Prologue

A s I stared down at the two blondes sucking my dick, I wished that it were enough to get out of my head, but it wasn't. Though I could still appreciate their efforts, my mind was too consumed with a resentment that had only grown over the past year. I did not appreciate not being in control, and it was taking its toll on my disposition, though I'd never had a cheerful one to begin with.

Normally, the sight before me would be enough to make any man forget his troubles, and when these two had saddled up to me at Lullaby's, I'd been all in. However, they were turning out to be more theatrical than was necessary. I just needed them to offer up whichever hole that they were comfortable with, and nothing more. I didn't need the fake moans or false declarations of how they just loved to suck dick, seriously. Granted, there were some women out there that got off on swallowing cock, but I wasn't twelve-years-old with my first stiff dick, so I could recognize the difference between sucking dick because you really did enjoy it and sucking it because you wanted good reviews.

As it happened, the two blondes on my dick were just trying to stand out from the hundreds of other blondes that had come before them, but it wasn't working. Though Samara believed it rude when I called a woman kukla , she'd be surprised to know that I was actually being generous in calling them doll. I could easily call them idiots to their faces and not lose any sleep over it, so this was much nicer. Granted, Samara also knew that I only referred to women as kukla when I thought them empty-headed arm candy, but still.

Needing to get Nikel Ovchinnikov out of my head- if only for a few hours -I reached down, then tangled my fist in the taller blonde's hair, pulling her up while leaving the other one down at my knees to still pleasure me.

"What do you need, darlin'?" she asked as she ran her hands over my naked torso.

"I need you to sit on my face," I told her.

She squealed in delight as she eagerly climbed up on the bed. "Anything you want."

Little did she know that I'd had it all already. I'd grown up fast and hadn't ever really been young, so women had become a part of my life well before an age when they should have been. So, being thirty-five and a high-ranking member of the Russian Bratva, there wasn't much that wasn't on my sexual resumé. The only thing not on that impressive list was homosexuality or gender swapping, and I also wasn't into pissing or shitting on a woman, but that was about it. As for everything else, I was as openminded as a man could get when it came to the fairer sex, so these two weren't going to show me anything new, but they were more than welcomed to try.

As I stared at the second woman still on her knees, I said, "You, too." She pulled off my dick, then looked up at me for clarification. "I want to taste your cunt, too."

Her blue eyes flared with need as she stood up, and it was very possible to have two pussies sitting over my face while I got my fill. While my preferred kink was to make a woman come in public, eating pussy was in my top three, third to cumming on a woman. There was nothing like making a mess on a beautiful face, then fucking the girl while wearing the white ropes of cum everywhere.

"How are you going to fit both of us on your face?" the second blonde asked, her hand caressing my hard cock.

"Let me worry about that," I told her as my left hand reached up to hold one of her fake tits in my palm. While natural was always best, I gave two fucks if a woman was surgically enhanced or not. I was all for whatever made a woman feel good about herself, and if she needed fake tits, Botox, or liposuction to give her the confidence to live her best life, then so be it. After all, it wasn't like either of these sexy sluts were on the list to become my wife.

Not appreciating the extra attention that the second blonde was getting, the first blonde came up behind me, then wrapped her arms around my torso, her warm breath on my neck. "I love a good cock up my ass," she said, no shame whatsoever. "That big dick of yours should stretch me out nicely."

"Do you need prepping?" I asked, needing to know just how much of a professional she was. While it was remarkably easy to convince a woman to let me fuck her up the ass, there were those that I had to be gentle with, and then there were the ones that could take an impressive amount of anal abuse.

"No," she answered like I knew that she would. Her competitive side had come out, so even if she was lying, she wasn't going to let the other blonde know it. "I can take every inch."

They always said that.

Too bad they usually found out the hard way that they couldn't.