I looked into Nataliya's hazel eyes, shining right at me, and all doubt left my mind. "Let's go."

The instant we entered into the private little cubbyhole, Nataliya launched herself at my face. Our lips met in a tornado of lustful passion and I cast aside all my remaining inhibitions. My hands wrapped around her body, clad once again in the slinky dress.

That would have to go, right away. Nataliya was Like minded as she slipped the shoulder straps and the thin material, which couldn't have weighed more than a few ounces, dropped into a puddle around her feet.

She gave me one last kiss, crushing her lips against mine before she nipped at my lower lip with her teeth. And with a playful growl she grinned and shoved me roughly backwards.

The back of my knees hit something and I sat down suddenly, thankfully falling against an oversized and overstuffed leather couch. There wasn't much more to this room than the couch and the carpeted walls close in on me.

Nataliya bent at the waist to remove her panties, sending her pendulous tits swaying before my face, her hard nipples still protruding out a half-inch. I leaned my head forward to suckle at them, but her hand came flying out of nowhere to slap my cheek.

"Ow!"

“Not yet..." she scolded, waggling a finger in my face. Her smile was simultaneously condescending in that motherly way she had, and devilishly wicked at the same time. She got the g-string off and stood before me, wearing nothing but her skyscraper heels.

Nataliya's hand went between her Legs, where she was shaven completely bare. I could see the skin glistening in the mood lighting. She stirred two fingers inside herself and then brought them to my lips. "Taste how wet I am for you..."

I could smell her arousal long before the fingers got to my lips, but I suckled the digits in to really capture the aroma. And then she knelt before me to open the fly of my jeans.

Nataliya got me unbuttoned and unzipped and tugged at the coarse denim and my shorts until they were both around my ankles. Her hand pumped the shaft a few times experimentally, feeling out the length and testing its rigidity.

“I just knew you would have a beautiful cock,” she moaned.

I couldn't think of a witty comeback. A moment Later, I didn't have to as she craned her head sideways and ran her lips along the shaft from base to tip. She teased the head before rotating over the top and dragging her Lips down the other side.

I could see the red streaks of her lipstick on my dick, and then it was all removed from view as she engulfed me in a single lunge. Her face only got down about halfway, and she bobbed back and forth a few times before forcing herself to relax and slowly sink further down.

When her cherry red lips hit the base of my crotch, all I could do was groan and try not to buck my hips upwards, lest I gag her. I couldn't believe one of my sister's hot Lesbian (excuse me, bisexual) friends was giving me a blowjob, the ultimate act of male dominance. Nataliya was clearly no novice at the art of fellatio, and within minutes I was gasping at the edge of climax. She hoovered me with powerful suction, and after the long tease of lapdances and strippers, I simply exploded.

“Nataliya!” I cried in warning, just barely in time. She pulled me out of her throat just before my hips did thrust up, and her mouth clamped around my head as she began gulping down the heavy loads of cum I was dumping into her throat.

When I was done, I collapsed against the oversized couch, sweating and panting like a stuck pig. "Holy shit..." After the intense build-up, that release was one of my strongest and most satisfying ever.

Nataliya grinned and purred in her honeyed accent, "Yum..." She reached up with a dainty fingernail and scooped up the rope of cum dribbling down her chin, popping the creamy glob into her mouth and sucking. And then her face returned to the source as her hot mouth surrounded me once again and went to work reviving me.

“Let me return the favor," I moaned while fighting through the initial sensitivity and onward to the pleasurable feelings.

With my meat still stuffing her mouth, she shook her head ‘no’.

“It's the least I can do."

She popped off just long enough to say.

“It's your birthday. Now shut up."

I chuckled and felt the last tension leave my body. Now there was nothing Left but the heady arousal one feels with a statuesque, naked blonde.

At last, Nataliya was satisfied with my erection. And pushing on my shoulders to pin me against the backrest, she straddled my naked hips and slowly eased herself onto me.