Chapter 16 Norway

Norway

On April 6, Norway's health minister, BentHøie, declared that the virus was under control. In this regard, Erna Solberg, the minister, stated that after the Easter holiday the quarantine rules would be loosened.

Nina convinced David that this would be the sensible and safest thing to do. David wanted to return to the UK as soon as possible, but could not risk seeing his parents and family, so he agreed to stay a few weeks in Norway until everything was stabilized, or at least improved. Meanwhile, the two of them were trying to make the most of this period of social isolation. Nina was able to take longer leave from work, as she had not had a vacation in four years, and although the tests indicated a cure, there was a lot of uncertainty in the medical community about the behavior of the virus and the incubation period or risk of relapse. Health authorities even recommended that this was the best she could do.

The two then landed at the airport in Bergen, Vestland, on Nina's birthday. Lyon and Kara were there to welcome them. All wearing masks and keeping at least one meter between them. Kara was sorry she hadn't brought posters, balloons, and flowers, as she shouldn't draw people's attention. The couple traveled on an isolated flight and took no precautions regarding the transmission of the virus. They went directly to Nina's house afterward and kept in touch with each other only by telephone.

Nina's house was simple, compared to what David was used to, she thought. But she wanted just that, to show him a simple world. Away from the spotlight and all the business-driven people. She lived in a condominium, in a two-story duplex, two balconies, a beautiful garden in the front, and another in the back of the house. It was an old rustic house that Nina had just bought. She had just moved in a very short time ago and there were thousands of boxes piled up in one room.

She had a plan to change all the walls, floors, and colors of the house with a new kind of easy-to-assemble adhesive material. It was like puzzle games, just snap them together. No glue, no paint, no breaking anything. Just open them up and apply them... This is what she had been explaining to him again on the way, she kept talking, while he rolled his eyes very sweetly reminding her then that she had already said this several times. They were both laughing! It was April 8th, and the country they were traveling to recorded 6,086 cases and 93 deaths due to covid-19.

Nina and David did not have a miraculous plan of how to enjoy a forced vacation together in her house without being able to go anywhere. They would remain confined, he working and she studying "online". He always had a thousand ideas and a thousand things to solve. He never stopped! She was also always wanting to do more than ten things at the same time, just like every good Aryan.

They followed the world and national health organization rules to the letter, and because of this Nina didn't even want to go to a supermarket, so her purchases were paid for by the local supermarket apps and delivered to the door without any kind of physical contact. They would cook food together, drive around the outskirts of the city, take pictures of the countless cinematic landscapes that Norway's beautiful nature provided, it was like being inside the "Tik Tok" scenery videos that the tik-tokers would post and viralize. Norway offered phenomenal and unforgettable views of its Fjords and spring colors. David and Nina explored as much as they could outdoors, and even then there was time left at home.

David needed to focus on something, needed a project, so he opened the boxes Nina had been talking about the whole trip and suddenly they decided to finish her plans about changing the whole interior of the duplex. A luxury that not everyone could have in the middle of quarantine, but at least Nina had. In the midst of thousands of kisses and much sexual practice, the two of them found the boxes of designer tiles and adhesive sheets to cover furniture, and several boxes of easy, self-adhesive artificial ceramics, "super, hyper adhesive" were what was written on the packages. David immediately wanted to test those products on the entire house. He liked to build things.

The two of them managed to change the floor of the entrance "hall" of the house, and the floor and walls of the bathroom and laundry room. They did the same in Nina's room. They even changed the color of the kitchen furniture completely... all this using the new trend of gluing everything artificially. Products are ready to be applied directly to the walls, floors, furniture, and any clean, smooth surface. They were very impressed with how in a very short time they had changed the appearance of the whole house. They were very excited!

Meanwhile, time went by, and the two of them were on and on. Nina wondered if he would always be like this in sex, every day more than once a day, anywhere, in any way? and so, as if nothing had happened, April 27th arrived, daycare centers and schools for children between the ages of 6 and 10 were allowed to slowly start operating again. Small businesses also followed this rule. Nina was also now receiving Lyon and Kara from time to time for a visit. New hope for normality was arising in people's hearts and somehow comforting them.

This confinement meant that many couples who had been together for many years now had to live with each other's routine, and as many articles warned on the internet, this social isolation that once forced families and couples to spend more time together, could either unite them more or separate them for good. It was like a double-edged sword.

Fortunately for Nina and David, the confinement came positively. Both wanted to be together, Nina could not return to work in Norway for a long time anyway, and neither could David resume his routine of interviews, public appearances, recording commercials, or movies. Due to all the rules and restrictions of the world, health organization authorities applied to all citizens of the planet. Thus, David was able to fully recover from his physical and mental exhaustion. Perhaps it was the only effective way that could really force him to take that time he so desperately needed for himself. The same happened with Nina. She was also using this time to take care of herself.

David fulfilled his schedule using live and "online" broadcasts, participated in lives, interviews, and received thousands of phone calls during the day, every day. He was working from inside the apartment where the two were confined. On the other hand, Nina, who had not had a vacation in four years, was taking the opportunity to rest next to him.

David was an avid lover and admirer of online games. While Nina was the type who had only played Crash Bandicoot, Silent Hill, and Harry Potter many years ago. She would sit quietly next to him to admire him while he played. She saw his excitement, was calm, patient, and very attentive to hear all the dialogues he had with other people "online" around the world in his spare time. She took every opportunity to improve her English and to expand her vocabulary by learning new expressions and accents, and she was getting better and better at it. He also made a point of teaching her British slang, as she had learned popular American English. The two of them were very patient with each other about respecting spaces, uncertainties, and all that this sudden living together required.

Nina did her nails and her hair at home, she performed all the "super ultra-secret military" actions that a woman has to perform every week, such as waxing, eyebrows, touching up and brushing her hair, and all the other necessities of the beauty manual, she did them inside the bathroom. David would go crazy about it!

She would lock herself in the bathroom and spend hours while he was busy doing something important. She didn't want to disturb him, and she didn't want him to see her with a cap on her head, or with absorbent cotton between her toes, for her, it was these details that took away the charm of everyday life between a couple. For him, it was hilarious and reasons for laughter, a more natural approach. Every time he wanted to go to the bathroom, it took forever for her to open the door, because men take only a few seconds to defecate, and she didn't want him to see her in the middle of a beauty or hygiene treatment.

- Nina, for God's sake, open this door!

- David, there are two bathrooms in the house!

- I don't care. I don't want the other bathroom. It's cramped.

- What do you want?

- It doesn't matter. You've been in there for two hours.

- I'll be right out. Calm down!

Nina then opened the door. He couldn't help smiling from ear to ear... Nina had lilac paint in her hair, on her eyebrows and eyelashes. She had a golden exfoliation mask on her face and hair removal products on the rest of her entire body.

- Wow! What a sticky thing! - said David poking her on her face and legs with his index finger.

- Don't touch the body, Rich, your finger will fall off with that stuff," and everything was a laughing matter for both of them.

He went into the bathroom, sat down on the black leather stool in front of her makeup table, and didn't come out until she had finished whatever she was doing.

- Do you really want to do this? Aren't you going to get traumatized, with these "freshies" that many men and women have about the taboo that everything is disgusting? That man should not see these things?

- No way!

David was looking at her with the look of a boy when he is about to do something naughty! He was counting the seconds for her wax to dry, he wanted to see her scream... So he started pulling hard on all the places, on her arms, legs, where there was hot wax, now cold, and Nina howled like a wolf in the forest, David laughed until he fell to the ground...

- Isn't that funny, cutie!

- Oh yes, it is! For me it is... seeing you go through this unnecessarily when there are portable laser machines these days, you know? And you don't even have hair! Look here, little plovers! Fine. Your hair is light, Nina, you don't need any of that! For me, it was fine the way it was.

She was already looking at him with narrowed eyes, twisting her mouth...

- I know, I know, I know... If you feel better this way, if you feel more secure and more beautiful, of course, you have to do it. You have to be well with yourself. Not me. I'm just saying that sometimes women are already beautiful the way they are, but then they invent a thousand experiments and in the end regret it because they wanted to go back to the way they were before. Isn't that true?

- Yes, many times. But my dear Rich, I feel good about doing these things whenever I can. I've never liked a salon, I prefer to do it my own way. Only I understand myself! And it's nothing radical, just care... look, I still need my nails. - And he smiled.

- Let me shave you? - she asked.

- No. Forget it! Not at all.

- Ahh, go, please, let me.

- You want revenge!

- No, I don't. I just want to see how it looks.

- You don't like my hairy chest?

- I like everything about you just the way it is.

- Then... Ditto! That's what I was trying to tell you. You don't need anything else. You've got it all, Nina!

"My God! How could that man be more perfect? Even in a conversation about waxing and shaving, in the middle of a bathroom, he comes along and manages to be so cute to me, saying such sweet, sweet things!" - Nina had thought at that moment.

- Okay. You've convinced me. Let's forget about body hair, but then let me shave your beard?

- No.

- Okay. Just trim it? Take off three strands of an eyebrow?

- No.

- Paint your nails with clear nail polish? Let me cut your hair?

- No, no, no and no. - answered David.

A few minutes later David was leaning back against the bathroom sink, wearing only his underwear and a towel wrapped around him. Nina was cutting his hair, straightening his eyebrows as he screamed when she pulled a string, his nails were done, and his beard was trimmed. She put her vast list of Brazilian songs on Spotify, Nem um dia, by Djavan started playing. He sang her songs in Portuguese. To her, his accent singing in her language was the most beautiful sound she could hear coming from a man. He could already speak French, Spanish, Italian and now he was doing very well in Brazilian Portuguese.

The second song started playing: Céu de Santo Amaro, by Caetano Veloso and Flávio Venturini, and he could already understand the words and sing the words as he helped her pull the mask off her face.

He placed her palms on the glass shower stall, washing her hair with warm water, lathering her back with those huge hands, filling her with his caresses, running his fingers down her neck, finding the sides of her face, slowly moving down to her breasts, belly, and hips, like a dance. While all she did was concentrate on not attacking him and finishing what they had started, she didn't want to go straight to the point. The purpose of foreplay was precisely to heat the atmosphere. - But did they need to warm up anything else? No.

She wanted it to be a moment of relaxation, of rest even if it was through sex, and not like he used to do all the time, standing up, anywhere, fast, hard, and for hours? Not that she didn't love that other way, but there it was her way, not that he didn't love her sex too... It was hard to feel his touch on her wet and slippery skin, to the sound of You are beautiful, Caetano Veloso, and continue resisting. Nina was just sighing under those hands massaging her.

David was embodying a very deep self through sex with Nina. His face changed, his posture and even the intonation of his voice, everything around him was transformed. They plunged into their most secret fantasies through the smell of each other, through seduction. The way his eyes changed was even a little intimidating, he seemed intoxicated by the Brazilian essence she exuded. The way he studied her curves, squeezing every inch of her slim waist, her high rounded buttocks, placing his hands between her thick shapely thighs, and admiring the shivers he caused on her skin. For a few seconds, David looked like a sex psychopath. The kind who sniffs women's panties and rolls his eyes so hard. The expression on his face was frightening, Nina knew that he was fighting hard not to lose control. He wanted to possess her hard, his way.

He was wet, the shower water falling on his chest, locks of his hair falling across his face, he was kneeling, surrendered at her feet. Then he turns her to face him. Her eyes were the same, filled with desire every time he reached out and took her. That shivering had not yet passed. All the shivers were still there.

"Ah, that face!" He loved her face when he dominated her completely. He pulled her tightly around his waist, put his head between her legs, and was seized by a desire to violate her with his tongue. He made gentle movements with his tongue, varying the speed and pressure. Nina clung to his hair and could no longer contain her desperate urges for his body. She let out a scream so loud as she exploded in his mouth that it sent shivers through his toes to the strands of his hair. It was impossible to control her moans at what that man was doing between her legs! He was drawing an entire alphabet on Nina's clit with the tip of his tongue.

He lifted one of her legs, suspending her on one of his shoulders while watching her everybody and facial movement. He listened to her body. Then he lifted the other leg onto her other shoulder, still on his knees, while she supported her back on the cabin, and her hands on the floor. Nina could no longer stand to sabotage the pleasure he was giving her. She knew what he wanted, but she was still not feeling completely safe to give herself to him in a mutual way, as he wished.

- No, David. No.

- I want to watch it!

- No. I said no. You never give up!

He stretched his neck quickly from side to side in an attempt to relax his muscles, his breathing was shallow and so was hers. She still had both legs suspended over his shoulders. The two of them stared at each other for a moment. David then slowly lowered her still wet legs, which slipped easily around his waist, penetrated her a few inches inside her vagina with his middle and ring finger, looking for her G-spot, and when he found what he was looking for he stared at her in a way that challenged her, he knew what he was doing. Then slowly massaging the small spongy area along Nina's vaginal wall, David delighted in watching her squirm as he felt the immense pleasure he was causing that woman. They fought a sensual struggle inside that cabin, David wanted to see how far Nina would resist this time.

Every time they had sexual intercourse, Nina showed certain desperation and discomfort when he put her in certain positions. This left a certain mystery in the air, and he knew that she was withholding a squirt.

"That's got to be it..." he thought. He had read and re-read all about it. He had been trying for months, but she would restrain his thrusts, change positions, or climb on top of him riding him so fast that he couldn't hold back a burst of orgasm. He knew she did this to kill his chances of seeing her cumming from her hard-on. He had also been unsuccessful in trying to talk openly with her about this. She always changed the subject.

David continued to stroke her clitoris while putting pressure on her G-spot, on her erectile tissue that surrounds the urethra, by doing this he was changing the angle of the urethra to the bladder, making it easier for the fluid he wanted to see her expel to come out. Most women, in general, need the help of a vibrator to achieve such a feat, i.e. a squirt, but Nina could have it all sorts of ways, just with penetration, stroking the G-spot area or also with the help of some toy, but she was not a fan of using synthetic sex products inside her.

In fact, as for the multiple orgasms, she had to contain them in order not to die of cumming. She held them back out of fear, insecurity, or shame. It had nothing to do with her partner. That was between her and herself. She didn't like the amount of fluid she could expel during sex. There had been times during her discoveries on this subject that she had had to use towels so that everything would not get too wet in the end. And all this was somehow fascinating David, although they say that Taureans don't like many innovations in sex, this was stirring things up in him.

David was a little frustrated to see her turning herself inside out with so much pleasure, but at the same time, he denied it. Nina moaned loudly every time he increased the pressure on her clit and inside her vaginal walls, but he realized that it was a lost cause, she was going to continue to deny him the pleasure of seeing her totally surrendered and confident in him. He then withdrew his fingers from her and pushed his erect, thick and consistent member into place, he penetrated her fast and hard with rapid movements for quite a while, and then withdrew his penis at once from her, he did this every time he realized that she was close to exploding, and then he put his fingers back in. He repeated this cycle until they were both exhausted from so much sexual stimulation. David was possessed by carnal pleasure. There was that look in his eyes that he was going to devour her right then and there.

He slid her down, positioning her back on the floor of the cabin, without letting go of her legs that were still around his waist, he bent them forward a little and positioned himself by bending his knees so that his penis reached the entrance to her vagina and repeated the grotesque movements of penetration and abrupt withdrawal of his penis, This time using all the energy he had left, alternating between his penis and his two fingers, until at the last second, when he could no longer hold back his orgasm, he withdrew his wet erect penis in one rough movement, and it was then that he saw her surrender. Nina couldn't help herself.

He felt for the first time in his life the heat of female ejaculation on his abdomen. The biggest squirt that Nina had ever had in her life. He also teased desperately on top of her as he withdrew his penis from those tight, soft, slippery vaginal channels. The two of them had never felt the desperation of that magnitude before. It seemed as if they would never stop oozing liquid orgasms from both of them.

Although squirt is quite different from orgasms, Nina certainly got both very clearly. They stood for a while trying to catch their breath so they could get up. They could barely open their eyes, they wanted to lie down and sleep right there in that wet, hot cabin, blurred from so much steam from the hot water.

David looked at her with eyes of exhaustion and at the same time with masculine pride in his gaze. Pride of someone who had managed to wring a squirt out of a partner who was destined to deny it on her own. Were it not so she would never have allowed him to see such great female ejaculation. David made sure to feel that slimy liquid on his abdomen. It had no smell. It was warm.

She still couldn't open her eyes because she was embarrassed, tired, or didn't know how to act. He lifted her, continued to bathe her, wrapped her in a towel, and sat her down on the black leather stool. He combed her heavy, long hair, and when they were done, they went upstairs and fell asleep so tightly clinging to each other that it felt like the world was going to end. Neither of them said a word about it until the next day.