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From Russia, With Love...Part 3
By : Number9Dream
Category: WWF/WWE > General
Views: 1211 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not know Vladimir Kozlov personally. I am not making any money off of this story, and it is a work of fiction. Nothing written in this story has actually happened. -
Chapter List
- 1-From Russia, With Love...Part 3
- 2-Getting On
- 3-Dr. Woodrow
- 4-The Call
- 5-The Meeting
- 6-John's Party
- 7-Fancy Seeing You Here
- 8-At The Suggestion Of Dr. Woodrow...
- 9-Reconnecting
- 10-Let's Spend The Night Together...
- 11-Dr. Woodrow Scolds Vladimir
- 12-Fighting the Tension
- 13-Jeanine
- 14-Dr. Woodrow, Part 2
- 15-Fighting More Tension
- 16-Decent Proposal
- 17-They Surrender
- 18-Tragedy Strikes
It was a Saturday evening, and he was stuck in his room. John had decided to throw a huge party in their apartment and invite tons of people that Vladimir didn’t know. There was a lot of alcohol, not to mention a lot of women, and he just didn’t feel like getting involved. He tried not to judge them. He was into alcohol when he was 23 and 24 as well, but he was never one to go to big parties like that.
Every so often a very wasted John would bang on his bedroom door screaming about how there was a hot chick he wanted Vladimir to meet, and Vladimir just said ‘no thank you’. He had absolutely no interest in meeting any ‘hot chicks’ when he had his own at his home waiting for him…although it didn’t feel as if she was waiting for him. Maybe part of him wished that she was as miserable as he was and that she missed him and was waiting for him to return to her. It was only a small part, though, because he really was glad that she was happy. He just wished that she could be that happy with him.
He laid on his bed listening to the sounds of the party going on outside of his room, and wondered exactly how their apartment would look in the morning. The people made a lot of noise, perhaps too much, and he just laid on his bed taking it all in. Eventually, it seemed to quiet down and only a few people remained. There were probably more than he knew, but they were more than likely passed out on the floor. The quiet made it easier for his mind to wander and he began to think of her. He thought of the way she laughed and the way she moved her hands when she talked. So many innocent thoughts of her crossed his mind: the way the sun shone in her dark brown hair and the way the light reflected in her big brown eyes…the way she peppered conversations with ‘like’ and ‘totally’….how she always fidgeted when she was nervous and could practically never sit still, and the way that her temper went off sometimes for the stupidest reasons. Eventually his thoughts turned from innocent to completely sexual. It started off with thoughts of the curves of her body…that small waist, those big hips, and that big, round ass…to thoughts of everything he wished he could do with her. He closed his eyes and laid back, allowing thoughts of her to consume him. He pictured himself licking her pussy and suddenly remembered the exact way that she tasted…so sweet and salty. He remembered how warm and tight her pussy was and he pictured himself fucking her in many different positions. It hit him suddenly how much he missed touching her, tasting her, and making love to her, and that kind of killed his fantasy until he remembered the way it felt to have his cock inside her mouth. She gave better blowjobs than he had ever had before and it drove him crazy to think of how she forced his cock deep into her throat and then when she came back up she would lick and nibble it. The best part was that she actually enjoyed it: she had always said that she enjoyed giving him blowjobs more than she enjoyed actually having sex and that idea drove him completely mad.
He finished…and then he laid on his bed feeling a bit hopeless, so he decided to finally leave his room and find something to eat. All that was left in the refrigerator was pretty much useless…beer, butter, cream cheese, ketchup, and mustard, and the pantry was completely raided. There were people passed out all over the apartment and so he just sunk back into his bedroom to sleep, figuring he’d go buy food in the morning.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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