Chapter 20 Wet with pleasure

Wet with pleasure

After the long attempt to kiss her, a soft, long, burning struggle, Nina managed to get up off his lap and said looking into his eyes:

- I'm going to sleep. Enjoy your game, your drink, get drunk even! You can! Then come and get what's yours, whenever you want. He looked at her curiously. Nina leaned over to him on the sofa and whispered in his ear:

- I want you to make love to me while I'm asleep, any time in the morning. I'll wait in my dreams. Then she kissed him, a kiss once more on his lips, and left him there. He was overcome by a burning fire that went through his whole body. He wanted to grab her right then and there and bring out all the feelings she made him feel. He wanted to expose his emotions, to externalize his thoughts and frustrations through sex! He wanted to make her pay!

He stood up quickly from the armchair he was playing in and walked towards her steadily, Nina was pulling away trying to find something to lean on, he pressed her against the wall of the room, holding her tightly and that scary look was there. He tore the long transparent light blue dress she was wearing. He also tore off her white lace panties and put them in the pocket of her baggy black pants. David put his member out and filled her quickly and with great force. He penetrated her in rapid, strong movements without stopping. Both of them standing there, him possessing her with all the desperation her body would allow at that moment, his knees going up and down, he lifted one of her legs and continued to tear her apart with his huge member, while Nina couldn't think straight as she felt that grotesque penetration.

She had never been lucky enough to have a relationship with a man with a large, thick penis. And even if she had, David's was special. It was bigger and thicker than any man on earth. And it made Nina have multiple orgasms as she had never experienced before, not even when she induced them with vibrators and fingers. His penis was tailor-made for her, it effortlessly brushed against her G-spot and pressed against that special little place spontaneously. Nina was delirious with pleasure. This is why there were so many loud and outrageous moans! She couldn't contain them... if she tried, she would despair, because the sensation was desperately delicious.

- Kiss me! - he ordered, begged, and despaired. - Kiss me, Nina.

He brushed his sweaty face against hers, forcing his mouth against hers, he held both her hands down and the weight of his chest pinning her against the wall.

- I could kiss you here, now, by force! - he whispered, overcome by the urge to kiss her.

- Then force it! - Nina challenged, giving in to his sexual delusions and whims.

Then his mouth met hers, their breathing a little short of breath. He felt like he could cum right there and then, hearing her say it. They kissed reluctantly and in desperation that neither of them could understand or control. And as she tried to break out of his embrace again, he turned her quickly and kissed her deeply, a highly rhythmic kiss, so close together that their lips felt as if they were made for each other.

The kiss was hot and aching. They felt an adrenaline rush through their veins, throbbing movements, something that made their hearts contract harder and beat faster. They had been longing for this kiss for months. He kissed her hard, greedily, uncontrollably. Her mouth was already swollen and red from the pressure he put on her lips. He couldn't stop sucking on her tongue, entwining his own with hers. They were both almost crying from being so horny!

- Perfect! Your kiss is perfect! Oh God, how I loved your kiss, Nina! - he whispered, moaning in her ear, making her even more feverish with excitement.

She tortured him for a long time, denying him this desire at the same time that she tortured herself denying it, for she was also burning with desire and fervor, thinking day and night of the honey on his lips. When the two of them started kissing, it was as if they unleashed something they could no longer stop. For this reason, when they were together all day, Nina avoided him, especially in public, they barely touched each other. They had to avoid physical contact as much as possible in order not to have concrete reasons to be in the scandal pages of the tabloids all over the world.

David wouldn't stop! They had already covered the whole room, dining table, sofa, armchair, and even the rug on the floor. And on this very rug, Nina managed to get on top of him and ride him without reins. She went into a state of frenzy, her ecstasy surging in that body fight. He wanted to dominate her, she wouldn't let him. She made movements inside her vaginal walls squeezing and releasing his cock and delighted to hear him scream. There were moments when she almost made him cry from so much pleasure. Nina held him by the hands against the floor and continued with her roller-coaster movements around his cock. He groaned loudly and louder and louder!

She then suddenly got off him and put his member in her mouth, making the same movements she was making with her vagina. She made her mouth put pressure on the ends of his penis and let go all at once as if she were sucking on a pacifier. She changed her position and took his penis into her throat, which no longer had tonsils, and David experienced the best and deepest blowjob of his life! He couldn't help but cum! And his cock remained stiff so that she then rode him again, driving him crazy with lust when she made him realize that she was going to bathe him with her feminine nectar right there on the living room floor.

She squirmed, twisted, scratched him, clawed him with her fingernails, until she stood up and pulled his cock out of her quickly and covered him, bathing him with her squirt! He looked at her as if she were something from another world. He couldn't even describe his excitement! She then sat back on his cock and they went on for hours... Nina had more than ten orgasms just there. Every man had heard that women like this existed but had hardly ever been with a real one. He didn't even know that he was capable of having sex for so many hours with a hard cock without taking it out, as the Brazilians say. And he had never experienced such pleasure that made him cum several times and remain stiff.

The room was dark and cold. It was five o'clock in the morning. The weather outside the house was so foggy that it was impossible to see the other houses in the condominium. Such was the weather in Norway, the four seasons in one day, or a matter of hours or even minutes. David closed the windows and stood looking at Nina, who slept like an angel, while he continued to stand by her bedside admiring her. She was wearing panties and a thin white blouse with straps. He was drunk. He had stayed up all night playing "online" after the two of them had almost broken the entire room having sex. He kept thinking that she wanted him to possess her in his sleep. It was a fetish of hers. He wanted to satisfy her.

David sniffed her between her legs, like an animal recognizing the scent of its prey. And then it was her breasts over her transparent blouse. He explored her with his nose as she slept. With the palm of his hand, he was smoothing every inch of her skin until he reached her breasts, her belly, and inside her panties. He turned her sideways, lay down behind her totally naked, his member totally hard, there was no flexibility in that penis, he pulled her panties aside and penetrated her. This time slowly so as not to wake her up completely.

Nina was sleepy, she felt him of course, she knew he was inside her, but she kept her eyes closed and quiet. He stayed there inside her enjoying her for hours. He felt her curves, felt her tight, wet insides. Her skin was warm and soft. He had never really enjoyed such a tight vagina! He felt free to have as many orgasms as he wanted, filling her with his liquid as far as she would go. Then he slept next to her with his penis stored in her vagina. This was common among many Brazilian couples.

The two of them spent the whole day sleeping. All the plans they had made for this Saturday were canceled. They got up around four in the afternoon so that David could say goodbye to Kara and Lyon, prepared a light meal together, had dinner, their friends left, and they went back to their room.

They were in a very good mood, lying in bed, listening to their music, eating fruit that Nina had prepared, cut up on a round serving platter for "tacos". He would eat ten grapes and ten strawberries while she ate one. He would pretend to put one in her mouth, but he would trick her into putting one in his own mouth. She would protest, hit him, try to take the fruit tray. Sometimes she got a strawberry or a grape. Between grapes and kisses, the two of them were doing very well for it to be their penultimate day together. They were relaxed, laughing a lot, and seemed happy.

Although they were both mature adults and the same age, they didn't mind playing like teenagers. They tickled each other, fought, scared each other, hid things from each other, and played pranks. David had learned to dance very well in these last months isolated from the world with Nina. And along with dancing, he learned a new language, Brazilian Portuguese. But the words he liked to intonate the most were the ones that Nina spoke informally, either in dialogues, orally, or in informal writing, which are also commonly used in Brazil. Among them are: Humrum, ãrrãm, anrã, aham, mhm etc.

- Nina. Shall we go dancing? A real dance, in a club? - Nina choked on the grape in her mouth.

- Huh? Are you crazy? Not at all. We've been doing so well, your last days here, and not one story about you has come out. We followed the quarantine and social isolation to the letter, and now we're going out on the street? - she asked.

- But here on Norway's official covid-19 website, it says that you have been allowed to go clubbing since June, there have been no reported cases in Bergen for weeks, and there is a lot of control. We don't go to a crowded place," David explained, "people were going up to dance upstairs in that bar we were in yesterday.

- That's why we left, as soon as the line started to form. David, dancing is not allowed. People are only allowed to sit and talk and drink with their own groups, which must be a maximum of five people... And that place is the only place in Bergen that does not respect any kind of law, this is the worst place in Bergen, they crowd the place so much that you have almost no space to walk, it is very crowded. They break all the safety laws, they allow everyone to dance, without caring about spreading the virus, while all the other establishments respect the rules, this place only thinks about profit. Not to mention that the waiters don't respect anyone. They are super arrogant. They even got fines and warnings for disrespecting the rules. They had to close down a few times. - complained Nina.

- I wouldn't ask that if we were to see each other again one day. We practice so much at home, you say I am so good at dancing ... - David tried again - we won't get another chance.

- David. Since mid-June, many countries have reopened public places. I know. It is the end of July. But my biggest fear is that so far there is no definite answer as to whether the virus will reoccur in those who have already had it. I am afraid that you and I could be reinfected. I have read and reread a thousand researches published in scientific sites that deserve credibility for their seriousness, and no scientist can state with certainty that we cannot be reinfected and what are the consequences of this. I particularly prefer not to leave the house. Even if it is allowed here in Norway. It is like traveling. Traveling is already being allowed. But those who travel for pleasure are in every way breaking the laws that we are taught in nursing school about the cycle of contamination. And the worst of it is that nobody is uninformed. They are just people who don't give a damn if there is a second wave of the virus spreading. And we are not those people, David. We are staying at home. Nina affirmed.

- Oh, my God! Okay. When you want to be annoying, you're annoying. When you want to be boring, you're really boring. Let's just stay home. Mental health is also important, you know? - he said with a sullen tone, then stood up.

- I know it is. But what good is mental health after you're dead? I'm not going out, but you're an adult, vaccinated and aware of everything you do. You can go. You can take my car or call a cab and go. I'll even give you tips on where you can find places with lots of women to dance. Absolutely! - she answered, in an ironic tone.

- I really should go alone. Just because you suggested it. But I'm not going. I have an example to set for millions of people out there.

- Oh, you do?

- We could get sick again, and worse, infect other people. And even if for a moment I felt like having an unforgettable farewell with you, dancing in a club, thinking that I could follow the safety rules and be safe, in reality, the only guarantee to protect yourself against this virus is not to actually meet people. I'm sorry. It was just an impulse. - he said in a softer tone this time.

- If it's an unforgettable goodbye you want, we can do it here. Let's dance and drink here. I'll play any song and we'll dance until we get tired. I'll even do a striptease for you in a carnival samba outfit. - said Nina, laughing. When she stopped laughing she realized that she shouldn't have said that. Now she would really have to do what she promised to save their evening. David wasn't going to let it go. And he didn't.

The two of them drank, danced, gambled, Nina did a private striptease for him. He was very impressed, even if he laughed now and then. She really could dance any kind of dance. She danced with a light, thin black leather chair that was part of the dining room. She put on a clumsy pink top and panties, with various props hanging out. She positioned the chair and lit two candles on the floor, each on the side of the chair. She turned off some lights and sat him, David, in another matching chair, opposite her chair. Nina set her "spilleliste", as they say in Norway, to play with sensual music