“Fuuuuck. You're so much bigger than Fred.”

I got a curious look in my eyes. I'd known with certainty that Nataliya had occasional male lovers over the past couple of years, but I was curious as to who Fred was.

She noticed my look and smiled.

“Cherys' Fred, the dildo. Gawd dammit I forgot how much I missed real cock." And she began to ride me.

With all the skill and grace of her lapdances, Nataliya was now gyrating against me. Her naked breasts were once more shoved in my face, only now when a nipple brushed against my Lips, no bouncers would come and prevent me from taking it into my mouth.

It was the perfect lapdance, a Lapdance with my baton wedged into her snatch and my hands on her ass without inhibition. Nataliya pulled my head up to meet hers for a searing kiss, and we played tonsil hockey while she rotated around my cock like I was in the spin cycle of a washing machine. When she broke away, the husky stripper voice was back.

“Feel my tits against your face. Don't they taste wonderful?" “Do you like my perfume? I wore this one today just special for you." “Fuck, your cock fills me up so well." “Like that? You like that?" With the exotic Russian accent, I was in sensory overload.

We fucked hard and we fucked fast. Neither of us could last forever.

Despite having just cum, I was too excited by the environment and the sexy woman impaling herself upon me. And Nataliya was reveling in her illicit seduction.

With my hands on her asscheeks, I pounded her Lighter body up and down me in rapid thrusts, straining for release. And just when I leaned forward and bit down on one nipple, Nataliya tensed up and shrieked her climax to the heavens. Her inner muscles quivered and set me off, and I was soon joining her, blasting away with wave after wave of hot jism to scald her insides.

We slowly chugged to a halt, Nataliya collapsing against my chest while

I rested my chin on her shoulder and enfolded her in my arms. Only then did I notice that the privacy curtain was pulled aside and both Cherys and Danielle were just outside, looking in.

They looked hot and bothered. Cherys was just hot, her eyes Locked onto the point where my dick was still embedded in Nataliya‘s pussy, creamy fluids leaking down where Cherys could see. Danielle Looked rather more bothered. She was turned on and yet conflicted emotionally with the knowledge that she'd just watched her brother fucking... again.

When it was apparent that we were finished, my sister and her girlfriend closed the curtain and left. I cuddled with Nataliya until we'd both caught our breath, and then it was time to slip into our clothing.

Once we were both dressed, Nataliya pulled me to her and kissed me fiercely. But when she pulled back, the sensual sex goddess was gone from her eyes. All that was left was the mothering big sister. "David.

That was great. And it may happen again. But I don't want to lead you on or anything."

“Don't worry about it. You were a fantasy come true. But I can accept it for what it was."

She kissed me again.

“Happy birthday."

I slept the peaceful sleep of the drunk that night. As soon as my head hit the pillow, the heavy weights on my eyelids dropped down and stayed down.

Well, they stayed down until sometime around 2am. At first, I was dizzy with what promised to be a wicked hangover in the morning. I growled and realized I needed to pee, badly. That's what had woken me up.

I'd just sat up in bed when I first heard the moaning floating in through the wall. "Mmm... fuck me Fred..." It was Cherys' voice.

“Doesn't he feel so good?" Danielle teased.

“Mmm, yeah... Ooh... harder..."

“Shh... you don't want to wake up David," Danielle warned.