Five Mums Ch. 49 - A Night In - Sex Stories

Five Mums Ch. 49 - A Night In

... she bounced up and down upon my meat stick. Her eyes closed, hair jiggling up and down as she bounced. Her big tits seemingly bouncing in sync with her hair. Little beads of sweat on her forehead and decollage. Then my eyes followed her body down, down her body to her feminine parts. Tracing down her tummy with it's small yet prominent baby bump. Down to her pubic triangle which seemingly grew with every day. I knew a lot of men and some women would disagree with me. But I much preferred a nice pubic triangle on women. Maybe not the overgrown, out of control jungle, that some like Grace had. But the well kept slightly trimmed lawn that some like Penny, Brandi and mum had. This was the look Yana was going for. I could hear two noises, the squelching sound of Yana's soaking wet pussy fucking me, and Yana's quite audible but soft moans.

"Oh, Ah, AH, Ah, Ah, Oooh, Aaaah, yes fuck me. Oh, AH, Ooooh, O bozhe, da, trakhni menya." Yana half moaned; half cried. I found it unusual usually her moans or cries were in either Russian or English, not half / half like this time. But it was a pleasant change to fuck someone in these past few days. Who didn't scream blue murder and scream like a howling banshee able to shatter glass a hundred miles away. Meaning Brandi.

As she fucked me in cowgirl for what seemed an eternity, I reached upwards with both hands and started to play with Yana's tits.

"O bozhe, da, poigray s moimi bol'shimi sis'kami, sozhmi menya i dostav' mne ...

... udovol'stviye. YA tebya lyublyu." ( Oh god yes, play with big fucking tits of mine, fucking squeeze me and delight me. I love you.) Yana cried out as I started my assault on her mammaries. She increased her speed driving me closer and closer to my own orgasm.

I Brought one hand down and gave her a light spank on the ass.

"Ow!" Yana cried. She feel forward slightly, and my other hand fell off her tit, as she brought her own arms down and started pressing them down against my shoulders. Holding me tightly down. Pressing me into the bed. Like some sort of rabid cougar holding down her prey. But then I remembered Dad's quips about Yana being Russian, so being a tiger or cougar didn't quite fit. She was a bear. A beautiful blond bear. And she was holding me down, as she forcefully pounded me into her pussy with all her weight.

I had slight giggle.

"Funny?" Yana asked inbetween ferocious pounds.

"Da, Yana, ochen' medvezh'ya." ( Yes, Yana, very bear like.) I muttered as she continued.

"Bear like?" She asked as she continued.

"Explain later." I told her as I reached up and grabbed the back of her head and pulled her towards me, giving her a deep, meaningful, passionate kiss. As her lips touched, our tongues met in the middle and safely enclosed in our cheeks, we had a vigorous game of tonsil hockey as her pressure on my shoulders decreased and I took over the pounding. Pounding upwards and into her with my weight and force. My hips and ass actually lifted off the mattress. ...