Noel, the Baptist virgin, has met a like-minded soul in what he considers to be a breeding ground of depravity during a 'free-use' sexperiment.
Conversations between Noel and Victoria are in Spanish but written in English for ease of understanding.
Waking up on the experiment's penultimate day, Noel smiled happily. Despite what had been a brilliant evening, he awoke alone in his bed, not that this bothered him too much as he knew that next door, in the suite's spare room, Victoria was sleeping. The very woman he knew he wanted to marry.
Last night had been a date night initialised by Noel who had convinced Victoria that, with him about no one was going to bother her, not just because that due to the rules of the experiment he could literally say 'no' and that would be that, but his tall, bulky frame was likely to put off anyone who wasn't interested in finding out what was in his trousers. This was also unlikely as in the five days of the experiment, his strict Christian upbringing and commitment to chastity had spread around the female competitors so, knowing he had no interest in fucking anyone, they left him alone. It's fair to say that their opinions might have shifted had they seen the gigantic erection that he woke up with, and even more surprised if they ever discovered what had occurred last night.
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Dinner had gone well, although as Victoria only spoke Portuguese and Spanish, Noel had spoken and translated in the latter for most of their meal. Wanting to see a film, they had made an impromptu visit to the theatre to watch a film on the large screen, although the staff had been forced to delay them for about thirty minutes.
This was necessary not only to replace the porn that had been showing for the last few days, but to also remove the ever-present gang of women enjoying the orgy that had quickly developed in the seats, the aisles and especially on the stage. Even as they left, still naked and eager, the two innocent souls were kept well away from the debauchery, with Clara needing to physically push two over-keen lovers into the lift, one of them keening softly as their partners fingers explored their cunt.
The quick cleaning of the theatre couldn't remove the stink of sex, but the hotel staff at least made sure the seats Noel and Victoria sat in were unstained, and the floor was clean around them. Someone had even fixed them popcorn and coke, which Victoria had enjoyed immensely before, to Noel's enjoyment, cuddling up to him as the Spanish dub of 'Singin' in the rain' played in the background, Gene Kelly swinging around a lamppost at the same time that, unaccustomed to the touch of a woman, Noel created his own lamppost in his trousers.
Being unaware of Noel's excitement, the date had led Victoria to feeling flattered that a man like Noel, clearly experienced and so confident, would show so much interest in her. He'd even kissed her on the cheek, and she'd let him! In fact, she'd desperately wanted another and had practically thrown herself at him, as if she were nothing but a harlot.
When the date was nearing its end, Victoria assured herself that her growing attachment to Noel was purely down to her safety rather than any wanton need for the physical and romantic activity that she had enjoyed so much. So, playing the weak kitten, she had convinced Noel that the only way she would feel safe was if she was in the same suite as him. Not the same room, no, as an avowed Catholic that would clearly be too far and would undoubtedly lead to sinning, but next door? That would be perfectly acceptable.
Watching as Noel had easily carried her heavy suitcase into the spare room of his suite, she had, like a wanton woman, kissed him on the lips before wishing him a goodnight. Closing the door, she had leant against it and sighed, as she had seen in countless films when the love interest had fallen head over heels for the dashing young man. Feeling flushed and sure that her seat in the theatre had been wet, she decided to take a shower before changing into her nightgown. Although all of her nightgowns were fairly similar, she chose the one that appeared to be the most figure-hugging, as well as going heavy on the lace aspect, just for when she would see Noel in the morning for breakfast. Well, she might be a virgin, but that didn't mean she couldn't flirt a little.
With all her thoughts focused on her date as she headed into the shower completely nude, she couldn't help but feel a bit excited about what might happen next. Her body tingling, she couldn't resist as a hand began to slip between her legs. This wouldn't be the first time that she'd sinned, but this was the first time in her life, she gasped as she slipped a finger into her tight, wet hole, that she didn't feel guilty as she did so.
Too pumped from the date, Noel had a similar thought process to Victoria and was in the shower, yet unlike Victoria this was merely an excuse to rub one out, both of his hands covered in soap as he pumped his large erection, his mind filled with thoughts of the beautiful woman who was only feet away.
Except, the sound of the running water couldn't cover the loud 'thump' that came from next door. Stopping what he was doing, Noel looked in the direction of the noise to realise that it was from Victoria's room. Was she okay?
Turning off the shower, Noel quickly grabbed a towel and dried himself as best he could before hurrying before the door to the guest room.
"Victoria," he called out, his deep bass voice close to quivering in concern, "are you okay?"
Not hearing an answer, he took a deep breath, and with his eyes closed tightly, opened the door, worried but also excited that he would see the woman he adored lying on her bed. Clothed or naked, he wanted it too much, so he kept his eyes closed as he called again.
"Victoria!" Are you okay?"
This time, he was sure he could hear her voice from the en-suite bathroom, yet due to the noise of the shower, he couldn't make anything out. It was like she was making a noise, as if in pain.
Getting close to the door he opened it a fraction; steam came pouring out as it escaped.
"Victoria?"
"Noel!" She replied, her silky-smooth voice highly pitched but faint. "Oh Noel!"
"I'm going to come in," he called, taking a gown off the back of the bathroom door. "Do you want me to come in?"
"Yes Noel!" She called again, almost wisp-like, "come! Please come!"
Covered in just a towel that barely covered his growing erection, he held the gown in front of him like a shield, expecting to see Victoria having fallen over and needing assistance. What he hadn't expected was to see Victoria sitting down on the shower floor as she plunged three fingers between her legs, the other hand twisting a large nipple.
His mind blown, he could only watch as the object of his fantasies lay there calling out his name as she touched herself.
"Oh, Noel," she called again, her eyes closed, unaware that the object of her lust stood before her, his erection now tenting the towel that was attempting to cover her frame. Whereas Noel had imagined how she looked naked, he hadn't quite anticipated quite how stunning she was.
To go with her height, she was more 'thick' than most of the petite things he saw around the place, but she retained a femininity that surprised him, the shape of her body hourglass, more due to the largeness of her breasts and buttocks than any slimness within her waist which, as she was bent forward on the floor had a small roll. Her skin was lightly olive coloured, although as her body began to shake, his mind blanked out from overload.
His hand had moved automatically to his length, dropping the robe on the floor as he focused upon his pleasure, yet as she seemed to stop breathing, her body contorting in ecstasy he felt shivers running through his own body as she gasped his name once more.
"Noel..." slumping on the floor, her expression was one of intense pleasure and, without a shadow of a doubt, happiness. It was as she opened her eyes that she jumped.
"Oh, Noel!" She gasped, "I didn't, I don't know what you, I wanted to..."
Noels brain was on fire, his groin in a similar position, as a small voice in the back of the mind spoke to him.
'You can walk away,' it whispered, 'and you'll never know, or you can kiss her and see what happens.'
With that in mind, he took a step forward and offered Victoria a hand to help her stand.
Sitting there, dripping with water and lust, Victoria's eyes started on Noels before, unable to help themselves, they dragged several feet lower.
