jerry would work, and stay at their other house a couple of hours away. We...

The Day I Fucked My Russian Maid

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I bought an apartment in a Bohemian part of the city, which had three gay bars, a gay club, and a sauna, in very close proximity to one another, but apart from other gay establishments that were slightly further afield. Being within walking distance, however, I mainly stuck to the venues closest to me.The first gay bar in the area predominantly attracted a lesbian crowd and therefore wasn’t on my radar. I did, nevertheless, frequent the other two bars regularly. They were very different, and...

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Rika the Redheaded Russian Rancher

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The Russian FrontPart 2 Submission and Dignity

She remembers the first bath he gave her every time she bathes the children. They can run only one or two inches of hot water, so little that she often merely sponge bathes herself. He had the riches of conquest, though, an ancient bathtub with four claw legs. He filled it well up with water so hot they had to wait before they could use it. She had remained kneeling when he pulled out of her mouth to run the water, his obedient subject, hands on thighs, face red and wet. He led her to the...

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Leaving Desnerek to amuse himself with Esther, Ellie presented herself to the Kalinin with considered formality. Of all the possible approaches — from forcibly removing the girls from the palace through to buying them back at the auction that Victoria had planned, the straightforward approach was, Ellie had decided, the one most likely to succeed. It is good of you to see me, Kalinin," she said nodding her head in respect as she entered the office of the Kushtian Head of State. "And I am...

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Maria McCourtMarie McCourt was a catholic girl with solid beliefs. Married with three children, and well-respected in the local area. Even after three births, she still had a figure of a woman ten years her junior.She worked in a small Irish bar and had been there for about eight years.Marie was 5'6 with long brown hair, her complexion was dark, and men always commented on her brown eyes. She was more often mistaken for being Latina, as opposed to her Irish roots. In the barIt was a Thursday;...

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Black List II Russian WinterChapter 14

Spencer wakes up alone. After looking around the safe house, the only thing he finds is a note from Jennifer explaining that she was out to meet with a contact and would return shortly. After a shower, he waits for another half hour before finally deciding to get some information himself. So he leaves his own note and heads out from the apartment. Not long after, Spencer finds an internet café a few blocks away from the safe house. Using a secure network that the TDF uses, he contacts the...

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“Good evening. I’m Jerry Strut.” “And I’m Susan Pellt.” “The top story on Channel 3 News tonight is the explosion of a small cottage near Fairfax City earlier today,” Jerry Strut begins. “The conditions that lead to the apparent explosion are still unknown at this time. There has been one body recovered from the blaze with another man—his identity being withheld at this time—found outside with a bullet wound. The man was taken to the D.C. Medical Hospital and is said to be making a...

The Russian FrontPart 3 Happiness and Loss

She didn't hate him. She never had, even when he had taken her that first day. His ability to arouse her was frightening, though, when she thought about it in the middle of the night, and she began to doubt herself. She imagined a Faustian pact, that he had sold his soul to the devil in return for the ability to arouse women. She fell asleep thinking about it. He was affectionate in the morning, and her failure to react to him came from exhaustion, not an attempt to gain distance from him....

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“As you can see behind me,” the reporter says, waving her hand at the scene. “Tanks, helicopters and ground troops are invading South Africa. I have received confirmed reports of battleships off the coast. This looks like a full scale invasion with both Russian and Chinese militaries in the mix. The entire country is in an uproar with locals trying to get out of the country. This just coming in...” she pauses to put a hand to her ear and listens for a few moments. “I have just received word...

Black List II Russian WinterChapter 8

The night is calm. No wind blows. A chill hangs in the air and there is no doubt that winter is here. Ronnie throws down his cigarette and stomps it out before heading back in. “Fuck, it’s cold out there,” he says walking back into the control office. “That’s what I love about South Dakota, it gets cooler faster,” Daniel, his co-worker, says as he sits and looks at the various screens in front of him. With all the attacks on power plants taking place, the Twin Falls Power Plant has installed...

Russian FolktaleChapter 2

Tuesday night Nick spent the first part of the night tossing and turning in his bed. He couldn't stay asleep and he was distinctly uncomfortable. Finally he threw the blanket and sheet off of his body in frustration and then pulled off his underwear as he realized his cock felt itchy. He stumbled into the bathroom and endured the painful moment as his eyes adjusted to the light. His cock in hand, he examined the flaccid member for a rash or redness. The skin looked normal but still the itch...

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Shane Cooke and Steven Patmore are taken by submarine to Cape Town, South Africa. From there they are transported to Morhotlong, a city in the country of Lesotho. Being a landlocked country, nearly in the center of South Africa, the country doesn’t give much resistance as the coalition moves in. The two men now sit in a troop transport truck guarded by two Chinese soldiers. The trip to the mines is a bit bumpy and the climate is a drastic change from the one in Russia. “It is quite an idea...

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“What have we got, Davis?” Doug Wiltkins inquires. “Not much, sir,” the man replies. “We’ve found traces of C-4 and a few footprints.” “Tell me about the footprints,” Wiltkins presses. “Military grade,” Davis says without skipping a beat. “Though, I wouldn’t say American. They are the first to be found at any of the sites so far.” “Considering that they’re hitting random sites means there I more than one team,” Wiltkins reasons. “Get in touch with the governor of each state in the...

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Maanvi started to give him food as he got stomach upset due to outside food for long and on one fine morning when she went there to give him morning Coffee on seeing his erect 9 Inch cock while he was asleep and she was lured into sucking it and then while bathing she fell in bathroom and Montu Kumar treated and helped her and then fucked her. They were facing problems to find a safe and secluded place for regular fucking afterwards so one day he fucked her in the Garden at a lonely place and...

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The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner for the comapny which has organised this fashion show.. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about how he become a Sugar Daddy of Two families Maanvi started to give him food as he got stomach upset due to outside food for long and on one fine...

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Russian Shemales 3 The Revenge

I am asking the translator what that means: The Revenge. There is no revenge in my story! And she says it is a kind of joke. Like the Electric Boogaloo. I do not understand why that is funny, but she is telling me to trust her, and continue with my story.When we grew awake in the morning, Svetlana wanted more sexy sexy time, but I said to not. Because Mr. Aronoff would be there soon to pick us up for the bus ride back to home. Svetlana, who looked more like Serge in the morning, said...

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The next Friday, Serge and I take bus into the city again. He was very anxious to be there and to get pretty again. I am just anxious.Friday night is much like the previous Friday night. We move furniture, and build set, and then smoke cigarettes and drink vodka. Saturday is again the same: We are showered, and painted into pretty ladies. We take turns posing for camera in bras and panties and slips and stockings and high heels. We are both getting better at walking in heels. (If you...

New Year from Russian

New year came nearer. - Well where we will spend New Year? - mother asked me. The next new year it was decided to spend at Pavlovs, Sanyok and his mother. The aunt Tanya was the beautiful, low woman. The big breast and deep thighs with the amazing back, were my old dream. I was in love with it from the first class. On December 31 about 21 hours I and mother sat in cozy chairs in Pavlov's apartment. I with Sank savoured cocktail, mothers watched TV and listened to us...

Adventure With An Amazing Russian Pussy

Hey, there readers, this is Rahul and I’m back with another real sex story which happened to me on the 13th April. A little about myself, I am a Northerner residing in Bangalore. I am a footballer, slim, 5’9” tall and fair. My tool size is 6.5” in length and 3” in girth. I love experimenting on the bed but few of my favorites include, eating pussy, and extended foreplay. Any feedbacks on this story? Please write to me at So it all started when my friends and I went to Goa for a bachelor’s...

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Black List II Russian WinterChapter 20

“The terrorist threat that rocked America these past few days has finally been resolved. According to the Terrestrial Defense Force, the Chinese leader behind the attacks was killed here in Silverdale, Washington last night,” the reporter says. “Unfortunately, during the firefight between the TDF and the terrorist group, the power plant was destroyed and has left thousands of people without power and a very cold winter. The president has announced a plan to aid the north western states that...

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“Reporting live from Boulder, Colorado this is Sarah Brickett,” the lithe, blonde reporter says into the camera. “As you can see behind me, the Boulder Hydro Dam has been destroyed. The National Guard has been called in to help find victims in the town below. At approximately four-thirty this morning, just after shift change, the dam suffered an explosion. One Hundred and thirty-three workers are confirmed dead, several are still missing. The death toll for the town below is still uncertain....

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“I am reporting to you from Gaborone, Botswana,” the reporter begins, smiling at the camera. “Many of the cities including Pretoria have been taken over and are now in control by the Russian and Chinese coalition. Many of the people fought back against the invaders and were easily killed. Their bodies are now left in the streets to rot beneath the hot sun to serve as an example not to fight back. With the borders secured, no traffic can come or go from the country. This reporter was able to...

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