My girlfriend and I have been going through an …. Interesting … stage in our relationship. We’re both opening up sexually, and so I thought I would write about some of our exploits as a way to process what’s been going on. She’s onboard as well, and might even chime in down in the comments. Let’s call my girlfriend Sara.
We were both 18 when this happened. Skip to SEXY STARTS HERE for the good stuff.
One of my favorite kinks is having sex outdoors. We live in wild, rugged place with a lot of natural beauty (and a very small population which is why I’m being cautious to preserve anonymity). I love my home, I love nature, and I Iove getting freaky while Mother Earth watches. Sara likes to indulge me. This particular story begins at sea level and ends at elevation of about 3,000 ft. Let this be a metaphor for your arousal.
All summer I told Sara that I wanted to have sex on top of a mountain. We work like dogs to pay for college, so we fantasize a lot about time off and how to make the most of it. We made plans to climb a mountain in a beautiful remote area. Our mini-vacation would be completed with sea kayaking, berry picking, and three nights of camping. Sexy camping ;)
As soon as the boat dropped us off, I was filled with euphoria. I seriously wish I could share pictures of this place because it is so damn gorgeous. Once the boat’s engine had faded away, the only sounds were the lapping waves and the occasional chickadee chick-a-dee-dee-dee-ing. All the stress of work and school evaporated as I took in the scene of utter peace before me.
After dragging the kayaks up the beach and setting up our tent, Sara and I went for a walk through the old growth forest. Two-hundred year old trees dripping with moss grew right up to the edge of the rocky cliffs that stood above the beach. The understory was mostly clear, but the forest floor was carpeted by thick moss. Oh, that moss… As soon as I saw it, I knew we had to fuck on it. So we did. Right then.
SEXY STARTS HERE
I lay her naked on the moss. I’m naked, kneeling above her, kissing her. I caress her inner thigh, and bring my hand up to check if she is wet. Not yet. I desperately want to jump ahead and fuck her, but I know I have to wait. Instead, I give my attention to her boobs. The perfect boobs, in my opinion. Just big enough to fill a hand. Shaped perfectly to her slim frame. I kiss around them and in between them before spiralling my kisses to a nipple. There, my kissing turns to licking — slow at first, but then faster and stronger until she is squirming. Is she wet now? Oh yeah.
I sit back on my heels, intending to reposition Sara for some good fucking. My gaze drift between her legs. I look back up at her face and meet her eyes. Suddenly all I want to do is devour her. Without breaking eye contact, I bring my mouth down onto her dripping pussy. She wraps her legs gently around my head. Fuck she’s sexy.
I stretch out and relax into the moss. Usually this takes a while. I kiss and lick around a bit before settling onto her clit. I love listening to her breathing. It’s so sexy I can’t hold myself back, and in just a few minutes I’ve got my tongue flapping like a dog with its head out the car window. Apparently, Sara really needed this, because she squeezes her thighs around my head and does that breathy moan I find so sexy.
Now I’m raring to go, so I roll Sara onto her front so we could go at it in my favorite position: the prone bone. When my cock is hard, it points pretty much straight up my body, so in this position I can lay completely over her and envelope her in my arms. It’s perfect for pinning her arms to her sides, light choking, letting her suck my fingers, or just holding hands.
As I line up my cock, I see that she has stains on her back from the tiny trailing raspberries growing among the moss. Hot, right? I slide it in and she gasps. She’s so much louder when we aren’t fucking in one of our parents’ houses, trying not to be overheard. There’s nothing like letting go of your inhibitions when there is no one around to hear you for miles. I try to start slow, but again, my discipline is laughable. I need this.
We go at it hard. I’m slamming into Sara’s beautiful round bottom, and she’s bucking her hips back with ferocity. This is the sort of sex that motivates me to do cardio. I wish I could keep going for longer, but my abs and my cock reach their limit at the same time. I pull out and come all over the moss. (I’m not a sexy plant freak, it’s just that when we’re having sex outdoors, Sara doesn’t see any point in wasting the opportunity to not have to clean up).
The tone for the weekend has been set. It’s going to be relaxing, romantic fuck-fest the way only two horny teenagers in deep in the woods can make it. We make dinner — mac and cheese with salami — and settle down for a cozy evening of naked cuddling (and of course more fucking).
I hate it when people do this, but I’m going to have to call it a night and post part two later. I promise we do end up fucking on top of a mountain.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7d4gmh/sexy_camping_part_1_the_foot_of_the_mountain_mf
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