The Russian Night
Avgustina was feeling a little lonely on a Friday night in her West Kensington apartment. She had just arrived in London a few weeks before and was still getting used to the city and the people. As she sat on her couch, sipping a glass of wine and flipping through the channels, she couldn't help but feel a little down.
But things were about to change for the better. Just as she was about to give up and go to bed, there was a knock on her door. She hesitated for a moment, wondering who it could be, but then she decided to answer it.
When she opened the door, she was greeted by two handsome Russian men. They were both tall and muscular, with chiseled jawlines and piercing blue eyes. They were dressed in expensive suits and looked like they belonged in a glossy magazine.
"Hi, we're sorry to bother you," one of them said in a thick Russian accent. "We're staying in the apartment next door and we couldn't help but overhear you. We thought you might like some company."
Avgustina couldn't believe her luck. She had always had a thing for Russian men, and these two were some of the most attractive she had ever seen. She couldn't resist the opportunity to spend some time with them, so she invited them in.
The three of them sat on the couch and started chatting, getting to know each other a little better. They talked about their lives in Russia and their experiences in London, and before long, they were laughing and having a great time.
As the night went on, they opened another bottle of wine and things started to get a little more heated. The men couldn't keep their eyes off of Avgustina's ample breasts and curvy body, and she could feel their desire growing with each passing minute.
Finally, they couldn't take it anymore. They moved in closer to her, their hands exploring her body as they kissed her neck and shoulders. She moaned with pleasure as they touched her, her body melting under their skilled hands.
The men were experienced lovers, and they knew just how to please a woman. They took their time with her, teasing and tantalizing her body until she was begging for more.
Avgustina could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as they moved down her body, their lips and tongues exploring every inch of her skin. She writhed in pleasure as they touched her, their fingers slipping inside of her to stroke her sensitive spots.
She was in heaven, her body responding to their every touch and caress. She had never felt this way before, and she never wanted the night to end.
As the men continued to pleasure her, she couldn't help but feel grateful that she had answered the door that night. She had never experienced anything like this before, and she knew that it was something she would never forget.
As the night came to a close, she lay in bed with the two men, her body spent and satisfied. She knew that this was just the beginning of a steamy, sensual journey that she would never forget.