The Russian Girl 18


By Katzmarek


Ana's mother worked during the day at a childcare centre. It was
three weeks before the term starts for Drama School and Ana was
grateful Lina had come to keep her company for a few days.


She found it hard to be alone. It was difficult for her to go out,
particularly in a city the size of Frankfurt. The crowds disturbed
her, their faces all appeared to be staring at her. She wanted to
hide.


She shared a bond with Lina, a bond unlike any she'd had with anyone
else in her life. Not just because of their shared experience in
Karlsruhe, but because, for the first time she felt someone
understood her. 


Ana wanted to be an actress, like Lina. Lina had overcome her
problems and succeeded in the most competitive industry in the world,
the USA. Lina had kept focussed on her goal and had willed herself to 
win.


"All you need to do is want it badly enough, then the rest comes to
you," 


Lina had told her. She needed to believe it was true.


Ana's mother's apartment only had two bedrooms so the girls had to
share. Not only that, but the only bed was a double, so they had to
sleep together.


Ana didn't mind the arrangement, she liked having Lina beside her,
liked having her arms around her. She felt safe, secure, comforted.


She even didn't mind when Lina slipped her hand through the loose
sleeve of her nightshirt onto her breast, or pressed herself against
her bottom. The feeling of Lina's nipples brushing against her back
sent little 
tingles through her. She loved her friend.


Lina began to squeeze one of Ana's little cone-like breasts making
her nipple stand up.


"You have such nice ones," Lina whispered to her.


"Not as nice as yours," Ana responded.


"Lets compare," Lina said, tugging at Ana's shirt.


The girls took off their tops and displayed their tits to each
other. Lina gently caressed her friend's chest making appreciative
noises.


"See? They're just right for you," Lina said, "you have big nipples
see?" Lina pulled on one, "boys like that. They like to suck on them."


"I don't want any boyfriends," Ana said, "I don't want to be hurt
again."


"Some boys are nice," Lina said, "you just have to train them right."


"Train them! How?" asked Ana.


"Well, they're too rough at first. All they care about is getting
their… pleasure. So you have to say, 'first me, then you.' After
they've screwed you they lose interest."


"First me, then you?" repeated Ana.


"Yes. Have you had any boyfriends, Ana?"


"Your nipples are going hard too," remarked Ana, "um, boyfriends?
Just one, back at school."


Lina bent down and put her tongue on Ana's erect nipple. She gently
licked it and pushed it around with her tongue.


"You have a lovely body, Ana. I like girl's bodies also. They are
soft, while men's are hard. Ana?"


"Yes?"


"May I kiss you, on the mouth?'


"I guess so," Ana replied, uncertainly.


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Meanwhile, I'm landing at Berlin Templehof.  I spent a fortnight in
Anaheim before I started to feel homesick. HOMESICK! Not for Los
Angeles or California, but homesick for Frankfurt Germany.


It's not that LA was any different, LA just IS. It's me that have
changed and I had to get back to my family.


I grabbed the only flight I could at short notice that was heading
my way. A Swiss Airlines flight to Zurich, via Berlin, but hey! It's
Germany and I can hitch hike if I need to.


Now Templehof is a huge airport. 60 years ago they were flying
Messerschmitts from the same field, but today, well old Adolf
wouldn't recognise it anymore.


I'm wandering around the airport concourse looking for a flight to
Frankfurt and looking at the aircraft comings and goings, I'm still a
kid when comes to things like that, and what do I see?


A Lockheed with 'Tri-Cargo' painted in large letters on the rear
engine nacelle. It was a freight aircraft from a small company called
'Interland.' 


I grab a nearby payphone that connects to all the offices inside
Templehof, from Taxi companies to airlines and left luggage. I punch
into the 'Interland' desk and ask to talk to the flight operations
manager.


Identifying myself to him he confirms that Sophia Bashoff is the
second pilot on the aircraft and he agrees to pass on a message.


She rushes out of the 'staff only' area with a look of uncertainty
on her face. It doesn't take long for any doubt to be cleared up and
we're hugging each other fit to bust. 


Two hours later I'm sitting in one of the spare seats at the rear of
the cabin while my wife wings me home.


Back home we renew our acquaintance in the appropriate way, in bed.
With Bella not due back from childcare till dinner, that gave us 2
solid hours.


It is almost like our first time all over again, enthusiasm, passion
and stamina. I think any more than two pages of the 'Kama Sutra' are
unnecessary, but a superfluity of desire is never wasted. 


I am never sure just how much pleasure women get out of top and
tailing but I love turning my Sophia on with my tongue. I love the
way she squirms and presses down on my face, then starts to hump
against it. 


She always pops me out of her mouth, when she gets too excited in
case she chomps down on me by mistake. Very considerate my Sophia.


Junior might still be only an embryo, but we sure give him or her a
gymnastic lesson in the womb. First from behind, with Sophia gripping
the bed head. Then, later she gets on top and shakes that cute ass of 
hers.


Just before Bella is due, we manage to get off one more time with me
on top, nice and slow.


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Lina's kiss stunned Ana. It started with a little brush of the lips
but grew stronger and more urgent. She was confused, but felt a
closeness to Lina, the like of which she'd never shared with anyone.


Lina nestled into the crook of Ana's arm; her hand still caressed her.


"Did your boyfriend touch you like this?" Lina asked her.


Ana giggled, 


"No, not like that. I wouldn't let him… touch me. At least not like
this," she answered. 


Lina nibbled her breast, which made Ana shiver.


"That tickles," she told her.


"So what did you let him do?" Lina asked.


"What? Oh… um, we'd kiss and stuff… and he would touch me over my
bra sometimes… that was ok."


"So you've never had a lover suck your tits?" Lina asked her.


"Should I have let him? He wanted to touch me between my legs all
the time… and wanted me to touch 
his… thing. I didn't want to."


Lina kissed her friend once more, harder this time. She looked into
the face of her friend.


"Why do you kiss me like that?" Ana asked, breathing heavily.


"Because you're beautiful, and I want to make love to you," Lina
replied.


"Make love? But you're a… I mean… I didn't know you were… are you…
how do you say? A lesbian?"


"Sometimes," Lina answered, "I like beautiful people. I don't care
if they've got tits or a cock. The important things are feelings, no?"


"I suppose… I just never thought…"


"Do you like me?" Lina asked.


"Yes, of course," Ana answered, unhesitatingly, "I never thought
we'd… end up like this."


"Like what?"


"You know. In bed together."


"Touch my breasts, Ana," Lina told her.


Ana shyly ran her hands over Lina's chest.


"Do you like them?"


Ana nodded, 


"They're nice… feels funny touching another girl's… chest."


"Suck them?" Lina asked, offering a breast for Ana's mouth.


Ana put her tongue on Lina's nipple, tasting it. Then began to lick
all around it.


Lina sighed and put her hand behind Ana's head, pulling her harder
against her. She whispered instructions 
to her friend.


All the while Lina was stroking and caressing her friend, kneading
her breasts and pulling on her nipples. Gradually she began to snake
her hand down over her stomach.


"Do you rub yourself?" Lina whispered, " do you give yourself
pleasure?"


"Sometimes…" Ana replied shyly, "do you?"


"Show me!" Lina breathed.


"What? It's embarrassing… I couldn't."


"It's easy… see? Look what I'm doing?" Lina said, pulling down the
covers.


Ana saw that Lina had her hand inside her panties, slowly stroking
herself. Lina pushed her panties down her legs and continued,
displaying herself for Ana.


"You make me hot, Ana… I want to give you pleasure. I want us to…
come together… take off your pants, 
Ana, let me see you?"


Ana slid her pants down to her knees and put her hand over her brown-
haired pussy. She tried to copy what Lina was doing.


Lina turned on her side and bade Ana do the same. She took Ana's
hand and placed it on her own pussy. She did the same for her friend.


"Now we do it together see?" she told her. " Yes! Just like… you do
yourself… You're very hot… Ana… and wet…" Lina whispered.


Lina frantically kissed her friend as she began to build up towards
her orgasm. They stroked each other faster and faster, staring into
each other's faces and watching their jiggling breasts.


Lina stiffened in an orgasm first. She held her breath as the first
wave hit, then pulled Ana to her, grinding herself against her finger.


"Oh Ana," she cried out, gasping and moaning.


While kissing Ana, Lina renewed her task of getting her friend off. 


While Ana panted away, Lina kissed, bit and sucked her breasts and
face, while rubbing her little bud.


Ana began to buck her hips, moaning to Lina, telling her not to stop.


She heaved herself at Lina, growling from somewhere in the back of
her throat. Grabbing Lina, she crushed her friend to her, gasping and
moaning.


Later they cuddled together, whispering and giggling.


"I don't want you to leave, Lina," Ana said, suddenly serious, "will
you stay with me?"


"You are my best friend, Ana. I have my career and stuff, but I
promise you I will always be there for you."


"Maybe I could come and live with you in America?" Ana suggested.


"Maybe," Lina pondered, " say, have you thought of a stage name? I
have the perfect name for you."


"What?"


"Anya, do you like it?"


"Anya? That's Russian, isn't it?"


"Yes, Russian," Lina said with a far-away expression on her face.


THE END



















