Maia Laaning

As Hans Kernumees fetched a couple of glasses of dry red wine, Maia Laaning settled herself in sitting upright on the bed with her back resting against the wall. The bed had no headboard congruent with the sparseness of Hans living quarters. He returned and after handing Maia her glass of wine he settled to sit on the bed next to her.

Maia started the conversation of their afterglow by saying, "That sure was a blast, Hans! You seemed to know exactly what I wanted without me telling you. I guess that goes hand in glove with your minimal seduction ploy. How did you know I would react positively to your blatant almost command to come here and have sex? Of course you didn't exactly say that, but it was obviously implied. As far as I was aware we did not really flirt during the brief time that we were in the bar. I don't think I put out any signals that would indicate that I would go to bed with you just upon a direct request to do so. Do I have a reputation of being a slut that emboldened you to make your sudden proposal for sex seemingly without any advance warning?"

Hans answered, "No as far as I'm aware you have no such deplorable reputation I'm. I believe you are universally admired here in Estonia. I certainly liked you before we met tonight. Now of course I love you. Actually, I fell in love with you during the time we were in the bar and that prompted me to almost demand that you come here."

Maia was certainly nonplussed by that answer, "Love you say? You really don't know me. I mean sure you're aware of my public known facts about me, and some of it are not true anyway. But you are not really aware of my true personality. Certainly not long enough to genuinely be aware that you would be in love with me. Infatuation yes, but that's as far it goes."

Hans replied, "You've heard no doubt the phrase: "Love at first sight!" Do you believe it occurs or can occur?"

Maia was taken aback by such an innocuous rebuttal question. She blushed as she was well aware that only the previous night, she had footed the drinking tab so as to ensure that she would have the opportunity to hook up with Kalev Kõrvits. And this evening she had meekly succumbed without any protest or resistance whatsoever to an entreaty for sex with Hans Kernumees. At least she was spot on with her presumably feminine intuition in that sex with both of them was hot! In her mindset, she believed that she was merely seeking an ephemeral sexual thrill based on her opinion that they were simply acceptable as a sex partner.

That might be true in the case of Kalev Kõrvits. She was certainly willing to go out with him on another date, but she did not sense that a long term affair was what she craved for. On the other hand with Hans Kernumees, she was not thinking of a one night stand but instead she was contemplating fucking him for one thousand nights. Of course, her subconscious mind protested that this idea sprung from her erotic dream, which she had periodically been dreaming whereby she mimicked the Scheherazade fable. Hans Kernumees sure was the spitting image of the sultan Selim whom she had envisioned. Still, that was an excuse to cover her strong infatuation she felt towards him. Or then again was it infatuation or was it true love?

With such thoughts swirling around in her brain, and to clear up her confusion. Maia opted to answer in a non committal, intellectual way, "I believe that love at first sight is a personal experience whereby a person or character feels an instant, extreme, and ultimately long-lasting romantic attraction for a stranger upon first seeing that stranger. It has been described by poets and critics since the time of the ancient Greeks and Romans. It was said of the Roman god Cupid that when he pierces one's heart with one of his love arrows the victim is filled with uncontrollable desire and lust towards the person one is in contact with. Whether it figuratively occurs in real life or not who's to say? I would merely say it is possible."

Hans snorted, "I suppose that is the precise technical description a nerd would respond to my question."

"You're calling me a nerd?"

"Well, your public bio suggests that you were at the top of your high school class. Or is that part of what you alluded to as mistakes in the public information about you?

"No, that part is accurate. I did indeed receive the highest grades throughout my high school years. Nevertheless, and not to impugn anything derogatory of the term 'nerd'* but I'm sure you would concede that my physical appearance is not that of the stereotypical image one would envision of a female 'nerd." (*air quotes)

Ignoring Maia's implied disdainful description of a female nerd, Hans went on to say, "In any case as I indicated to you, like every other Estonian I was naturally aware of your existence, and I also knew that you are a student here at the University of Tartu. Since we are students in different faculties, I didn't think we would personally meet, and so I thought no more of the matter.

"When Juhan and I entered the tavern, we immediately spotted you and your friend, Riina Mölder, is it?"

Noting that Hans might not have been certain of Riina's name, Maia was prompted to say, "Yes that's her name, and you would be sure of it, had you paid any attention."

Hans continued, "Yes well, I urged Juhan to make the approach to see if you two would be willing to have us join you, with the caveat to him that should we be successful that you would be my interest. He was OK with that as he seemed to have liked your friend better."

Maia retorted, "That's Riina in case you had already forgotten. So what would have you have done had we refused? Were you already in love with me? Would you have been devastated?"

Hans replied, "No, I wasn't in love with you at that precise moment. I was intrigued by you, though, especially as I had watched your tennis match against Gertrude Stockmann at Wimbledon. The way you won that match was so dramatic that I instantly wished I could meet you. That was all that was on my mind when Juhan and I approached you and Riina.

"Had you two refused us, I would have viewed the situation as a no harm no foul episode. We were hoping you would be amiable and interested in our company but if not, that would be your decision, and we would have accepted it with regret. However, once you did allow us to join your table, that's when I fell in love with you."

Maia had taken a sip of her wine as he spoke, and thus, she choked on the drink when she heard his last pronouncement. After regaining her composure, she asked, "How in the world can you say that? We only had two drinks in that hour. In fact I don't think it was even one full hour that we were in the tavern. I know I did not say much, and you didn't say much more either. I know we didn't even flirt, as the main discussion at our table was carried out by Riina and your friend Juhan. As you admitted you knew what I looked like as a result of my cause célèbre in the Estonian public. That being the case, it stands to reason that you can't say that my presumed attractive physical appearance was the burgeoning catalyst of your nascent love for me."

Hans responded, "There's no denying that you are a very beautiful woman and now that I've seen you naked I feel that even saying that is an understatement. However, there's another familiar maxim that says: beauty is only skin deep. That simply means that a person's character and their inner qualities are more important than one's outward appearance. So it would be foolhardy to fall in love based on physical beauty alone."

Maia countered, "I don't disagree with what you say. But I would say that one hour's acquaintanceship is surely not enough time to ascertain a person's 'character and inner qualities'* to enable one to determine whether love is present." (*air quote)

Hans said, "That may be objectively true in most cases, but that does not account for the uniqueness of each human being and that there can easily be disparate reactions by different actors to equivalent situations. Now in our case I concede that our verbal interaction at the tavern was scarce. However, what I could discern from our conversation is the fact that you are witty not silly. At first blush those two words might be deemed as synonyms in describing humor, but you can differentiate the former as clever while the latter is simply foolish.

"I must say that you possessing the more admirable quality, laid the groundwork for my coming to love you. That at least is a tangential reason I can attribute to my love for you. The unexplainable reason probably has to do with the allegory of Cupid. Perhaps the myth of Cupid was developed by the Romans as an illustration that love at first sight is possible and that there is no logical real explanation why it occurs. I believe in the mythology stories about Cupid there contains no explanation as to why the love god picked a victim for his arrows of love and lust.

"But whatever the truth is, it's really no matter. The outcome was that I could sense I loved you for whatever reason and needed to have you. Hence my bold request you come here to my humble abode."

Maia smirked, thinking that humble abode was an understatement. Still, she was intrigued by Hans' explanation, so she asked, "Weren't you leery that I might have reacted very differently? Like possibly slapped you in the face for your impudence?"

Hans answered, "That thought did indeed cross my mind. I was prepared to accept an outright refusal, but I was determined to then try and seduce you in a more orthodox fashion of supplication in trying to entice you to bed. That begs the question, then why did you so readily welcome my blatant proposal for sex and agree to come here?"

Maia's face reddened at the question because she felt that at least his answer to explain his instant attraction towards her was more plausible and understandable than her rationale of why she insisted Riina to accept Juhan and Hans' entreaty to join them at their table. Desiring not to divulge her actual motive, she tried a lame excuse by saying, "Perhaps I am truly a slut and a whore after all. Why even last night I accepted a hook up with a perfect stranger at a different bar. And throughout the month of September, I've had sex with a variety of different men."

Hans replied, "Well, I didn't think you were a virgin given your age, and that you're in college. In fact any woman your age who still is a virgin ought to be avoided like the plague. Generally speaking, a woman who purposely remains a virgin for an undue length of time portends that a disappointing, unsatisfactory experience is in store for her first eventual lover. Nevertheless, I have the impression that your acceptance of me as a lover as quickly as you did was not your normal style, just as it is not normal for me to decide to attempt to seduce a woman as quickly as I did after meeting you. So, I don't think you have honestly answered my question as to why you acquiesced immediately to having sex with me as soon as I asked."

At this point Maia decided to come clean with her thoughts. She had noted that she was the aggressor in her tryst, the night before with Kalev Kõrvits. In essence she had seduced him. Despite the fact that the ensuing sex was great, still he had left on his own accord while further sex was still available. On the other hand, she could sense that this evening had the promise of a marathon of sex. Not only that, but she was contemplating having sex with him for one thousand nights.

Accordingly, whether he were to think her reason to be silly or not, Mia ventured forth with, "Well Hans, believe it or not I was a virgin at the start of this year."

Hans interjected, "You're kidding? I wouldn't have supposed that. Especially as the cliché goes: 'you're so darn good in bed'. Mind you, technically we haven't done it in bed yet."

Maia smiled at his last remark, as it confirmed that they were nowhere near done for the night as far as further sex was concerned. As she had finished her glass of wine, she then started casually playing with his penis as she continued her answer, "Anyway I need not bother you as to why I remained a virgin for so long even though most of my girlfriends were sexually active. It so happened that for my nineteenth birthday in January my mother treated me to concert at Alexela Concert Hall in Tallinn featuring Dmitri Arkhangelsky and Anna Nezhdanova."

Hans nonchalantly was seemingly paying no attention to her fondling of his cock, as he interjected again, "Really? You were there? I was there too. But we had seats in the upper tier, and I assume you were in the main floor. So that's why I imagine was the reason I did not see or notice you with your mother."

When Hans finished speaking, he reached over to casually fondle Maia's nearest breast to him. It seemed only fitting in light of her playing with his dick. Maia gasped as she took in a deep breath, but otherwise displayed no other outward reaction to his touching. Proceeding as if their conversation was devoid of their mutual sexual stimulation of each other's body, Maia said, "Yes. we had front row center seats as befitting my mother's prominence in the Estonian arts community. As you said 'we', do you mean to say you were with your mother just like I was?"

"Oh no I had a date and if you're wondering, yes we ended up in bed doing what comes naturally considering that we were naked."

"Ah! So you have a girlfriend? Are you cheating on her then by being with me tonight?"

"Oh no, we are no longer an item. It was just a high school romance. Very satisfactory but we went our separate ways. I'm here in Tartu studying to become a doctor. She is studying at the Tallinn Health Care College to become a nurse. You're actually the first girl I've been with since high school and I'm thinking you just might be the only girl I'm going to romance in college."

Maia was surprised by her own inner reaction to Hans' bold declaration. She was pleased to hear that he had no girlfriend, and she was even more pleased to hear that he intended to pursue her exclusively. But, she couldn't truly fathom why she felt that way. Was she really in love with him? Was that the reason she acquiesced immediately to his bold proposal for sex without a moment's hesitation? She intellectually knew that attributing her instant attraction to him, being based on her erotic dream was not sound reasoning. But then again what was a more logical explanation? In any case, she was becoming distracted from the conversation due to the fact that she was getting aroused by his foundling of her boobs. Her nipples had become taut from his touching; not to mention that he was becoming hard in her hand.

Accordingly, breathing heavily Maia said, "As delightful as this conversation is unfolding, but we're going to have to pause. I have to tell you that I'm really getting hot and bothered. I can also feel that you are ready for me again. So, scoot yourself down off the wall but remaining sitting up. That way I can love on you."

Complying with Maia's command, Hans Kernumees noted in his mind that although he had been in charge in initiating the sexual action, he now had to concede that she had taken over and was in charge. He also acknowledged in his mind, that he liked it! He sensed he was in for a delicious ride.

Maia turned around to face him and climbed onto his lap. She automatically inserted his penis onto her vagina. Thereupon, she crossed her legs behind him and hugged him tightly. She commenced a very slow and tantalizing bump and grind motion. In such a close intimate position Hans experienced a totally erotic sensation that caused his body to inadvertently shiver ever so lightly. The sensation of her ample boobs squished against his chest was an ongoing thrill from which he knew he could never tire from.

As Maia has in control of the pace of their very intimate coitus, she was able to direct his penis to continually stimulate her clit and 'G' spot. For his part, Hans was using his tongue to lick kiss her neck and ears. In particular when he bit onto an ear lobe, the ensuing caress of his tongue on the lobe drove Maia into sheer ecstasy. As an audible reaction to the pleasures she was experiencing, Maia was breathing heavily, sighing, moaning and groaning. As a physical reaction to her enjoyment. Maia was profusely perspiring.

Maia's perspiration was so acute that her eyes reddened and became swollen. Likewise, her hair became drenched with sweat. She looked like she had undergone an intense prolonged physical workout in a gym. No doubt she probably would not be enamored of how she looked, but to Hans, her appearance was sensually super sexy, conjuring up an image of a woman in the. apex of her lust filled with passion.

Indeed, when Maia reached her climax, her orgasm overwhelmed her as she experienced a sweeping euphoria. The sensation started in her toes and fingers and spreading slowly throughout in her limbs. Once she felt the sensation spread into her torso, she imagined a conflagration was consuming her. Then when it flowed into her brain, she envisioned a total white wall interspersed with periodic flashes of fireworks and shooting stars. At the end, Maia succumbed to her ecstasy as she collapsed falling backwards landing on her back and began panting fiercely.

As for Hans, his experience was equally intense. He was essentially passive in their copulation, except for his orally stimulating her neck and ears. Nevertheless, the close adhesion of their bodies during the entirety of their sexual intercourse was most compellingly erotic and sinfully erotic. It seemed like he was in a sexy heaven. He was totally cognizant that he was holding on to and fucking the most gorgeous woman in Estonia. That notion alone drove him to an intense frenzy, boosting his ego. It was no wonder that when he climaxed, he produced a copious amount of sperm.

When Maia dropped backwards at the pinnacle of her fierce orgasm. Hans' cock slipped out of her vagina. As a result, he blasted his last spurt of cum unto Maia's belly and vulva. Ever the gentleman, Hans Kernumees moved around to slurp up the cum on Maia's belly as well the cream pie on Maia's labia and thighs. Maia gasped in between her huffs and puffs, "Oh Hans, you wicked devil! Same some for me. I love the taste of your cum."

Naturally, Hans complied with Maia's suggestion and the two of them ended this particular sexual exercise with a cum swapping action. Thereafter, Maia reset herself sitting up resting her back to the wall. Hans dutifully refilled their glasses of wine, and they regrouped to relax in a new afterglow.

After taking a sip of wine, Maia said, "I believe where we left off, just before we indulged in some additional lovemaking, was the question as to why I was so receptive to accepting your invitation to accompany you here and presumably so eager to comply."

Hans contributed, "Quite so. I'm pretty sure it wasn't as a result of any curiosity to examine my premises."

Maia scoffed, "You sure got that right. Actually, the reason for my affability is the same as the reason I was willing to have you along with your friend join us at our table. As I said, I attended the concert on my nineteenth birthday, and I therefore met Dmitri Arkhangelsky in his dressing room after the performance. One thing led to another, and I ended up no longer a virgin.

"It so happened that it turned out to have been a happy occasion for me. So much so that I experienced an erotic fantasy dream which has been repeated several times ever since. In this dream I find myself as a captured female sex slave in the medieval times of the Byzantine Empire being sold off at the slave auction market in Constantinople. I had been captured by a Cossack leader whose resemblance in my dream bore an uncanny likeness to Dmitri Arkhangelsky.