Wet of pleasure

After the long attempt to kiss her, a gentle fight was waged, long and ardent, Nina managed to get up from his lap and said looking into her eyes:

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

“I want you to make love to me while I'm sleeping, anytime in the morning. I will wait in my dreams.

Then she kissed him gently on his lips, just a peck, and left him there. He was taken by a blazing fire that rose throughout his body. He wanted to take her right there hard and let out all the feelings she made him feel. He wanted to expose his emotions, express his thoughts and frustrations through sex! He wanted to make her pay!

He got up quickly from the armchair he was playing in, and walked towards her firmly, Nina walked 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 off the long, light blue see-through dress she was wearing. She also tore off her white lace panties and tucked them into the pocket of her baggy black pants. David pulled his cock out and filled her quickly with great force. He penetrated her in quick, strong movements without stopping. The two of them standing, he possessing her with all the desperation his body would allow at that moment, his knees rising and falling, he lifted one of her legs and continued to tear it apart with his oversized member, while Nina couldn't think straight. feel that grotesque penetration.

She had never had sex with a man with such a big penis! It was bigger and thicker than most men on earth. His sex cock was tailor-made for her, touching her G-spot effortlessly and pressing into that special little spot spontaneously. This caused Nina to have multiple orgasms like she had never experienced before, not even when she induced them with vibrators and fingers. Nina was delirious with pleasure. Here's why so many loud and scandalous moans! She couldn't contain them…if she tried, she would despair, for the sensation was so desperately delicious.

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

He rubbed his sweaty face against hers, forcing their mouths to brush, he held both her hands down and the weight of his chest pinned her against the wall.

"I could kiss you right here, right now, by force!" - He whispered, overcome by the desire to master her.

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

Then his mouth found hers, his breath making their breath a little. He felt like he could come right there and hear her say that. They kissed reluctantly and given over to a desperation neither of them could understand or control. And she tried to get out of the sheath of his arms again, he turned her quickly and kissed her deeply, a highly rhythmic kiss, so fitting that their lips never seemed to come apart!

The kiss was hot and pained. They felt an adrenaline rush through their veins, throbbing movements, something that made the heart contract harder and beat faster. They had been craving this kiss for months. He kissed her hard, eagerly, out of control. Her mouth was already swollen and red from the pressure he made with his lips on hers. He couldn't stop sucking his tongue, twining both of them in a high tension that made them both almost cry with lust!

- 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 pleasure, even as she tortured herself by denying it, for she too burned with desire and fervor, thinking day and night of the honey on her lips. When the two started kissing, it was like they triggered something they couldn't stop. His shield was broken, his walls scaled, his only protection against such an overwhelming feeling had been taken from him! For this reason, Nina avoided him, she knew that everything would get out of control, she knew it would be a path of no return, she had no more to fight or to cling to against that man's overwhelming love!

David didn't stop! They had already covered the entire room, dining table, sofa, armchair and even the floor rug. And on that same mat, Nina managed to climb over him and ride him without reins. She went into a state of frenzy, her ecstasy standing out in that bodily struggle. He wanted to dominate her, she wouldn't let him, he made movements inside her vaginal walls squeezing and releasing his cock, delighting in hearing him scream. Time he surrendered, time it was her turn! There were times when they both almost cried with pleasure. Nina held him by the hands against the floor and continued her roller coaster movements around his cock. He moaned louder and louder!

She then suddenly got off him and put his cock in her mouth, making the same movements she was doing with her vagina. She made her mouth put pressure on the ends of his cock and let it go, as if she were sucking on a pacifier. She shifted her position and took his cock to her throat, which no longer had tonsils, and David experienced the best, deepest oral sex of his life! There was no way not to enjoy! His cock remained rigid so that she then returned to ride him leaving him crazy with lust when he made him realize that she was going to bathe him with her female nectar right there on the living room floor.

She writhed, writhed, scratched at it, squeezed it with her nails, until she got up, pulling her penis out of her, and covered it, bathing it in her feminine fluid! He looked at her as if she were something from another world. I couldn't even describe such excitement! She then sat back down on his cock and they continued there for hours… Nina had more than ten orgasms of varying intensities, just there. All men have heard that there were women like that, but they had hardly ever been with a real one. He didn't even know he was able to sleep for so many hours, without taking it out, as Brazilians say. And he had never experienced such pleasure that it made him come over and over and stay stiff.

The room was dark and cold. It was 5 o'clock in the morning. The weather outside the house was so foggy you couldn't see the other houses in the condo. Such was the time in Norway, where the four seasons of the year could be experienced in a single day, or in 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 beside her bed admiring her. She wore panties and a blouse with white spaghetti straps. He was drunk. He spent the entire night playing "online" after the two nearly broke the entire room having sex. He kept thinking that she wanted him to possess her while she slept. It was a fetish of hers. He wanted to satisfy her.

David sniffed her between her legs, like an animal recognizing its female's scent. Then he stuck his nose between her breasts over her sheer blouse. He explored her in her sleep, smoothing every inch of her skin with his palm until he reached inside her panties. He turned her on her side, lay down behind her totally naked, his cock totally hard, there was no flexibility in that cock, pulled her panties off and entered her. This time slowly so as not to wake her up completely.

Nina was sleepy, she felt him of course, knew he was inside her, but she kept her eyes closed and silent. He stayed there inside her enjoying her for hours. He felt her curves, feeling her insides tight and wet. Her warm, smooth skin. He had never really enjoyed such a tight pussy! He felt free to have as many orgasms as he wanted, filling her with his liquid as far as he could. Then he slept beside her with his penis tucked into her vagina. Something Nina had taught him.

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

Lying in bed, listening to their music, eating fruit that Nina had prepared, and serving them on a round platter of “tacos,” the couple looked happy and distracted, despite it being their penultimate day together. He ate ten grapes and ten strawberries while she ate one. Dave pretended to put one in her mouth, but tricked her into putting it in his own mouth. She protested, hit him, tried to take the fruit tray. Sometimes she got a strawberry or a grape. Between grapes and kisses, the two tried to avoid facing the fact that those moments were being like a farewell...

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

“Nina. Are we going out dancing? Real dancing in a club? Nina choked on the grape in her mouth.

"Huh?" You are crazy? No way.

David insisted they go out and do something unusual to mark their last night together.

“We're doing so well, Dave! Your last days here and there was no story about you. We strictly followed the quarantine, social isolation, and now we're going to throw it all away? she asked.

“But here on Norway's official covid-19 page it's saying that it's been allowed to go to clubs since June, there haven't been any cases registered in Bergen for weeks, and it has a lot of control. We're not going to a tumultuous place,” David explained. “People were going upstairs to dance in that bar where we were yesterday.

'That's why we left as soon as the line began to form. David, it's not allowed to dance. People can only sit chatting and drinking with their own groups, which must be a maximum of five people... And that place is the only establishment that doesn't respect any kind of law, this is the worst place in Bergen, they are so crowded the place where you have almost no room to walk, super tumultuous. They break all security laws, allow everyone to dance, regardless of the spread of the virus, while all other establishments respect the rules. That place is all about making a profit. Not to mention that the waiters don't respect anyone. They are super arrogant. They even got fines and warnings for breaking the rules. They had to close a few times. Nina complained.

"I wouldn't ask if we were to see each other again one day." We trained so much at home, you say I'm so good at dancing…” David tried again, “we won't have another chance.

“David. Since mid-June many countries have reopened public places. I know. It's the end of July. But my biggest fear is that, until now, there is no definitive answer for the recurrence of the virus in those who have already been infected. I'm afraid we could both be reinfected. I've read and reread a thousand researches published on scientific websites that deserve credibility for their seriousness, and no scientist can say with certainty that we cannot be reinfected and what are the consequences of this. I particularly prefer not to leave the house. Even though it's allowed here in Norway. It's like traveling... Traveling is already being allowed. But whoever travels for a walk is in every way infringing the laws that are taught to us in the nursing school about the contamination cycle. And worst of all is that no one is uninformed. It's just people who don't give a damn if there's a second wave of virus spread. And we are not those people, David. Let's stay home. Said Nina.

- My God! Okay. When you want to be boring, you are boring. Let's stay at home. Mental health is also important, you know? - He said in a sulky tone, then standing up.

- I know it is. But what good is mental health after death? I'm not leaving, but you are an adult, vaccinated and aware of everything you do. You can go. You can take my car or call a taxi and go. I even give you tips on where you can find places with lots of women to dance. Without a doubt! - She replied, in a tone of irony.

"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, is it?"

“We can get sick again, and what's worse, infect other people. And even if for a moment I wanted to have an unforgettable farewell with you, dancing in a club, thinking I could follow the safety rules and be safe, in fact, the only guarantee of protecting yourself against this virus is really not finding people. Excuse me. It was just an impulse. he said in a softer tone this time.

"If it's an unforgettable farewell you want, we can do it here." Let's dance and drink here. I put on any music and we dance until we get tired. I'll even make a “strip-tease” for you with a carnival samba outfit…” Nina said, bursting into laughter. When he stopped laughing, he realized he shouldn't have said that. Now he would really have to do what he promised to save their night. David wasn't going to let it go. And he didn't.

The two drank, danced, played, Nina made a private “strip-tease” for him. He was very impressed, even though he occasionally laughed. She really knew how to dance any kind of dance. He danced with a light, thin black leather chair that was part of the dining room. She wore a casual pink tank top and panties, with various paraphernalia hanging from it. He 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 chair like her, opposite her chair. Nina put her “spilleliste”, as they say in Norway, to play with sensual songs...