Zach woke up in the morning to find Susan next to him on her stomach, one of the mahogany-skinned staff steadily pumping his cock in and out of her ass.
“This is too much like dying and going to heaven, isn’t it?” Susan asked when she saw Zach looking at her.
“I’ll say,” Zach agreed, looking past Susan to see Krista’s legs wrapped around the waist of the man fucking her.
“Good morning,” Olga said in her thick Russian accent, looking down at Zach, her clamshell pussy closed. “I can suck your cock?” she asked.
“What about…” Zach started to ask, then looked over and saw Mahana on top of Yuri reverse cowgirl. “Sure,” he said, smiling as she dropped to her knees and wrapped a hand around his cock. “You have very nice cock,” she said, wrapping her lips around it and tasting it with her whole mouth before going down on him until her nose was pressing against his thigh. “Big. I did not know that Americans had big cocks. We are always told that they are small and not very manly. Yours is very manly,” she said, sucking on the head for a moment, her sharp tongue probing the slit.
“I’ve never seen a Russian pussy,” Zach said, “or tasted one.”
“Everyone says that mine is very pretty and tastes like champagne,” Olga said, smiling at him.
“Show me,” Zach said, smiling as she crawled on top of him, spreading her legs wide, her clamshell pussy spreading open in front of his face to reveal her delicate, dark-tinged inner lips and a tiny clit. “It is very pretty,” he said, dragging his tongue from her tiny clit up through her inner lips and then into her, tasting her tangy juices as they bathed his tongue, groaning as he felt his cock entering her throat, her entire mouth and throat milking him as she sucked his cock.
“Can you cum now, then fuck me in the ass?” Zach heard Krista asked.
“Of course,” the man replied.
“I want to taste it,” Krista said. “Cum in my mouth.”
The combination of Olga’s mouth on his cock, her pussy on his tongue, and picturing Krista with a mahogany cock going off in her mouth proved too much for Zach and he lost it, his cock exploding in Olga’s mouth, her pussy flooding his tongue as she gulped his cum down, siphoning his cock until she had gotten every last drop of cum from him.
“Do all Americans cum so much?” Olga asked, laying on top of Zach gasping for breath. “Russian men don’t and their cum is thin, not like yours, which is very thick, almost chewy. I love cum.”
“I have no idea,” Zach replied as she turned around, a smile splitting her sharp elfin features as she looked down into his face, her large, dark nipples hard and pressing into his chest. “Would you like to find out how an American fucks?” he asked.
“Of course,” Olga replied, “but you have just cum.”
“What’s that got to do with it?” Zach asked, suddenly spinning her around and flipping her over onto her back with him between her legs.
Olga reached down and pulled her knees up, letting her hands slide out to her ankles which she pulled in and crossed behind her head, essentially creating a pillow, her eyes wide and a big smile on her face as she watched Zach sink his cock into her open pussy.
“Nice and tight,” Zach said as he began to fuck her.
“I am always doing my exercises,” Olga said, her pussy clamping down on Zach’s cock. “Even when I am an old woman, I will have a tight pussy and the young men will still want to fuck me.”
“I have no doubt about it,” Zach said, smiling as he continued to fuck her.
“Shall we have these two delicious men cum already?” Susan asked Krista. “Then we can go for a swim and clean up, then have breakfast.”
“That sounds like a great idea,” Krista agreed, grinding her ass back against the man fucking it.
“Oh, that is one of the most wonderful feelings in the world,” Susan sighed when she felt the cock pulsing in her ass as the man came.
“There you are, you horny little mink,” Yuri said as he approached, his thick cock swinging in front of him. “She swore that she would fuck you before we leave tomorrow. She’s never had an American.”
“She has now,” Zach said. “She’s a great fuck.”
“Yes, and she should be with all of the practice that she gets,” Yuri grumbled, then laughed. “She’s probably fucked half the men in St. Petersburg.”
“With you sitting right there watching each and every time, you terrible old man,” Olga laughed. “You’d just die if you didn’t see the looks of envy on everyone’s face when they see me with you. You may have money, but it’s me that makes you credible as a man.”
“Tolstoy wrote about you in War and Peace,” Yuri said, his face reddening as he watched Zach’s cock plunge in and out of Olga’s pussy. “Her name was Princess Yelena Vasilyevna Kuragina. She, too, would fuck anyone with enough money.”
“So, I am like an historical woman of class, a princess,” Olga laughed, uncrossing her ankles from behind her neck and pushing up onto her elbows. “Can you cum for me?” she asked. “I want Yuri to watch your cock filling my mouth with cum so that when I remind him of this day, he will be able to picture it.”
Zach was laughing as he pulled his cock from Olga’s tight pussy and helped her to sit up, smiling as his glistening, gooey cock disappeared into her mouth and down her throat.
“She is marvelous to watch, is she not?” Yuri sighed, sitting on the side of the bed to watch.
“You’re a lucky man, Yuri,” Zach said, groaning as his balls exploded, cum gushing onto Olga’s tongue, which she extended, wrapping a hand around the shaft of his cock and jacking him, directing the streaming spurts of cum onto her tongue before finally wrapping her mouth around it and gulping, swallowing everything and then inhaling his cock and siphoning it dry.
“That’s why I love him,” Olga said after she finally finished swallowing, licking her lips. “He’s lucky to have me and he knows it and isn’t afraid to say so. In that way he is very unRussian.”
“Well, don’t you look like the cat who ate the canary,” Krista said when she and Susan returned from a swim dripping wet, smiling at him sitting on a chaise lounge with his hands behind his head, a smile on his face.
“Ate it and fucked it,” Zach replied, laughing. “She’s a real handful. Yuri’s a lucky guy.”
“Well, I am simply in love with this place,” Krista said. “Twice during the night I woke up. Almost immediately someone was right there to see if there was anything that I needed. These men are very special, very gentle, very good. To be able to wake up and have some man there who will fuck you until you ask him to cum, then leave, how can heaven possibly improve on this.”
“I thought that it was just me,” Susan laughed. “I never even saw them, sleeping on my stomach. I think that I actually fell asleep while the last one was fucking me, it was so relaxing. I had such wonderfully horny dreams.”
“Good morning,” Mahana said as she approached with Raina. “I hope that your night was restful.”
“She knows we didn’t get much sleep,” Krista said with a laugh.
“Night is just a transitory state where sexual pleasures can best be manifest,” Mahana said. “Properly practiced, it is far more restful than sleep. Were you not pleased by the attention? It seemed to me that Zach welcomed me and Raina each time with pleasure.”
“And so I did and so I will continue to do,” Zach said with a big smile.