My aunt and uncle lived about an hour away from me and invited me to visit them regularly. Most of the time it was a BBQ or family gathering, sometimes it was a concert, others it was a church or community function that was important to them. I always took them up on their offers if I was free and one random weekend my uncle wanted me to go to a house party with him and my cousin at the home of some people that he knew. I thought it was an odd request, but my uncle is odd so it seemed like a good idea. I thought it would be some quiet event with people in their 60s, but I was as wrong as I could have been. Apparently, the host of the party was a big wig around town, had a lot of money, and held a regular event annually to raise money for good causes. There were live bands, lots of free alcohol, and at least a hundred people at this fully catered “house party.” My uncle knew him — because my uncle knows everyone — and was a regular guest to shindigs like this.
At the party I met a German girl, I’ll call her Sofia, who I assumed was an au pair or someone that worked for this well-to-do family. I was wrong again and found out that she was in the United States working on an advanced degree and happened to reach out to these amazing people who offered to let her live in their guest house while she studied. My cousin and I ended up talking to Sofia a lot that afternoon and it seemed like she might have had a thing for him. He wasn’t shy — but he was very awkward, had never had a girlfriend, and was still a virgin at 25. I tried to give him some advice on how to approach Sofia, but he didn’t bite.
Fast forward a weekend or two and I was back with my family to help them with another volunteer project in the community. My cousin was there helping as well when — late in the afternoon — Sofia wandered up from out of nowhere. We chatted her up and she was excited to share that she was going on an adventure. The family she was staying with had agreed to loan her their old 1982 Volkswagen Vanagon camper van for the summer and she was planning on hitting up all of the major state parks in the US. My cousin and I were both very excited for her and before we knew it she was inviting him to go with her.
I gave him a slap on the back and nodded my approval. She was very attractive — tall, curly blonde hair, blue eyes, great smile — she was fun to talk with, they clearly had chemistry. It was a great idea. Unfortunately, he lost all his confidence, backed out, and said he couldn’t make it work. He excused himself and ran away to go work on something and I shrugged my shoulders in disappointment. She turned to me next and asked pointedly if I wanted to go with her.
“Yeah, you want me to go?” I asked with a grin.
“Yeah, why not, you will enjoy it.” She smiled back at me in kind.
“Yeah. Sounds good. Lets do it.”
We traded numbers and planned the trip. I took some time off work and met her very, very, very early one morning to head out to one of the most beautiful national parks in the country. We had a great conversation as we drove, got gas, had lunch, drove, listened to music, told stories, drove. Mostly we drove. What was fun was that we very quickly started to talk about sex. She brought it up — she wanted to talk about how complicated her sex life had been living in the US. Not easy to meet people, American’s were prudish, and she had just been too busy. She did have a regular fuck buddy — a much older man who she fucked once or twice a week — but nothing with anyone close to her age.
She told me about how she liked to suck cock. How she enjoyed being fucked from behind. Her passion for BBC and the pleasure she got from when she got fucked so hard that it started to hurt a little. In turn I told her many of the stories that I have written down. How I love exhibitionism, photos and videos, threeways, moreways, and everything in between. We found our common ground and teased each other with what we liked. We admitted the things we had never done and how interested — or disinterested — we might be to try them. By the end of the second leg of our trip I think we both knew that something was going to happen between us.
As the sun was setting at the end of the first day we pulled over to relax for a bit, opened up the back of the van and looked up at the sky. In matter of minutes we were making out and letting our hands explore one another freely. She was an excellent kisser and I was getting more and more turned on by the moment. Before I knew it she had my pants down around my thighs and my cock was in her mouth getting a slow and lovely blowjob. She smiled at me and told me that she licked my penis. It wasn’t as big as the BBC she was getting on the regular from her fuck budy, but it was the biggest she had seen on a white guy. That worked for me — though I was suddenly intrigued by how big her steady FWB was.
I was as patient as I could be, but when I decided I wanted to eat her pussy I made my move. She had a pretty blonde bush, big thick labia, and she was dripping with wetness. I dove right in since she had done the same for me and licked and lapped and flicked away until she begged me to slide a finger into her. My tongue and fingers worked away until she came and then she pulled me in close and kissed her cum off my lips allowing my hard thick member to dance at the entrance to her vagina. I assumed that this was her way of inviting me inside and I pushed my cock into her right there on the side of the road — van doors wide open — cars occasionally driving by too fast to see anything exciting.
“Do you have any condoms?” She asked me after a few minutes — I think when she thought I was close to cumming.
“I can honestly say that I did not think to bring them with me.”
“Why not?” She almost seemed offended.
“I didn’t think we’d be having sex.” It was a lame answer, but honest.
“Well you are dumb.” She almost spat the last word at me. “I knew we were going to have sex. Everyone knew we were going to have sex. Come on. I was hoping we would have sex.”
“I can see I was mistaken.”
“Very mistaken.” She smiled. “Just don’t cum inside me. We can get condoms when we stop at the next station.”
“Sounds good.” I chuckled a bit as I continued to pump away inside her until I finally felt ready, pulled out, and came all over her tummy.
The next day we stopped at a gas station / supermarket / rest stop in the middle of nowhere and grabbed some fuel, food, and the condoms. We spent the next week traveling around the various state and national parks near by, going on short hikes, fucking where we could and watching out for bears. We had a lot of interesting conversations, a lot more great sex, and the only regret that I have is that my cousin didn’t go in my place. He missed out on the opportunity of a lifetime.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nlfjnw/i_made_a_new_friend_and_she_invited_me_on_an
Very nice story! How long was this road trip?
Did she ever let you ditch the condoms later?
Would love to hear about some of those things you’d each never done and how it went when you tried them!