From Norway with love

[aaardvarky]

Chris - as ever you are ahead of the game. Your comments help me write this story, for you show an instinctive insight into their relationship! It is fun taking your comments and writing through and around them to push in a different direction; but here you capture their interaction perfectly. Perhaps that arises from the assiduous way in which you have followed their progress from the very first day.

[aaardvarky]

For all my other readers, I would love to know your thoughts and reactions to the story, its progress, and the writing. As you can tell from the way I answer every comment, I grow the story line from responses and feedback, making what I write more authentic and hopefully more enjoyable to read. No matter what your skill, insight, opinion or background -feel free to comment. What is the worst thing that can happen?...your comment being ignored? And on OHW does this really matter?

[BDJ]

I would still love to be reminded of how N looks! Your poetic skill at painting with the written word could give flesh to my imagination! I have that image of Chris's Cath and JonJasson's Sherrie, but N? Could we, please?

[aaardvarky]

Now here is a question, BDJ - should I describe N? In a way I want her to be the person you envisage her to be rather than having me impose my view. In particular, I don't want her to be too young or too old, to short or too tall, her hair might be blonde or brunette. I sense that she is slim. More important for me than her appearance is her character. Would you forgive me if I didn't describe her? What I would say, though, is that she is definitely exactly as you would picture her - as you would want her to be.

[BDJ]

Then I will see her as graceful in her movements; a fairy figure. When I look into her eyes I see first kindness there, then whit: subtle and wry, but never malicious. Then there is her smile; when it breaks upon her face in delight, it transforms her to a beauty not recorded since the Mona Lisa. Of course she has a killer ass: all my imaginary women have them.

[aaardvarky]

BDJ - a perfect description of N! Well done!!

[Chrislydi]

BDJ - a perfect description of N! Well done!!

As you could describe someone who changes their opinions to suit as a bit of a chameleon, I wonder if there's a similar descriptor for such adaptable and changeable beauty? I'm on the same page as BDJ and see a kindness and the tell signs of good humour in her face. There's also an innate intelligence and great wisdom about her, almost a worldliness and knowledge well beyond her years.

I suppose the Norwegian connection always had me imagining her as blonde, tallish and slender although shoulder length hair rather than too long.

Chris.

(BDJ's own fictional goddess Jade, has to figure in any of my dreamlike fantasies, a truly caring, sensitive and kind young woman who just exudes a sensuous and enticingly naughty sexuality, super hot invention with more than a hint that she's based on someone very close.)

[subtoall]

Lovely prose and story composition. I am excited by N's omission in her email to L of the increased emotional connect between her and Lars on this trip. It appears you are suggesting that it was an intentional omission on N's part to protect L, or to play on his fears; however I find an unintentional omission of this development might create more erotic possibilities.

I think an unconscious deepening (unconscious to N, that is) of the emotional connection between N and Lars has more promise for erotic tension in this story down the road, to say nothing of just later this week in Portugal! I like the idea of the growing risk these feelings can impart to the relationship that the three players are not equally aware of. This dynamic can increase the angst for L, give even more hedonistic pleasure to N and Lars, while providing additional fuel for Lars's domination of both N and L, especially if he's the one most aware of the deepening emotional connection between the two lovers.

The tension experienced through the dawning realization of N and L's approach and proximity to the abyss, and the difficult, angst filled path back from the abyss, or dare we risk approaching even closer, is one of my favorite aspects of this genre of fiction (or real life!).

[Chrislydi]

Couldn't sgree more subtoall, pretty much my thoughts too and on this occasion we both see the immediate future in much the same way.

Chris.

[aaardvarky]

Subtoall - thank you for your comment. Indeed, this has to be a particularly important question. Their Scalene triangle dynamic has to date been in balance. The triangle may from time to time change in angle or degree but remains resilient in its shape. Should it arise where N fell away from L, this dynamic would break down. Perhaps she has to provide a strength to hold back the excesses of what Lars and L might want to embrace?

[nnjcpl2002]

Ah the cuckold's angst.
Yes, the angst is the thing!

[aaardvarky]

9.

Their mornings were spent by the pool, or in it, lunches under the pergola at the poolside cafe and late afternoons walking to the beach or the cove. Between the pool, the cafe and the cove they would slip away to make love in dappled sunlight, down on the headland or in their hotel room. It was an addictive obsession that would gather to grip them - a greedy, exclusive need from which they could not escape, nor, it seemed, did they wish to do so.

N’s messages to L continued more in detail of events than as to emotions. Resting her Ipad, N reflected that whilst she sought to share her feelings with L, she was in fact in danger of denying them. Whilst conscious of L’s desire for exclusion, she was also alert to her growing fixation with Lars, and his with her. The scalene angle between them was closing, whilst the converse angle with L was widening. Should she ignore the fact or address it?

She reflected back on Lars’ comment about planning something that they could share with L, perhaps related to ‘the dress’. L was to celebrate his birthday just days before she was due to return. Might there be a possibility of enhancing his exclusion whilst simultaneously opening the angle between herself and Lars? She resolved to speak to Lars, for she had a plan.

It is the day before L’s birthday. N reclines on a lounger. A cooling shadow is cast by the canopy giving her a clear view of a young Latino as he pulls himself from the pool to smile at her. She raises her sunglasses and smiles back. She turns to Lars. Inaudible words are exchanged. Moments later, Lars joins Rodrigo at the bar, where they appear to be deep in discussion. N looks across remarking to herself on their difference in age and physique - in his trunks, Lars older and more muscular; wearing shorts, Rodrigo, younger, slimmer and bronzed. The two men leave the bar together to head back to the hotel. N waits for a while, picks up her towel and goes to follow.

Entering the hotel room she finds Lars and Rodrigo seated in the two chairs by the balcony. She walks towards them, glances at Lars, but her eyes are fixed on Rodrigo. He stands as she moves towards him and she closes as if claiming a prize, a determination in her actions that sends a lightning charge across the room. Without words, they connect. Her lips meet his. For the first time, his arms encircle her waist. Time stands still.

‘Wait Rodrigo’. Her words earth their energy momentarily. But within moments she returns. Her hair now cascades to her shoulders. She is glowing. She wears ‘the dress’.

Facing him, N straddles Rodrigo whilst still seated, lifting the hem of her dress to settle the crinoline across his exposed legs. She then reaches forward and under her skirts. Were you to have been present, you would have seen the movement of her hand below the dress, heard the sound of a zip, and witnessed a deep inhalation. N moves forward, closer and possessive. Her lips again find his. Her breath quickens. She flicks the front of her dress across the waistband of his shorts and slides herself further, deeper, a truly primaeval connection, urgent, torrid, unashamed and uncompromising. Breaking their kiss for an instant she looks up to stare at Lars. The moment their eyes connect she starts to convulse, as if triggered by the gaze, wound into an orgasm of such dynamic that every muscle of her body stiffens with pleasure. How to that point he had resisted his climax is unclear, but upon this moment Rodrigo releases within her, a climax that N greedily milks seemingly so as to extend her pleasure.

In the moments after Rodrigo leaves, N leads Lars to their bed. There she selects the four silk scarves they had bought in the street market, and directing him to splay his arms, she binds to the posts of the bed, first his wrists and then his ankles. She still wears the dress as she straddles his chest, but rather than moving down his torso she moves upwards over his chest and towards his shoulders. N lifts the crinolines over his head and Lars is plunged into darkness as she lowers the outer lips of her labia across his face, exposing her clitoris to his tongue. She feels the roughness of his cheeks against the inside of her thighs; he can taste the metallic scent of her sex and feels the silky lubricance of her earlier climax as she slides to engage increasing intensity. There are moments when Lars stops to breathe the oxygen-deprived air beneath her dress, only then to resume his purpose to bring her closer to climax. In what feels an age, but is in fact only minutes, N orgasms for a second time, the force of which causes her to buck against his mouth, her urethra contracting to discharge liquid engorged in her Skene gland. As she dismounts, releasing him from the clamp of her legs but retaining firm the scarf bindings, Lars gasps for air.

In the moments that follow, N slides down Lars’ chest and across his stomach to settle against his groin. The stimulation of frustration over the last thirty minutes has brought Lars close to the climax that he now so desperately seeks. He feels her soft capture, her warmth, her wetness, the smoothness; and triggered by her dominance he quickly releases within her as if he had no choice or option, a climax elevated by frustration and his fascination at what has transpired.

His orgasm induces a third climax for N, this time of a different intensity, in which her cervix first contracts then dilates as if to receive his semen. Her pleasure continues as if it cannot be stopped, exhausting her with the sensations that keep coming, rolling through her being, uniting her with him. Previously she had imagined that the intensity of the afternoon’s events would have served to release her from Lars’ emotional grip, but instead it confirmed it within the apotheosis of desire.

It was in a hedonistic afterglow that N later wrote to L, describing her concerns about their changes of dynamic and the plan she had conceived to address it. She spoke of Lars’ compliance in his role of engaging the young attractive Latino at the pool. She described her rising excitement at the prospect of taking a new lover, whilst causing Lars to watch them in their rising pleasure. She told of her desire for herself, and also to secure for L a further elevation of deprivation, mirrored through Lars’ presence and complicity.

Her words ran hot with erotic implication. However, she didn’t mention the aftermath - the moment after her last re-connection with Lars when, instead of reducing her dependence on him, it had simply elevated it. Now, as she completed her message to L, she sighed to herself, glancing beyond the bed head to where the green dress now hung, a creased triangle of material, yet still glowing iridescent with energy.

[Dom4cuck]

This is some of the best erotica I have ever read, thank you for taking the time needed t plan and to write

I. loved Ns exploration as a Domme and felt that you captured reality for her, yes it misfired in a way but this leaves open the pssibility of moving her forward , once she returns home

N. knows that she is playing a dangerous game, playing with fire as it were, but now she has tasted an exploratory dominance , which she obviously enjoyed

Superb detail, casting of players and scene - amazing!!

[BDJ]

I did not see that coming. N, in a bid to establish the equilibrium between the three of them, reinforces her dependence on Lars for an increasingly desired sexual/emotional bond. Beware N, I see you slipping down a glassy slope, accelerating with each new failed attempt to rebalance. I'm afraid you will finally crash into a starry cloud at its end; the result of your exploding senses giving you the ability to have increasingly intense orgasms; but only with Lars. I fear they will be bought by a corresponding diminution of your concern for L. Should that be the case the unthinkable will happen: the sides of a triangle will have collapsed.

[Mad Dog65]

Echoing others, I appreciate the concise eroticism leaving much to the readers imagination. Thank you!

[Chrislydi]

I too echo the thoughts of the previous posters, this is eroticism on a higher scale, it's hitting every sense and lifting the writing to new heights.

There is an underlying change for me in the heirarchy of this triangular relationship, and this despite N's attempt to wrestle the narrative back to what it's always been so far. Her efforts though haven't exactly gone to plan, that scalene triangle where the lengths and angles, even while fluid and changing, have always been within a controlled range, hardly exists anymore. It's been absolutely knocked out of shape, those connected sides and angles formerly so complementary and interdependent on each other, are now completely out of proportion, threatening even the feasibility of the structure.

To me Lars is now the alpha and N's play was more to weaken that dynamic, to almost make him the beta while reinforcing the strength of her virtual bond with L via the dress. The introduction of the other man was very much a part of this, almost to say she is her own woman and loves both men, and will make her own decisions on her sex life without reference to a dominant other.

The aftermath proved just how in thrall she is to Lars, but in a way also his growing need of her. L is now almost the potential cuckold, a submissive to both, content as long as he's still connected, but for how long and how tenuously, and has this attempt at restoring the balance been the first of many or the one that's finally confirmed the new dynamic?

Chris

[aaardvarky]

10.

In London it is still raining when N’s message arrives in L’s mailbox. He is hiding from the weather in their living room, his book placed on the arm of the chair, a side lamp casting short shadows on early evening walls. Her email is headed ‘Happy Birthday Darling’, which indicates that it is intended for tomorrow. Should he open it now or leave it until later after supper? Twice he resolves to delay, then changes his mind, clicking to open.

We already know its content, for together we have observed the events of that day - sun filled holiday gardens; hotel residents splashing in the pool; laughter from the bar; N’s eyes settling on a seriously attractive single man who, with charm-filled energy had chosen to smile at her; the private conversation between Lars and her appointed nominee; their meeting in the hotel bedroom; the searing moment of erotic but fragile connection; and her reward to Lars afterwards for facilitating her pleasure.

We know too what was missing - the postscript to their lovemaking. We believe that we exercise control over both events and emotions, yet of the millions of random outcomes we know not what will be the true result. N had intended to inject into their triangular relationship a diversification, to oil the angle joints so they could configure more easily, and maybe more equally. Instead, she had simply reaffirmed her emotional and physical dependence on Lars as the provider of pleasure and facilitator of new experiences, ones that she could never ask of L.

As L reached the last line of her message, he looked again, as a reader might in turning a page to see if there was more on the other side. He realised that her account was incomplete. For L, a major aspect of erotic conformation arose after denial, in regaining N’s love and attention, and it was unimaginable that Lars would not have needed both release and reclaim after such an erotic delivery; or that N would not have rewarded Lars for his efforts. The three pieces of the jigsaw remained together, but missing was a connecting piece between Lars and N. And it was in his realisation of this absence that L sits and considered his future.

[BDJ]

Aaardvarky, your analogy of the relationship of our three protagonists resembles a jigsaw now? I have a thought on that.

I can only conclude that their vacation antics more properly describes a pinball machine. Who, though, is the ball and who are the two flippers. Is the ball L and the flippers N and Lars? For each time an unexpected thing happens (or something left out) the ball is propelled, with varying degrees of force, onto the posts, where it ricochets in a very unpredictable manner indeed. But perhaps it is N who is the ball...or Lars?

As always, I await your next missive with bated breath.

BDJ

[Chrislydi]

We know erotic denial is often a large part of the psyche of a cuckold and conceivably well suited to L's real nature, the question is if that's where he's now irreversibly headed? The dress always symbolised their unique interdependence and the maintenance of that carefully controlled balance, one mutually beneficial to all three of our players, so It's maybe not a coincidence that it had lay hung beyond the bed head, a creased triangle of material, while the aftermath confirmed the strength of the new magnetic hold between the more assertive Lars and his grateful N. Unintentionally perhaps, with N particularly fighting to maintain a broad equality of strengths, it's also simultaneously weakened that of her's to L and now possibly to be replaced by new more defined roles?

Chris

[aaardvarky]

Chrislydi, nnjcpl 2002, BDJ, Dom4cuck and mad Dog 65 - thank you so much for your encouraging and helpful comments. When writing I often feel this process as a collaborative effort, your thoughts and suggestions weaving their way into the narrative. Now here are some questions for you. Are N, L and Lars at a turning point? Has their hedonistic journey become overtaken by emotional desire? To what extent do we really understand and trust in their triangular relationship? Might they (and we) be in danger of importing feelings that belong to coupledom and have no compersive place in their three way dynamic?

[ExiledSage]

I love the image of the triangle. But was the relationship ever really triangular? Was there ever a line between L and Lars? They only related to each other through N. It seems to me that any triangularity only existed in N’s head. That all of the balance depends on her. So as she is swayed (in the moment) the balance between L and Lars becomes much more one-sided. The question is whether this is a momentary, in the moment thing dependent on who she is with, or if it is a stronger, longer lasting effect.

[Chrislydi]

I love the image of the triangle. But was the relationship ever really triangular? Was there ever a line between L and Lars? They only related to each other through N. It seems to me that any triangularity only existed in N’s head. That all of the balance depends on her. So as she is swayed (in the moment) the balance between L and Lars becomes much more one-sided. The question is whether this is a momentary, in the moment thing dependent on who she is with, or if it is a stronger, longer lasting effect.

Great point ExiledSage, I have thought along similar lines in the past few weeks but then perhaps Lars action in Norway of saying to N you need to go back to L, at a time when she herself was at least contemplating a different future, did perhaps show a respect between the two men for the unselfish nature of the three way relationship?
It's the way I justified it myself anyway


Chris

[Chrislydi]

? Might they (and we) be in danger of importing feelings that belong to coupledom and have no compersive place in their three way dynamic?

I'm on to your devious little ways Aaardvarsky , the fact that you even put the question is the gentlest of admonishments

Of course the answer is YES, when will we ever learn? I'm afraid I'm quite a lost cause.

Chris

[Dom4cuck]

I sense a shift in the triangle powershare ratio, with N coming out on top . I would add , at the moment ..

N seems to be beginning to make a shift from hotwife to Cuckoldress not only of L but also in a smaller way with Lars

Just my 2 cents

[aaardvarky]

11.

So far throughout this tale we have followed N, L and Lars on their erotic journey, in which each of them has explored their emotional boundaries within a three sided dynamic.

Pleasure seeking, whether for pure pleasure, the pleasure of pain, or both, can act like heroin: addictive and consuming. Pleasure seekers must never focus entirely on the self and ignore the outer essence on which they depend - that their momentary pleasure emanates from the fact of ‘the three’ - separate fulcrums that support and give strength to the pyramid structure.

And that is where N, L and Lars are now. For Lars the relationship offers sexual and emotional intimacy without commitment. Following his student relationship with N, he never married, nor sought to do so. He committed to bachelordom, as a free spirit, but one that needed to return to the well to drink.

N enjoys her female birthright - to receive pleasure, happiness and security in equal measures. L provided her safety and emotional resilience, whilst Lars fulfilled a hedonistic need for challenge, excitement and variety.

We may be in danger of feeling sorry for L. Whilst he experiences the sexual frisson between N and Lars vicariously, his cerebral involvement is determined by his physical exclusion. The fact is that he neither could, nor would trade places with Lars. The viscerality of his experience is entirely dependent on the fact of his denial.

We left N looking towards ‘the dress’ as it rested on a hanger beyond the bedhead. Its creases carry erotic memory of its very first wearing by N with L; they encompass torrid energy with Lars in Norway; they hold the moment when N and L reconnected; and now the dress bristles with a new sexual energy here in Portugal. Each event is a trophy, adding to its power and value. Yet it represents more than the individual events. It signifies the unity of their interaction - it tells the story of the moment, of exclusion and of dependence.

N looks again and sees what we are seeing. Not a simple dress but the essence of the erotic power they share. She realises that she cannot rely on the steadfastness of Lars as a life partner; nor can she expect from L the powerful, incandescent moments of sexual thrill that she receives from Lars. She also recognises that her emotions have changed yet again. She knows that she has to address this reality head-on. The question is, how?

She resolves to write again to L.