Katusha, Anya, Natilya, and you were all laying on thebed. You were sitting on Katusha's lap, your legs dangling off herthighs. Your head was tipped back so you could kiss Anya. As you werekissing Natilya gripped your hands, moving them to her breastscausing you to gasp. Anya took the chance to slip her tongue intoyour mouth and Katusha began kissing along your graceful (skin tone)neck, shyly you began to fondle Natilya's breast and she moaned.
After a bit you pulled away, you gave the three a kissgoodnight and you all decided to cuddle while you sleep. You laidwith Anya spooning you and you spooning Katusha while Natylia laidover you hugging and cuddling you like you were a pillow.
Katusha woke up before the three of you and she headedover to the kitchen and made up (favorite breakfast). You, Anya, andNatylia all woke up from the smell and followed your noses to thekitchen where the Ukrainian woman was just finishing up.
"Good morning miss Name," Katusha still called youmiss even if you two were very close and you sighed good naturelykissing her cheek.
"Thank you, this is a real treat." You thanked andthe four of you sat down and ate. When you were done you had to getdressed and ready to head to school but luckily you weren't scheduledto go to work today so you could spend the afternoon with them.
While you were gone to school your parents came home. Itwasn't like it never happened but it would usually be only once everytwo or three years. However you were reasonably sure it wouldn'thappen for at least another year. But they were there.
The sisters were all in the living room, Katusha wasreading, Anya was knitting and Natylia was cleaning and sharpeningher knives. They looked up as they heard two sets of foots walking,They gasped and were shocked as they saw two people that looked likeyou a bit but they were confused.
"What? Who are you three?" The man asked as thethree looked but Anya stood walking closer talking to them andsmiling gently at them but there was a bit of danger in her sweetsmile.
"You must be Mr. and Mrs. Last-Name, da? (yes?)" Sheasked offering a hand to them, "I am from Russia my name is Anya,this is my older sister Katusha from Ukraine and my younger sisterfrom Belarus named Natylia." She introduced them and they blinked.
"Who are you three? Why are you here?" Your motherasked as Anya smiled happily at them.
"We know Name, she is our sunflower." Anya cooed andthey looked confused at what she meant by that.
"Little Sister Anya means that we are Name'sparamours." Katusha explained and they all looked shocked. This wasright when you were driving into the house and you saw a car youhadn't recognized. You didn't know what was going on but youimmediately worried and ran to see what was happening freezing as yousaw your parents.
You mother was screaming at the sisters and your fatherseeing you turned to you. "Name! These women are claiming to beyour paramours." He growled and you blushed a bit, you had nevervoiced it but they had. You nodded and they gasped not having thoughthat you liked girls. "Get the fuck out of my house!" He yelledand you snapped out of it looking over at him away from your threeloves.
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FanfictionThis story revolves around you and a half remembered wish to meet your favorite character, Belarus, Ukraine as well as the female version of Russia, and the journey and love that resulted from it.