Strings for the Veteran (Closed)

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She gasped as his kisses fluttered down over her stomach, her hand rested on his head as he tugged at her panties with his teeth. She giggled, raising her hips in an indication he could slip them off, which he did.

"If you want me to stop..."

"I know," she breathed as he untangled her panties from her ankles, trailing kisses up her leg and kissing her knees in a memory of last night. She giggled again as the kisses moved up her thigh, over her pelvis. Her hands moved under her t shirt, pinching the nipples he had been administering to only moments before. Her hips bucked a little, as if they were offering her to him.

"I don't want you to stop," she whispered, realising that this was the first time they were going to have sex. Sober. She felt suddenly nervous, but the feeling vanished as soon as it came when his hands held her hips still, she could feel his breath on her skin...

 

[Niceandbrutal]

He stopped for a short moment to savour the smell and look of her most intimate parts. It was intoxicating. A clean musky smell, inviting him in for a taste. He let his tongue flutter around her outer labial lips, enjoying her quick thrusts from her each time he touched her with his tongue.

Then he planted a quick kiss on her clitoris before using his fingers to open her lips before giving a few good lengthwise licks, careful not to touch her clitoris. At first. He dimly registered she was playing with her breasts. Her thrusts against him became more urgent and her breath grew more rapid. It wasn't until her moans took on a note of frustration that he stopped licking and captured her clitoris with his lips before running his tongue in circles around her love button.

The result was magnificent.

 

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Her hands flew to the sheets and she gripped them, yelling aloud as his tongue twirled around her clitoris. The things she cried were a mixture of Russian and English as her body spasmed against his ministrations. It was incredible. She forwent all ideas of silence as his hands held her hips, his mouth working on her like magic.

Nicholas' tongue lapped at her, she could feel the roughness against her sensitive clitoris and she couldn't stave off an orgasm. It had been so long since she had been given such a treat.

Her hands found their way into his hair, tugging on it as her hips thrust against him. "Oh god Nicholas please... I want to cum, but I want you..." She pleaded, her voice shaking, her body desperate for him.

 

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Nicholas loved that he could turn her on like he did just now. Hearing her moans and hearing her beg him was a potent aphrodisiac. He doubled his efforts, eager to make her come by using his mouth alone. He alternated between licking her vaginal lips, delving inside her vagina with his tongue and assaulting her clitoris with his whole mouth. His hands were on her stomach to control the ever wilder gyrations of her hips.

He glanced at her and was rewarded with a sight of her upper body arching and bucking, her breasts jiggling and her mouth open in a silent 'O'. The veins on her neck were clearly visible as her head thrashed from side to side and her hands gripped the sheets. And then she climaxed. She let loose with a moan that turned into a shriek bafore subsiding to a moan again. Her hips were rising and gyrating despite him trying to hold her down. His mouth and chin was drenched with her juices as he hung on to her clitoris, continuing to suck and lick her through her orgasm until she begged him between ragged breaths to please stop.

He inched up beside her and deftly removed his sweatpants and t-shirt before leaning in to kiss her flushed face. His rolled on top of her, still kissing her and positioned his erect penis at the opening of her vagina, the tip of it pushing at her.

Then he slowly slid inside her warm and very moist cave.

 

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Elinor could taste herself on his lips and she pulled her t shirt over her head, wanting nothing between them right now. His penis probed at the opening, nudging inside her with relative ease. She was so wet and ready for him. She lifted her hips as he inched inside her, supporting his weight on his arms beside her head. Her hands rested on his waist, feeling his muscles tightening until he was inside her, moving her up the bed as their pelvises connected. She cried out against his cheek, feeling him roughly rub against her very over sensitive clitoris.

He stayed still inside her, kissing her deeply, his hands caressing her head, one moving down, the fingers lightly tracing the curve of her ribs and waist, stroking her hip and lifting one leg to curl around his. All the while his lips never left hers. He raised his hips, drawing himself out of her and then his hand held her bottom, entering her again deeply until he was entirely inside of her, thrusting against her as his hand gripped her bum.

She met every thrust keenly, kissing him with a hunger she had never felt. Her hands moved down, holding his behind as she tried to pull him against her body, their oneness consuming her. She groaned against their kiss, trailing her lips over his jaw, down across his collarbone. He drew out of her again, pulling away from their kiss and resting his forehead against hers as he entered her again slowly, over and over again.

Her moans turned to quiet, begging whispers, urges of encouragement as her nails dug into him, her lips kissing his chest, his throat, whispering into his ear and eventually finding his mouth again.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

She was squirming underneath him, positioning and re-positioning herself as he slowly drove her wild with his slow pace. At first he'd wanted nothing more than to pound her senseless, but seeing and hearing her as he slowly made love to her was at the same time a test of strength and a delicius torture. And besides, this slow pace made their closeness and love feel more profound.

After a while, despite himself, he picked up the pace, making her sigh in relief as she finally got the stimulation she needed. He ground against her every time he went inside her, making her squeal and moan. The sight of her underneath him, flushed and sweating, thrashing and moaning, spurred him on. He watched her and listened closely to her. She was fast approaching an orgasm, and just as she was on the brink, he pulled out of her, making her gasp in disappointment and loss. "Nikolai! Nyet!" was all she could say.

He winked at her and rolled her over on her belly before lifting her hips off the bed, her inviting ass egging him on. He entered her again and stood perfectly still for a second. Then he set about again, making her sigh in relief. He grabbed hold of her hands and used them for leverage as he pounded into her. He gradually pulled her up until he encircled her chest with one arm while his other hand got busy around her clitoris. As his hand started playing with her breasts he kissed and licked her neck. He never stopped moving against her, and he knew that this position was good for stimulating her g-spot with his pole.

Sure enough, her moans became even more wanton and profound as he thrust against that little bundle of nerves inside of her. She suddenly tensed, then let out a long groan as her love canal started clamping down on his member in another, much deeper and more savage orgasm. She went soft in his arms, but he still managed to hold her upright.

He took it slow until she recovered, then picked up the pace again as he started to feel that delicious tingling sensation in his head and spine. He was close to coming himself.

 

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After Elinor came, her entire body felt like it was on fire. His hand that had been massaging her clitoris snaked up, rubbing her stomach. It made her squirm, arching her back and shivering against him. His hand moved up, holding her breasts, one filling each hand and squeezing, massaging them, pinching the nipples and slowly torturing her. With each touch, each stroke of his fingers, her core squeezed his manhood, the remnants of her orgasm still affecting her body. His lips kissed along her shoulder, nipping her gently as he picked up the pace again.

She was panting, pushing back as well as she could into his thrusts. He was speeding up, groaning against her neck. She leaned her head back as he kissed her ear.

"Nikolai...oh god..." Her hands slid over his, gripping them as he gripped her breasts.

"Yes, Solnyshko?" With each word he thrust into her deeply. She cried out, the entirety of her body quivering.

"Oh Nikolai... I'm going to... Please..."

He moaned against her neck, kissing her throat and her ear and holding her breasts tighter, grunting with each thrust. "Come with me, Solnyshko... My little one..." One hand slid down, flattening and pressing on her tummy and she tensed, tightening again, crying his name out as her hot, wet pussy squeezed around him.

She heard him groaning her name into her shoulder as he stiffened, holding her tightly and shuddering, emptying himself inside her. His forehead rested against her shoulder for a moment as he sat down on his knees, with her, his manhood still buried in her. He pulsed inside her tight tunnel as it squeezed every drop of seed from him. His arm slid around her waist, holding her against him. Her arms covered his and she rested her head back against his, his auburn hair tickling her. She smiled as he kissed her shoulder.

They were breathing in tandem, in unison, and her body still shivered as he moved his arms against her.

"I feel like you aren't close enough to me..." She murmured.

 

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Nicholas caught his breath after a little while. Strange thing though, he was still rigid and inside of her. After a while he realized his arousal was so great that he was still stiff and ready for another round. Her wiggling told him that she too was up for more. She'd told him that she felt he wasn't close enough to her, so he pulled out of her and let her straddle him as he lay on his back.

His shaft was now almost painfully engorged, and the few moments of air soothed him. But the almost-pain was forgottan as she slid down his pole with ease. She lay on top of him and kissed him as if her life depended on it as she started moving against him again. He embraced her and returned her kisses while she kept a steady pace, sliding up and down on him. The nipples on her soft breasts scraped against his chest hairs as she squashed them deliciously against his chest. He loved the feel of her soft flesh rubbing against his own nipples.

His hands slid down to her buttocks. He got a good grip on her and helped lift her up and down on him as their pace slowly increased. He could feel his own cum mixed with hers dripping down on him as she rode him. After a while she became flushed and short of breath despite him helping her, so he embraced her again and rolled over to the side. She immediately wrapped her legs around him, holding him in a delicious vice-like grip with her arms and legs both. They made love in a slow luxurious pace, she being so sensitive now after several orgasms that she was in a state of orgasm or near-orgasm all the time.

All the time they were embracing and kissing as they went about their lovemaking, moaning into each other's mouths and whispering each other's names, as well as proclamations of love and lust. This was without a doubt the most intense lovemaking Nicholas had ever experienced, and he told her so. She didn't say anything, she just smiled and hugged his head before resuming kissing him. Her smile had been answer enough, containing pride, love and unbridled lust.

After a long while of gentle thrusting and caressing, Nicholas felt a tingling tightening in his body, and he increased the pace. The stimulation became more acute as he intensified his movements, and they both started moaning in earnest again. With a quick flip he placed her on her back. He then proceded to thrust and grind while lowering himself down on his elbows to be as close to her as possible. His mouth again sought out hers, as well as her neck ears and collarbone as he pumped furiously into her. His pace became hectic, frantic, and then a painfully delightful sensation in his groins as he emptied himself in her again. He blacked out for a moment as he spent inside her, and he had to muster all his strength so as not to crush her under him. Instead, he rolled to his side again, taking her with him. She was shuddering as well, her own orgasm no less powerful as his.

They lay in an intimate embrace, forehead resting against forehead and green and blue eyes locked in a profound gaze. He caressed her, gently stroking her cheek with his thumb while embracing her with his other arm. After a while, his penis slipped out of her and landed on the sheets with a wet *plop*, breaking the mood somewhat as they both started giggling uncontrollably.

She wiped the sweat off her forehead and sniffed at him, teasingly crinkling her nose. "We both need a shower, Nikolai." She got out of bed, and Nicholas could just marvel at the feminine beauty on display. She opened the bathroom door and looked back at him. "What are you waiting for, Nikolai? An invitation? He was out of the bed and in the shower with her like a shot.

 

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Elinor seriously considered putting a rain and waterfall shower in her own apartment. The water fell down over her aching skin, soothing her. Nicholas stood before her, holding her hands in his and smiling at her as the waterfall pummelled down on his head. He half winked, half squinted at her and it made her laugh as the water fell over them both in warm beads and rivers.

Nicholas grabbed a loofah sponge and squirted some soap on it. He rubbed it across her chest, massaging her and moving down over her ribs to her stomach. He knelt, washing her legs and feet. It tickled and she squealed shrilly. He smiled up at her, turning her around. He planted a sloppy kiss on one of the cheeks of her bottom and she giggled, wriggling as the sponge made it's way up her thighs, massaging her firm, curved behind. She groaned, pushing back against his hands. He told her to behave, and the firmness of his voice made her toes curl. He washed up the curve of her spine, squirting some shampoo into his hands as he washed her hair, slowly, massaging her temples. She was moaning now, her back arching, her nipples peaking. She could feel him again, against her behind.

Hard.

He informed her in that deep, seductive tone that he was going to love her again, and she turned, shaking her head.

"No," she said, taking the shampoo bottle and squirting it into her hands. "Close your eyes." He did so, and she massaged the shampoo into his hair slowly and lovingly, kissing his lips while she worked. She used the loofah sponge to massage his arms, his shoulders, his chest. She moved around him like a dancer, washing him as intimately as he washed her.

Every once in a while she would kiss him deeply, feeling his manhood stirring against her. He would breathe heavily, moaning into her mouth and pulling her to him. She would smile against his kiss, moving back, out of his touch. She looked him up and down as he stood there, glorious and naked, his eyes closed.

Silently, she knelt before him. Just level with his gently twitching manhood. She licked her lips, hearing his sharp gasp as they parted over his tip, taking him into her mouth. One of his hands shot out to steady himself, the other caressed her head as she sucked him in deeper, deeper, deeper, her tongue working around him. His fingers grazed her ear and she groaned lustily. It vibrated around her throat and tongue and she heard him groan in return.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

She was full of surprises. He didn't mind at all her taking charge and seducing him in the shower. Her washing of him and the deep kisses they shared served only to arouse him further and he was about to open his eyes and take charge again when she engulfed his manhood with her mouth. The sensation was so overwhelming he grew dizzy with delight for a little second.

Her moves seemed confident and she definitely knew what she was doing. There was only a hint of teeth and her tongue was seemingly everywhere at once. Combined with the gentle yet firm suction she applied coupled with the slow movements of her head, it almost sent him over the brink.

"Oh! Elin.... please don't- don't stop! This is... oh my god!" He opened his eyes and looked down at her just as she looked up at him with a profound and seductive look. He placed both hands on her head in a loving caress as she continued making love to him with her mouth. She'd placed her hands on his buttocks for leverage, only heightening the erotic stimulus.

"Elin, I... I can't hold on for much longer. This is simply too good. If you want me to make love to you, stop what you're doing right now or I will come in your mouth!"

 

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Elin stopped the moment he spoke, slowly, torturously pulling her mouth off of him as she sucked. He popped from her lips, gasping as she stood up again obediently. She glanced around and smiled as she noticed a little ledge in the shower cubicle, obviously for shampoos and the like. She faced him, placing her hands on his shoulders as he leaned in, kissing her passionately. Her legs parted and he groaned into her mouth as his lance sank into her. She crossed her legs behind his back, pulling him against her.

The water flowed over them as her hands moved down, gripping the shelf as his pace increased. Her back was firmly against the tiled wall and Nicholas' hands found hers. He raised them above her head, pinning her hands to the wall. She whimpered, her legs tightening. Panic bound around her heart for a moment and she opened her eyes to look at him. He drove deeply into her, and whispered his love for her. The panic unfurled and she arched against him. His lips kissed along her jaw, down her neck and his teeth nipped at her nipples. She thrusted back against him, yelping a little as Nicholas cupped her face with one hand, his other still holding her hands above her head.

He kissed her deeply again, their tongues dancing as she felt him stiffen inside her, and go still for a moment. She was close to coming, and knew he had to be too, but wondered if he was waiting for her. His hand moved down between their bodies, stroking and playing with her clit. She gasped as his tongue slid into her mouth.

"Nicholas..." She mumbled as his hand splayed out against her lower back, pushing her back so she was right against him, her arms stretched. "I love you, oh god I love you..." Her face flushed with embarrassment as she moved her head beside his, whispering into his ear. "I'm going to come soon... I was wondering if you would... Touch me..." She bowed her head a little. "My...um... Near your hand, just... down..."

He drew his head back, looking at her. He seemed to stiffen again but this time he drove himself deep inside her, his hand moving down just resting on her bottom, his pinky massaging just along the crack of her behind. She began to shudder, biting her lip. She could feel her pussy tightening. Nicholas was looking at her lip and she felt his hand tighten on her wrists, burying himself in her again and kissing her intensely. She squealed against him, thrusting back. "Oh god! Ohgodohgodohgod..."

 

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And the surprises kept on coming. This was turning into his most erotic and adventurous day yet. If he'd understood her correctly, she'd asked him to finger her bumhole. She seemed to get off on a little dominance as well, if her reaction to his pinning her hands was anything to go by. Nicholas felt like he was walking on a tightrope, what with her experiences at the hand of David on the one hand and her newfound sexual adventurousness on the other. He'd have to proceed with caution and gauge her reactions carefully.

His roaming hand started kneading and caressing her buttocks, inching slowly towards her little rear entrance. He decided to venture inside with his pinky, very cautiously. His finger started sliding along her sweet little buttcrack before stopping near her rectal opening. He started massaging it slowly and deliberately. Her sudden gasp and delighted moan told him he was on the right track as her vaginal muscles clamped down on his pole with renewed vigour.

He started moving his pinky in small but ever enlarging circles to carefully pry her sphincter open. She sat perfectly still as he stood still, just looking at him with eyes heavy with lust as he slowly started inching his finger inside her rear entrance. His fingertip suddenly slid inside, and she groaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Twisting and gently pushing, he inched his pinky inside of her as he resumed thrusting into her love canal. He went slowly at first, noticing how her hisses of discomfort gave way to deeper moans of lust as the finger slid in and out of her in time with his thrusts.

As he intensified his strokes she nearly became undone and buckled in his arms as raw lust overwhelmed her. She intensified her kissing and nibbling of him as he pumped into her with his manhood and a finger. The sound of her pleasure and the way she writhed and arched under him had him on the brink of his third orgasm today. He sped up and noticed to his delight that she too was close to coming.

"Nikolai, I'm coming, oh please come with me please don't let me come by myself oh pleas- Nikolaaaaai!" She came hard. The exact moment her orgasm started, Nicholas pulled his finger out from her anus, heightening her orgasm. She screamed and thrashed as she temporarily lost control of her body. Her display of unbridled lust sent Nicholas over the brink, and he emptied his loins into her as he groaned "Elinooor!"

She collapsed on to him, shivering still in post orgasmic throes, her legs still wrapped around him and her head lolling on his shoulders in complete abandon. Nicholas' knees buckled and he gently sat down with her still clinging to him and him still inside of her. For a long time they just held one another as the post-orgasms ripped through them. Eventually, his manhood unceremoniously plopped out of her. By then they had started kissing again, holding each other in a loving embrace.

Still holding her close to him, Nicholas whispered words of love and devotion in her ears. "You're one in a million, Elin. I love you so. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you for you being who you are. Just... I love you so much that words fail me." He kissed her again, trying to put all of his emotions for her in that kiss. After an even longer while he turned off the shower and disentangled himself from her to bring her a towel. He started to gently dry her off as she sat on the floor, happily exhausted.

 

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Elinor sat curled up on the floor until Nicholas gathered her up in his arms, wrapping her in his bathrobe as he helped her onto the bed. She was quiet, shaking a little, coming down slowly from her orgasmic high. Thoughts of her past life floated into her head, in bland grey shades. Nicholas imbued her life with colour, and as she looked at him, knelt before her, asking her if she was alright, she couldn't materialise the words to tell him so.

But her eyes gazed upon him with utter devotion and love. And fear.

"Do you think I'm strange... Because of what I asked you to do...?" She shifted a little, her bottom a little tender and her hands shaking a little. She ran her fingers over his face. "I don't want you to think I'm some kind of... I don't know..." Her head hung a little listlessly.

He rose, kissing her on the head before bringing a cup of tea in for her. She smiled gratefully, and said she loved him in a muted voice, just as she took a sip of the warm tea that restored life to her limbs and her mind.

It took her a good half hour to choose something to wear, as Nicholas kept spinning her around and kissing her, telling her she looked fine in her underwear. It made her laugh, it made her forget about the negative things that prickled at the edge of her mind. He eventually chose for her: a pair of faded close-fitting jeans and a pair of knee high leather boots with a green sweater that hugged her body and brought up the colour of her eyes.

"You'll need a coat too, and a hat and scarf. And gloves." He winked at her mysteriously.

"Are you taking me to the Arctic?" she laughed, poking fun at him.

"Central Park. Ice skating."

She squealed, jumping to her feet and clapping her hands. "Skating in Central Park?! Oh Nikolai!" She threw herself into his arms and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm so excited! I just can't wait! Can we go now?" Elinor pulled on her coat, wrapped her scarf around her neck and chin, pulled on her gloves and flattened her hair with her hat.

When she looked around she noticed Nicholas was chuckling at her. She smiled fondly, holding his hand from the moment they left until they walked the short distance to Central Park. When they stood amidst the trees with the sparkling lights, Elinor stopped, her hand slipping from his. He turned, looking at her. Her skin was so pale against the white lights in the winter sun. She looked up at him, the lights reflected in her eyes, and in his.

"I simply love you," she whispered.

 

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"Do you think I'm strange... Because of what I asked you to do...? I don't want you to think I'm some kind of... I don't know..."

She seemed vulnerable and looked immensely beautiful in the afterglow of her orgasms, her uncertainty as raw as her enjoyment of their lovemaking. He sat down next to her and took her hands in his, looking her in the eyes as he gave her a calm and reassuring smile. "Elin, little sun, let's make a deal. Trust me to tell you when I think your requests get too ... ah ... outlandish. Don't ever be afraid to ask things of me. If I'm uncomfortable with it, I'll tell you so, okay? I know you trust me and love me as I trust and love you. Give in to that trust and don't be afraid of what I think of you. Because I love you for who you are, quirks and all."

Later, in the park, she stopped and let her hand slip from his. He turned and looked at her pale radiant beauty, little stars seeming to shine in her eyes. And then she whispered her declaration of love for him. He embraced her and hugged her tightly, kissing her on the forehead as he pulled her to him. She nuzzled up to him and stood on her toes to kiss him back on his forehead. Nicholas sighed happily. He was content. No, that wasn't sufficient. Complete? Better, but still not how he truly felt. Joyously complete? Now he was just being silly. So much so that he guffawed at his ineptitude to find le mot juste. This earned him a quizzical look from Elin, forcing him to explain his happy conundrum. She blushed and giggled at that, obviously pleased. He made her laugh out loud by striking a mock heroic pose and with a ditto heroic voice proclaiming: "For I am Nicholas, wordsmith extradreary- extradit- OF SOME REPUTE! Look on my work and desper... um ... desprite ... BE VERY AFRAID!"

They resumed walking, holding hands and kidding and kissing. Nicholas knew that the stay in New York would be a memory he'd treasure in years to come. It was the first, but hopefully not the last time he'd seen her completely happy and carefree. With the trial coming up, he knew they were facing tough times. But they would fight through it and weather it together. He was sure of it.

They reached the frozen pond and rented their skates. There were many people on the ice, despite it being new years day. Young couples, families, old people; all were out to have fun on the ice. Tinny loudspeakers blared out cheesy renditions of classical music mixed with various pop music, causing Elin to snort in derision. They changed into their skates and staggered to the brink of the ice. Holding her hand, a playful smile always present he asked her: "Ready, Solnyshko?"