maskirovka | overflow / open post II

If she had her way, they'd never leave the house until Monday morning. And only then because they both had classes, she had practice, and who knew when they'd be able to be together like this again. It was only Friday afternoon, so there were two and a half more glorious days for her to gorge on her beautiful lover, and it was with no abashment at all that the girl gazed over at him and nodded.

"Da, Dzheyms," she told him, voice thick with desire. "I need you, badly." Her hips lifted, an offering all for him, and she cupped her breasts, thumbs rubbing her nipples to aching hardness. "Put your mouth on me?" She made it a mewled little question. "I love your mouth, malyshka. So hot, so soft...so, so good...mmm, pleeeease?"

Bucky moves so he can kneel on the floor in front of her and slides his hands up her smooth, pale legs. Her skin is so soft and when he reaches her shorts, he tugs them down and off. It's all she's wearing so it's easy to get rid of them and once he has, he leans in and just nuzzles against her thigh before inhaling a bit.

"You smell so good," Bucky murmurs. "I could just smell you all day, Natalia."

Right now, though, he wants to taste so he licks a stripe along her thigh to tease before he gets to what he really wants.

Natalia nibbled on her lower lip and lifted her hips to let him skim her shorts away. The insides of her pale thighs were damp, glistening, and the girl parted her legs further, taking initiative enough to prop one on her professor's shoulder, cheeky and wicked.

"Da," she moaned, squirming a little, already anticipating the heat of his mouth between her thighs. Hopefully he would fuck her with his tongue, too. And a few fingers, just to really get her as high as she could get. She knew she looked brazen and lewd; sprawled pale and perfect on his dark-colored couch, red curls strewn over the arm and pillows, but she didn't have the first care.

"Dzheyms," she moaned, seeing that dark head descend to taste her skin. Propped on her elbows, the girl tugged at her nipples, eager. "Mmmm, yes...moooore, pleeease."

Natalia is always loud and it's a good encouragement, especially for him, and he's finally getting confident that not only that he's wanted but that he can make her feel good and she's coming back for more than just the thrill of being with him.

He works his hands between her thighs and spreads her with his thumbs before sliding his tongue against her slowly, just enjoying the taste of her and the feel of her under his lips.

It's one of his favorite things to do, this, and he always wants to do a good job.

Lush hips bucked against his mouth, the girl unable to check the movement. The feel of his tongue against her slick, wet flesh was magnificent, and Natalia felt her back arch, offering all of her petite body to him. He was so good with his mouth, it really should be a sin, but she was a willing victim, with thighs spread wide and her body rolling against his face, begging for more.

She couldn't help but stare down at him while he licked at her, and the sight was more than amazing. It was so sinfully erotic, her professor's head between her legs, his mouth sealed over her swollen flesh, his lashes so long they nearly touched his flushed cheeks. The only better image was his cock pistoning in and out of her, her legs spread wide to let him plunder.

The girl squirmed, moaned, and whined, one hand clenched in Bucky's dark hair, the other tugging at her nipples for that extra bite of pain with her mounting pleasure. "Oh, malyshka," she panted, bare calf flexing against his shoulder, "da-da-da-daaaa...mmmm, yes..."

Bucky hasn't ever been with anyone as expressive as Natalia is in bed and he's pretty sure none of them have ever been as loud either. His ex had mostly been quiet in bed, even when their sex life was good, and he doesn't make a lot of noise himself.

Not Natalia. She whimpers, she squeals, she sighs - any noise you could imagine coming out of a woman, comes out and they're coming out now.

Bucky moves his mouth a little so he can suck at her clit and starts working in two of his fingers. He wants to feel her clamp down on him. He needs it.

Her squirms intensified when those fingers began to penetrate her, and the girl bit her lower lip, hips straining to pull them further in, squeezing tight around their thickness. That talented mouth sealed over her clit, making her squeal, and she bucked beneath him, whining as she writhed across the couch pillows.

Full breasts heaved with her breathless panting, already flying so high it wouldn't take long to have her falling apart under his hands and mouth. But she held on, determined to make it last and last. She wanted to savor all of him, to make him earn her pleasure, even if all he had to do at times was touch her.

"C'mon, Natalia," Bucky murmurs against her thigh before moving his lips back to her clit to work it some more. He knows she has to be close, the way she's squirming, but she's holding back for some reason and he just wants her to fall apart under him. It feels as good for him as it does when she's getting him off and he craves it.

He doesn't change what he's doing but keeps it steady, not wanting to let up when she's so close and potentially ruin it. There's nothing he would want less than to ruin it for Natalia.

Hearing his encouragement and watching him dive back between her legs to molest her further finally drove the girl right over the edge. She fell into her climax, slim thighs quaking and small frame trembling, unable to buck her hips but her breathless gasps and the heave of her breasts left no doubt of her pleasure. Red hair tossed, Natalia whimpering and whining as she writhed atop the couch with her professor's head between her legs.

Propped on her elbows, she couldn't yank on his hair to express her emotions, but his name tripped from her lips, along with her breathless whispers of blatant approval and desire. When she finally came down from that magnificent high, it was with a siren's smile and a loving warmth in deep green eyes. Natalia wordlessly held out her arms for him, shifting back atop the couch, naked and replete.

Bucky is more than happy to shift to the couch to hold her and he tucks Natalia against his chest while they sit there and try to catch their breath. He slides one of his hands through her hair, teasing through the curls, and kisses the crown of her head.

"You were perfect," he murmurs. "So perfect. You always are but you were extra perfect this time. I couldn't ask for more than what I have in you, Natalia."

Natalia insistently pulled him back over with her, stretching out beneath her gorgeous lover as they nestled together on the couch. The TV was still on, the film winding down to whatever conclusion, but the small redheaded girl paid it no mind. Not while still tingling from her beautiful professor's skilled hands and mouth.

"Mmmmm..." She preened to his praise, covetously winding small arms and strong legs around him, holding him close. Bucky still wore his shirt, and it had her giggling as she worked it up and over his head, tossing it aside to have him fully naked atop her, golden and gleaming.

"And you will always have me, James," she promised, kissing him slowly, thoroughly. "I know you might not believe it yet, but I really do love you." A small hand stroked his cheek, feathered through his hair. "I really, really do." Another kiss. "...and it's okay if you don't say it back," she told him. "I promise I understand. Just..." and her eyes became a little sad, "...just don't send me away, please?"

"I wouldn't send you away unless you wanted to go," Bucky promises her. "And I really hope that doesn't happen. I know it can happen - falling out of love with a person - but I don't think it will happen with us."

He hasn't ever felt this strongly about anyone and while he's scared to say it's love, it's probably love. He just doesn't want to give those words and be wrong about it or, worse, be hurt all over again. He kisses Natalia rather than think about it for the moment.

He winds his arms around her a little tighter and lets the kiss go on before breaking it gently. "I'm not worried about us breaking up."

She kissed him back, just as needful, and sighed against his mouth when they parted. "I know that I am greedy," she confessed, nuzzling at his cheek, jaw, and lips. "I just...want you so much.." Another slow kiss. "You are everything," Natalia told him, gently licking at his jaw and beneath his chin. "All I have ever wanted, just for myself."

She was still wrapped around him, warm, soft, and pliant beneath his delicious thick frame. "And I know I am too young. For here, I mean. But I don't care, not when I have you." He'd said they'd stay together, and it lightened the girl's heart, brought the sparkle back to her eyes.

"We will be together, always? Like this? And more?" God, she hoped so.

"Like this," Bucky confirms. "I'll even let you haul me to Russia where I have to live in snowboots and a parka just to survive." Bucky knows that not every part of Russia is literally Siberia but he has to tease just a little because the prospect of moving halfway across the world is a little daunting. He'll do it, though, because he's never had anything remotely like this and it's not like Natalia can stay here. She has duties to her family back home she has to fulfill.

"Can I still teach there? I don't know what universities there are but I need to start looking at requirements and see if I have them. I need to learn Russian, too, if I'm going to instruct. I might teach a class full of numbers but I still need to give instructions in a language that my students are going to be able to understand."

She grinned like a fox when he mentioned moving to Russia with her. Natalia gave a cute little squeal and buried her nose in his neck, licking her way to his mouth to kiss him eagerly. "I would love for you to come home with me," she told him, heated and eager. "And Jet, too." Her excitement prompted a sensuous little wiggle, squirming beneath him on the couch.

"Definitely, you can teach," she added after another series of breathless, messy kisses. "So few professors in Russia, not a lot of classes at the collages. Which is why I had to come here," she told him. "Not enough instructors to complete education." Delighted with his confession, the girl wormed a hand down between them and gave the left cheek of his rear a firm squeeze.

"I will teach you Russian. You will speak like a native in no time."

"I need to learn how to say more than sex things, Natalia," Bucky teases, but his eyes are light and his smile big. "So remember that when you're teaching me Russian so I don't go and embarrass myself in front of everyone by using pet names for everything."

The idea of going to Russia is taking root in his head now, it's more of a real possibility, and Bucky finds that he doesn't mind leaving the States behind. It would be a fresh start for him.

"Would we be in Moscow or Saint Petersberg?"

This time, it was a slap on his ass rather than a squeeze, but the girl laughed along, regardless. "I will teach you more, than hot sexy things to say in my ear as we have sex, James." She paused, biting her lower lip with her eyes shining. "...and I should probably admit that your voice does wicked things to me, malyshka." The hand on his ass began to knead, aided by her other.

"When I lived on campus, I always recorded your lectures. And played them at night." Natalia smirked up at her lover, devilishly coy. "Shall I tell you what I did while I listened?" She rolled her hips beneath his, teasing, caressing, arching her back to press full breasts against his bare chest. "And what I imagined you doing to me while you talked?"

"I thought we were talking about what city I was gonna live in," Bucky teases, laughing softly. He doesn't really care about that right now, not when he's getting his ass slapped by a pretty girl. He grins at her, wide.

"I don't know, probably some really naughty thing. Do I even wanna imagine it or should you just tell me outright?"

Something tells him she's not exactly gonna keep it from him.

"Either or," Natalia replied quickly. "Wherever you want to teach, we will go there." Then she smirked, giggling low in her throat, completely naughty. "Mmm, I imagined being here in your house, and you bending me over the couch and fucking me hard, hard enough to make me scream for you, malyshka. And then in your kitchen, you had me on the table with my legs over your shoulders, begging me to come all over your cock."

Natalia paused only to slide her tongue between Bucky's lips, rubbing against him sinfully. After those torrid kisses, she continued, "And you told me what a good girl I was, what a pretty girl I was just for you, on my back in the kitchen, and how you loved fucking me everywhere...and couldn't wait to see my belly get big, all just for you."

Still nuzzling and kissing, the girl said, "I love hearing you, James. Your voice...mmm, I love it. Especially when I suck your cock and you cry out for me...malyshka, so hot.."

That's...a lot to get out of a physics lecture and Bucky hopes none of his other students are thinking about that when they listen to him to take notes after class. He's hung up on see my belly get big because he hasn't mentioned pregnancy to Natalia and she's so young - it would be terrible to get her pregnant right now when there's so much time for that later in life.

"Yeah, well, I have trouble being quiet when you're getting me off like that. I think it would be impossible if I tried so I'm not gonna try."

He touches her cheek lightly. "I don't wanna have kids with you right now. You're too young. You understand that, right? I'm not saying no, I'm just saying I want you to have a life for yourself first before we have that."

She was on the best birth control medicine and money could provide. "No, no babies right now," Natalia agreed. "For that, I am too young." She wanted to experience her life before having to live it for someone else. "Much later, we will have babies. As many as you want, malyshka."

Then she grinned, stretching languidly beneath his pleasant weight. "I think that is your favorite, being in my mouth," she teased, rubbing a bare thigh between his legs. Her lashes lowered, teeth nibbling at her lower lip. "Mine is when you are all the way in me. So full of you...I love it, James."

Bucky laughs softly. "Yeah, yeah, you caught me. It's not that I don't love that, though. Cause I like being all the way in you too. You feel really good and you always want me and that makes it feel better, you know? It always feels better when the other person cares about you."

He's getting so much of that right now that he hardly knows what to do with himself. It's almost too much but not quite. He's basking in it.

"I just didn't get a lot of blowjobs before so, you know. I like them."

Hearing him laugh and seeing him happy warmed the girl from the inside out. Natalia reached up to kiss him again, just as deep and just as loving as before, coiling her tongue with his as they slipped and slid against each other. He was so perfect; it was a wonderful dream made flesh that she held in her arms.

She was softly panting when they parted, and she smirked against his lips. "Nyet? American women are so stupid," she rolled her eyes playfully. "I will give you all you want. Anywhere. Just tell me." A small hand wrapped around his cock now, stroking and squeezing.

"Hey, hey, give me time to recover. My breathing is still a wheeze," Bucky says and he knows his cheeks are pink. He's just not used to Natalia's infinite sex drive and he guesses he has to get used to it but he's having trouble keeping up with her all the time.

"You're gonna end up making me lose that if you keep messing with it," he teases. "Can only handle so much down there."

Natalia snerked, wickedly amused, but she had to concede him the point. So she wound her arms around his neck again, instead, and continued her campaign to smother him with affection.

Kisses and caresses she freely gave, giggling into their shared intimacy with each other. The couch was hot beneath her - leather wasn't exactly the best surface to be fooling around on - but she didn't care.

"You are not that much of old man to be so out of shape," she gently chided him. "I will keep you young. Work you hard." Wear him out, certainly, but that was just a side effect.

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