Splashes of champagne and cum

Title: Splashes of Champagne and Cum: A Euro Threesome Gone Wild

The dimly lit room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of champagne and lust. Nadia and Luba, two Russian beauties with porcelain skin and fiery red hair, lounged on the plush velvet sofa, their lithe bodies glistening under the soft glow of the chandelier. They had been sipping on chilled champagne, their inhibitions slowly melting away with each passing sip.

Nadia, the more adventurous of the two, set her champagne flute aside and turned to face Luba. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in close, her breath hot against Luba’s ear. “What do you say we make this night a little more interesting?” she purred, her hand trailing down Luba’s side.

Luba shivered, a soft moan escaping her lips. “I’m game for anything,” she whispered, her own hand finding its way to Nadia’s thigh.

Just then, the door bursting open, startling both women. In walked Michael, a tall, dark and handsome stranger with a roguish grin. “Mind if I join the party?” he said, his eyes roaming over their barely-clothed curves.

Nadia and Luba exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them. They both nodded in unison, motioning for him to come closer.

Michael didn’t hesitate. He strode over to them, shedding his clothes along the way. Nadia and Luba followed suit, their garments falling to the floor one by one until they were all bare before each other. The air crackled with electricity, the anticipation of what was to come hanging thick in the air.

Without warning, Michael leaned down and captured Nadia’s lips in a searing kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue dancing with his as Luba watched, her own arousal growing by the second. Luba couldn’t resist any longer, she reached out and ran her hands over Michael’s chiseled chest and abs, marveling at his toned physique.

Emboldened by Luba’s touch, Nadia broke away from Michael’s kiss and turned her attention to Luba. She planted a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down Luba’s neck, her hands cupping and gently squeezing Luba’s pert breasts.

Luba gasped, arching into Nadia’s touch. Meanwhile, Michael took the opportunity to position himself behind Nadia. He gripped her hips and slowly, teasingly, entered her from behind. Nadia let out a moan, her head falling back against Michael’s chest as he began to move.

Luba watched them, her hand making its way between her own thighs, her fingers finding her already slick center. She began to touch herself, her hips rocking in time with Michael’s thrusts into Nadia.

Suddenly, Luba felt Michael’s hand on her thigh, his fingers replacing hers between her legs. He stroked her expertly, his thumb circling her swollen clit as two fingers disappeared inside her. Luba cried out, her hips bucking against his hand.

Nadia, sensing her friend’s pleasure, leaned down and captured one of Luba’s nipples between her lips. She sucked and teased, her teeth grazing the sensitive bud. Luba tangled her hands in Nadia’s hair, holding her close as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.

Michael picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming harder, more urgent. Nadia met each one with a hard backward thrust of her hips. The room filled with the sounds of their coupling – moans, gasps, the slap of skin against skin, and the occasional clink of a champagne flute against the coffee table.

Luba could feel her orgasm building, her inner walls tightening. She looked up to see Michael watching her, his eyes dark with lust. “Come for me,” he commanded, his voice low and rough. His fingers picked up speed, plunging in and out of her until she was on the brink.

With a scream of pleasure, Luba tumbled over the edge, her body shaking and clenching around Michael’s fingers. Nadia quickly moved back up, capturing Luba’s lips in a passionate kiss, muffling her cries.

Michael wasn’t far behind. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside Nadia and stilled, his body shuddering as he found his release. Nadia mewled, her nails digging into Michael’s thighs as she came undone, her inner walls milking his pulsing member.

As they all gradually came down from their highs, they collapsed together on the sofa, bodies entwined. Michael reached for the champagne bottle and popped the cork, spraying the bubbly liquid over their sweat-glistened bodies. They laughed, licking and lapping at each other, the champagne mixing with the sweat and other juices.

In the afterglow, they lay there, sated and content. Nadia snuggled up to Luba, while Luba rested her head on Michael’s chest. The room was a mess – clothes strewn everywhere, champagne glasses overturned, the air thick with the musky scent of sex.

But none of them minded. They were lost in their own worlds, basking in the aftershocks of their pleasure. As the night wore on, they knew this was just the beginning of many more wild, champagne-soaked encounters to come.