Get distracted with Artyom

“Isn’t it hard to believe, Tatya?” Artyom asks me in a hushed voice. “That this is our life?”

We’re sitting together in one of the dugouts.

“It’s crazy.” I answer, looking out into the woods. The weather today is calm, and it isn’t as cold as it was yesterday. “I can’t believe that they left us alone.”

“We should take turns sleeping.” He jokes.

“No, we shouldn’t.”

“I know, but it would be nice.” He says. “But I have a better idea.”

I turn and look at him. “What’s that?” I ask playfully, and bat my eyelashes at him. A big, close lipped smile sneaks across his face and he narrows his eyes at me. An intensity builds between us.

Artyom clumsily leans his rifle against the wall of the dugout. I only have a second to set my own weapon aside before he’s on top of me. We lock our lips aggressively. I wrap my arms and legs around his back and squeeze him tightly, pulling him as close as I possibly can. My heart races and my cheeks burn with excitement. I want this man.

Artyom starts to kiss me slower, but harder. I grind against his body from under him. He pulls back for a second to look in my eyes. We both smile and laugh, breathing hard in order to recover. Artyom swoops back in and starts to kiss me again. This time, our tongues join the action, fighting against one another and exploring each other’s mouths.

“I want you so bad.” He tells me. I give him my approval with a hungry look.

Artyom rolls off of me, so that we’re laying side by side. We stop and take a moment to remove our gloves. He starts to kiss me again, brushing my cheek with his thumb, before moving his hand down my body. He reaches up under my coat and grabs my thigh, before moving over to my pussy and rubbing me over my pants.

“I want more.” I tell him, and immediately go back to kissing. He rubs me harder.

Artyom sneaks his hand up to my waistband. We stop kissing for a moment, and I reach down to help him unbutton the fly of my pants. He reaches inside, and starts to work his hand underneath the waistband of my panties. The electric touch of his fingers edges further and further down, until he finally reaches my bare pussy. It feels so good that it makes me stretch my legs out and curl my toes. Artyom starts to kiss my jawbone, working his way down to my neck. The hot, wet feeling of his lips and his tongue on such a sensitive spot makes me close my eyes and sigh in pleasure. I grind my crotch against his hand.

“I’m so turned on!” I gasp. “I can’t take it anymore! Give it to me, Artyom!”

We break away for a moment, and Artyom gleefully spreads his coat before pawing at his belt and his pants. He shimmies them down, and his dick pops out, standing straight up. I stare at it hungrily. It’s nice and thick. It’s perfect. I roll over onto my knees and grab him around his shaft. Eagerly, I lean down and suck the juicy head of his cock into my mouth. I suck and jerk him furiously for a moment, just to make sure that he is nice and hard. I explore his head with my tongue inside of my mouth. It feels so good.

“Fuck!” He says, throwing his head back. “I’ve got to have you!”

I stop and let go, before laying down on top of him and kissing him again. We roll onto our sides, facing each other before breaking our kiss. I lay on my back, take hold of my own pants and push them down my thighs.

“Like this?” I ask, turning my hips away from him but still looking back at him. He nods, and helps pull my coat out of the way. I lift my leg and he edges up behind me. I’m brimming with excitement.

Artyom rubs the head of his cock around on the inside of my thighs. “So soft.” He whispers.

“Stop teasing me!” I beg him. I’m soaking wet.

“Okay.” He says, and lines his dick up with my pussy. I can feel his head tickling me.

We let out a collective sigh as he shifts his hips forward and my lips part to accommodate him.

“Oh fuck!” He says. We both giggle. It’s finally happening. Artyom grabs my bare hip with his strong hand and starts to gently thrust into me. I bite my lip.

“You’re so tight.” He tells me. “So fucking hot!”

I stretch my head back and enjoy the sensations of his thick, hard cock gliding in and out of me. Artyom takes it as an invitation to lean over me and start to kiss my neck again. It makes my eyes roll back into my head.

“Da!” I gasp. “More!”

He kisses and sucks on my neck. I’m getting hotter and hotter as he builds his pace, fucking me with more and more power. I writhe on the ground, pressing my ass back against him, squeezing him with my pussy, stretching my legs, curling my feet, closing my eyes. I am in heaven.

“Oh fuck, it feels so good.” Artyom whispers in my ear. He brings his hand up from my hip and holds me by my neck. I try to push back against him even harder.

A high pitched moan involuntarily passes my lips, followed by another. I can feel it building, and Artyom senses it. He thrusts even harder, building a steady rhythm.

“Oh da!” I gasp. “Da da da!”

I cross the threshold, and it’s overwhelming. My legs shake uncontrollably as I reach the point of orgasm, cumming on Artyom’s cock as he hammers away. I gasp and moan, writhing against him. He grips me tightly to hold me still.

My chest heaves and my head spins as I come down from the high. Artyom slows his pace, fucking me more gently now.

“I can’t last much longer.” He says to me, breathing hard. “I’m close.”

“I can’t.” He says, and pulls out of me. “I’m gonna cum!”

I roll to my back and quickly grab his cock again. I pump his shaft furiously up and down. Artyom squirms underneath my grip.

“Oh shit!” He gasps, and throws his head back. His cock starts to throb in my hand, spewing rope after rope of hot cum high into the air. I slow my pace as his sighs and the pulsations of his cock weaken. I wait until the very last drop of cum passes through his dick before I finally stop and let go of him.

We lay on the ground, spent, looking at each other, before we start giggling again.

“I’m so glad we didn’t get caught.” He says. “That was unbelievable.”

“It really was.” I tell him with a big smirk. “I can’t wait until we get to do that again.”