My other birthday present

The prospect of being a sniper isn’t so exciting now. Evgeny and I leave tomorrow for the worst place in the world. I can’t sleep, so I look over to him from beneath my covers, to find that he was already looking at me. Cautiously, I sit up and look about the room, then slip out of my bed and into Evgeny’s. I lay my head on his chest and hug him tightly.

“Evgeny, I’m scared.”

“I am too.” He rubs my back gently.

“I don’t want to die.”

“Listen, darling. We’re never going to give up! We are going to find a way. We have each other.” He kisses my forehead. “I’m going to take care of you, I promise.”

“Oh Evgeny!” I hug him tighter. “I don’t know how you always make me feel better.”

“That’s what I’m here for.” He strokes my hair.

“At least we’ll be together.” I look up at him.

“At least there’s that. Some kind of silver lining.”

“Maybe we can get blown up by the same shell together.” I joke. “It could be kind of romantic.”

“Don’t be so pessimistic, sweetie.”

“I’m joking.” I tell him. “We’re going to go over there, handle our business, and kick some fascist ass.”

“That’s right.” He says apprehensively.

“And you’re going to have to get used to being on the second or third page, because they’re going to be writing stories about me.”

“It’s good to see you acting like yourself.”

“Oh Evgeny, you’re too sweet.”

He kisses me.

“Of course, Tatya. I care about you.”

I kiss him again, and throw my leg over him. The feeling of the bare skin of our legs touching is electric.

“You are a good boyfriend, Evgeny. Do you remember when I told you that being my boyfriend has its perks?”

“I do.”

“I want you.” I whisper hungrily in his ear. “I want you to love me good. Love me like it’s the last night of your life. I need you!”

Evgeny and I start to make out more aggressively, feeling each other up with our hands. I have been waiting a long time for this, and I am starting to feel really turned on for him.

Evgeny’s strong hands caress my body, and they make me sigh. He shuts me up with another kiss, this one harder. His fingertips brush over my naked thigh, close enough to make me tingle with excitement. I stop kissing Evgeny to shift my body, and open my legs for him.

He takes it as an invitation, and strokes the inside of my thigh as he works his fingers closer and closer to my pussy. I let out another little sigh when his fingers finally find their mark, and begin rubbing me over my panties.

“A little lower.” I whisper, and he obliges. “Yes!” I sigh, my toes curling.

I lay there in the heavenly feeling of my lover’s arms, the gentle stimulation of his skillful fingers making me forget all of my worries in this moment.

“You’re turning me on!” I moan in his ear, and grab his hand. I pull it back and try to stuff it beneath my waistband. Evgeny crawls his hand underneath, and rubs my pubis and the tops of my thighs.

“Stop teasing me.” I demand, and Evgeny shifts his fingertips to my bare pussy, which is already starting to become slick.

“Yes.” I whisper when he starts to rub it. I feel him slide one of his fingers down further and further, until it rests right on the entrance. I curl my toes when he slips it inside of me. I writhe inside the grip of his other arm, my body flushing with heat.

“Oh Evgeny!” I moan softly. “Your fingers aren’t enough!”

I reach over and take a commanding grip of his cock over his underpants, and start to jerk it through them. Evgeny presses his advantage with his fingers. We begin to kiss again, and Evgeny stops fingering me and breaks my grip to roll on top of me. His firm bulge grinds against me. Him being on top of me makes me feel so small and cute. I look up at him and pout, because my pussy aches for more stimulation.

Fiendishly, I reach down and start yanking on the sides of Evgeny’s drawers. He rolls his hips to help me pop his juicy cock out of them. Evgeny stops to kiss me, then lifts his hips to allow me to pull down my own panties. I hastily pull one of my feet out so I can spread my legs nice and wide for him. His firm body eases its way in between them, and his cock rests against my thigh.

“I need you to put it in, Evgeny!” I beg. He reaches down to line himself up and slowly, slowly begins to push his head into me, until my pussy spreads and invites him inside. The two of us sigh, and he begins gyrating his hips. I grind back against him.

“Oh Evgeny!” I moan when I feel his thick rod work its way deeper inside of me. He shuts me up by pressing his mouth against mine and kissing me. I make out back with him, whimpering into his mouth as he starts humping me with gentle strokes, gradually burying more and more of himself inside of me.

Once he’s in nice and deep, he starts to pick up his pace. I sigh and wrap my legs around him, squeezing the sides of his body and trying to pull him in deeper. I moan again, and this time Evgeny silences me by introducing his tongue to our kiss. I kiss him with everything I have, squeezing his body with my legs and his hard cock with my pussy. I am going to milk him dry.

His gentle thrusts begin to become longer, with more **** behind them. We continue to tongue kiss. Evgeny pulls back and props his body up to rip his shirt off. I take his cue and pull off my own.

Evgeny dives back in on top of me, resuming his thrusting, rubbing his hands all over my body, before fighting one behind my back to attack my bra. I prop myself up on my elbows to let him pull it away, and he takes a moment to admire me, before kissing me again. His hand strokes up the side of my body before gently caressing my breast.

The passion beneath our sheets grows, our once gentle session of lovemaking devolving into two animals fiendishly humping each other, operating from pure instinct. It’s so hard to keep the sounds of my moans and whimpers down, because the feeling of his beefy rod sliding in and out of my wet pussy is becoming overwhelming.

“Oh, Evgeny!” I moan again. This time, he clamps his hand down over my mouth to keep me quiet, his hips hammering me over and over. I feel myself creeping closer and closer to the edge, and my naked body writhes underneath Evgeny’s.

I start to cum on Evgeny’s cock harder than I ever have before, my whole body shaking, my toes curling. My eyes roll back and I whimper helplessly into his hand as he continues to plow me mercilessly. In this moment, the man on top of me and the hard dick filling my pussy are the only things that matter in the world. I have to bite Evgeny’s hand to keep myself from screaming in pleasure.

Evgeny touches me softly, still rhythmically humping me as I come down from the high of my orgasm. I rub and scratch his back, looking up at him and panting. He leans in to give me a gentle kiss, before laying on top of me. He continues to fuck me, but now, he is the one who is beginning to whimper. I stretch my head up to kiss the base of his neck.

“I’m so close.” He whispers in my ear, his thrusts starting to become more erratic.

“Cum inside of me.” I whisper back. “Don’t worry, it’s safe.”

“Fuck.” He whimpers. “Fuck!”

Evgeny moans, his grip on me tightens, and his body tenses on top of me. I wrap my legs around his back to pull him as deep inside of me as I can. He moans again, and his cock starts to pulse inside of me. He continues to whimper, his legs shaking and his dick twitching, splattering his hot load all over the inside of my pussy. I dig my fingernails into his back and sigh.

The two of us are nothing but a sweaty heap when he is done, and he lays on top of me, both of us panting. Evgeny gives me another kiss.

“That was amazing.” He whispers, slipping his softening cock out of me and rolling over.

I snuggle up against him and touch his chest.

“Don’t worry, Evgeny.” I whisper. “We’re going to be okay.”