**”Russell the embarrassing”**
Morning. me and Russell are still sleeping, and now I’m starting to see a dream: Russell was sitting, I kneel and take off his shoes, looking into his eyes.
“Why are you acting like that?”
He was surprised. And I answered quietly:
“I feel guilty… forgive me…”
He stood up and said:
“Don’t say that…”
I, continuing to kneel, bent down and said with tears:
“Forgive me, Russell!”
And I kept saying, crying a little and smiling a little:
“And do everything you want with me…”
And I started kissing his toes and then started licking them, and kissing and licking his foot. He said:
“Marina… I would like us to have sex endlessly… without stopping…”
I answered very quietly, embarrassed:
“Me… t… too…”
He asked:
“What did you say? I didn’t hear.”
I said a little louder, but quietly:
“Me… too…”
He said:
“Repeat again! More loudly!”
I said very loudly:
“Me too!”
I was very embarrassed, looked down, hanged my head and thought: now I can’t look Russell in the eye after what I said because I’m so ashamed…
And we indulged in sweet, sensual pleasures for hours… we caress each other for a long time… and our sexual intercourse lasts a very long time, with changes of positions… I feel the movements of his penis in me… what sweet feelings…
“aaaaaaaah!!!!!”
I… I drown in the sweetest orgasm… Russell, please, don’t stop!!! And he whispered gently in my ear:
“Marina… Marina… Marina…”
And at this time, while I continued to see this dream, he shakes me lightly and says:
“Marina… Marina! Marina!”
I gradually begin to wake up and gradually open my eyes. I finally woke up and wide open my eyes, and I see Russell in front of me…
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!”
I screamed because of the strongest embarrassment. I turned away from him, closed my eyes and pressed my face against my pillow.
“What’s the matter with you?”
He asked surprisingly. And I answered:
“I… I… I just saw… a very… very obscene dream… with you… and… now I see you… in reality… I’m so… ashaaaaamed!!!!”
He said:
“Marina… probably you’re very uncomfortable when you’re embarrassed… and it doesn’t let you relax…”
I said:
“You embarrass me at all, Russell…”
He asked surprisingly:
“I embarrass you? But why??”
And I answered:
“Probably because you… um… you… no, I can’t say about this, it’s so embarrassing!!!”
He said:
“But I’m your lover, your cohabitant. There’s nothing shameful about you’ll tell me something intimate. You don’t refuse to have sex with me because of your shyness, and that’s not what you need to be shy about. Boldly talk about what’s on your mind! We have long been close to each other, so what you’ll say won’t be considered shameful.”
After listening to Russell, I decided to say what I was going to say:
“Russell… you embarrass me, because you… s… s-s-sexually-y-y… aro-o-ouse… m-me… all the time…”
Russell’s eyes shone after what I said, he was pleasantly surprised. He asked with a light smile:
“Marina… do you want me to help you get less shy?”
I answered:
“Hmm… well, let’s try. But honestly, I even like to be embarrassed if I’m embarrassed because of you, Russell…”
He said:
“It’s surprising. Your shame turns me on very much, but I want to help you feel more relaxed and, perhaps, a little more sexually liberated…”
And I thought: if it doesn’t come to shame which someone could see, then I like to be embarrassed, but only if I’m embarrassed by you, Russell!
And yet, Russell is right, so I started thinking what I should do to get less shy…
In the evening I went to the clothing store to buy something for myself. I took one skirt, one T-shirt and one dress. And soon I looked at the counter with men’s underwear. And then I thought: maybe… I should buy underpants for Russell? maybe it can help me get sexually liberated?
I approached this counter and began to watch different men’s underpants. Russell wears briefs, so now I’m watching only them. I picked up the underpants, touched them, and… suddenly there was a scene in my head where these briefs were worn on Russell… and in these underpants his penis bulges, they’re tight-fitting his body… this bulge… and this fantasy very embarrassed and very sexually aroused me, I feel how there it’s so wet and squeezed between my legs… I squeezed these underpants in my hands, closed my eyes and thought: I’ll… buy it for him…
And I bought it.
I came home and went into the bedroom. Russell said:
“Honey, you’re back.”
I said:
“Hello, Russell… I… b… b-bought you… thiiis…”
And I give him briefs. He’s surprised by this, he takes it and says:
“Thank you very much, but… it’s so unexpected…”
I look down because of my strong embarrassment. Russell thought: I got it… Marina bought me underpants to get more bold… I wonder if she can do that or not?
He asked:
“Honey… I’d like to know what kind of dream you saw today… can you tell me?”
I was very embarrassed and confused… and I answered:
“I… I can’t! I’m shy!!”
He asked:
“Maybe… at least you can write everything that was in your dream?”
I answered:
“Write? … hmm… well… I’ll try…”
He said:
“I’m sorry I’m asking you to do it…”
And I answered:
“It’s all right! I’m just embarrassed, but I’ll try!!”
And then I sat down at the table, took a sheet of paper and a pen, and started writing. I’m writing slowly because I’m very ashamed… and I thought: I write such obscene story! And especially for the purpose of Russell reading it!!! I would never have thought it would come to that!!!
And this work induced not only shame, but also sexual arousal…
An hour later. I came up to Russell, I look aside, I give him a sheet of paper with my story and I say, embarrassed:
“I… wrote…”
He took a sheet of paper in his hand, and I went into the bedroom without waiting for his answer. He wasn’t even offended by me, because he understands how ashamed I am, and he feels a little guilty.
Russell went into the study, sat down at the table and started reading my story. He’s reading it with great interest, it excites him, and he began to get sexually aroused… he thought: what the dream she saw… and how she describes everything in detail in her story… I like it so much…
He took off his pants, began masturbating and continued to read my story.
And at this time, I’m in the bedroom, sitting and waiting for him to tell me what he thinks of my story. I’m so ashamed… And I came up to the study. I want to see, is he still reading my story? I open the door quietly so as not to disturb him if he still reads. Ah?!! He… m… m-masturbates while he reads my story!!! It embarrassed and sexually aroused me even more… I closed the door quietly and went back to the bedroom. One thing I realized, he liked my story.
Half an hour passed. Russell went into the bedroom, sat on the bed and told me:
“Marina… I’m just surprised… what an awesome dream you saw… and how sensually you described it in your story! And with such details!! If you wanted to, you could be an erotic story writer. I say it without exaggeration. And I will keep this story, I really liked it.”
What Russell just said not only intensified my shame and sexual arousal more, but also made me happy. I didn’t know what to say, and I said quietly with embarrassment:
“Th… th-thank you… I’m… g-glad you… liked… it…”
He smiled and said:
“If you think that you did a bad thing by writing this story, then please don’t think so. After all, we are so close. Whatever you do, for me it won’t be considered something shameful, and you will always be a good girl for me, because I know what you are.”
And he moved closer to me and began to stroke my head gently. I liked what he said so much, it makes me feel so good, and although I’m still ashamed, but after these words now I feel more self-confident, I feel much better. I smiled, looked into his eyes and said:
“Thank you, Russell…”
He said with a smile and a gentle look:
“I love you, my little girl…”
We hugged each other and began to kiss. We lick each other’s tongues and lips, and Russell gently kissed my lips… he lifted up my top and started to feel my breasts. Now he caresses my nipple with his fingers, then he does the same with the second nipple…
“mmm…”
I moaned quietly. And he began to caress both my nipples with his fingers at the same time… it intensifies pleasant feelings…
“That feels good… aaah…”
He took the top off me, pressed me to himself and began to kiss my shoulders and neck passionately. He stood up, I stood up too, and he took off my skirt and panties, and I took off his shirt, pants and underpants. I lie on my back, I open my legs and bend slightly my knees. He’s located between my legs while lying on his belly, his legs are also bent at the knees and are raised up, he holds my buttocks with his arms and begins to caress my clitoris and the inside of labia majora with his tongue…
“mm… aaaah…”
I moaned. What sweet feelings… and then he inserts his tongue into my vagina and starts to do back-and-forth motion with it…
“aaaaah!!! aaaah…”
I moaned louder. Russell licks off and swallows my vaginal lubrication, his sucking sounds really turn me on… he licked his lips and sat down, I sat down too and began to feel his breasts. He closed his eyes with pleasure… Now I do with his nipples what he did today with my nipples, I caress one nipple with my finger, then the second, and after that – both at the same time. I watch his reaction…
“mmmmm…”
It seems that his pleasant feelings intensify too… and now I lie on the bed and place my head a little farther from the edge, and I said:
“Come from behind me and… put your… p… p-p-penis… into my mouth…”
Russell did as I said and started making frictions. It seems that he has a power over me. I like this feeling so much… and I love to feel the movements of his yummy penis in my mouth… and even more I love the fact that it gives him great pleasure…
“aaah… mmmmm…”
He moans and breathes fast. I can feel his penis reaching the back of my throat… during his friction, I caress his penis with my lips and tongue, and do swallowing movements…
“aaaaah!!!”
He moaned louder, he feels more good… now he took his penis out of my mouth and we sit face to face, he spreads his legs a little, I’m on his penis, it’s inside me, and I’m starting to make frictions. I put my arms around his neck, and we kiss passionately…
“mm… m… mmmm…”
I moan during a kiss… and I’m starting to experience a strong orgasm…
“ah… aah… ah… aaaaah!!!”
I quickened my frictions to make these feelings more enjoyable… How good I feel… how sweet!!!
“aaaaaaaaah…”
And Russell ejaculated into me. We gently kissed each other, and I said:
“Russell, it was amazing…”
He answered:
“Thank you. It was really wonderful…”
And we lay down, covered us with a blanket. I said:
“Russell… I… I like the way you… c… c-caress me… and… s… s-s-sex with you… is hot… you’re the perfect… s… sexual p-partner…”
He was pleasantly surprised to hear these unexpected words from me. His eyes shone. And he answered:
“Thank you for the kind words. I’m very glad that you like it. And I love your caresses too, they turn me on very much, especially I adore when you fellate me… it’s amazing how such a miracle can be created by this cute little mouth…”
And after these words, Russell began to stroke my lips with his finger. Everything he said pleased and embarrassed me, but now the shame is not as strong as before… I smiled shyly and said:
“And also… thank you for helping me get less shy… I feel better now than before…”
He answered with a smile:
“You’re welcome, sweetheart. I’m so glad I helped you.”
Russell strokes my head and says:
“And remember that you will always be a good girl for me, so do everything you want with me, enjoy life. And most importantly, I love you.”
I answered:
“I love you too…”
And then we put on sleepwear and a little later we fell asleep.
Morning. I made coffee, and I went into the bedroom, Russell is still asleep. I looked at him and thought: I want Russell… as usual…
I came up to the bed and started kissing his face. And suddenly I wanted to lick his penis so much… but… I can’t suddenly start doing it while he sleeps… and then I remembered his words, which made me feel confident yesterday. And then I slowly pulled the blanket off him, touched his penis, took off his pajama pants and started caressing his penis with my hand. His eyes gradually open, his penis rises, I caress the head of his penis with my tongue, and he feels my touches and looks with surprise at me. He closed his eyes and started stroking my head. I do back-and-forth motion with my hand on the body of his penis and lick his testicles and then I make him a deep fellation. He moves his hips and ejaculates into my mouth, I swallow his sweetish sperm. I licked my lips and looked him shyly in the eye.
We’re in the kitchen. Russell drinks coffee and says with a smile:
“This is the first time you’ve made me a morning fellation.”
I didn’t know what to answer, and because of embarrassment I looked aside. He started stroking my head again, and he said quietly and with a light smile:
“Good girl…”
And I bowed my head slightly and smiled shyly.
And so Russell, the object of my strong embarrassment, helped me become less shy.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ty86kw/marina_and_russell_pt_28_m72f22