I had camping sex for the first time
I love my boyfriend but we are so different in so many ways. We have a completely different sense of humor, for one thing, we don’t like the same kind of movies, and we don’t even have the same tastes in food: he loves Italian while I adore Indian cuisine.
And yet, we always find a way to make it work. That’s why I love him so much. Somehow our differences, the things we don’t have in common, come together and we make something new and exciting out of it. We are the perfect example of the saying, ‘opposites attract’. And our sex is fantastic. We seem to have an insatiable mutual appetite, and that hasn’t faded even though we’ve been together now for three years.
One way that we make our differences work is compromised. This is so important in a relationship, and we do it all the time, but always in a mutually beneficial way. The perfect example came last summer when he surprised me with a camping trip.
My boyfriend loves being outdoors, he’s a typical old fashioned kind of guy. He has always loved outdoor sports, running, hiking, fishing, and so on. I’m the complete opposite. Honestly, I have absolutely no interest in the outdoors, I hate being dirty, I hate being cold and nothing seems less enjoyable to me than the idea of sleeping in a cold tent in the middle of nowhere.
So you can imagine my reaction when he ‘tricked’ me into a camping holiday! He told me that we were going to have a trip away, a night in a romantic location together. He told me I would absolutely love it and that he was going to make it as perfect as possible. Well, who was I to argue! He told me to leave all the details with him, and he’d managed to pack all of the camping stuff into the trunk of our car while I was out, which was pretty impressive, really.
I had no idea where we were going, of course, but he told me all I would need is a casual pair of clothes for the next day. By the time we were ready to set off, I was pretty excited. We climbed into the car and set off into the unknown.
We had been driving for a couple of hours when I noticed that the surroundings were getting more rural. There were trees everywhere, and up ahead, the horizon was carpeted with forest. I looked over at him and he smiled at me. I began to get an uneasy feeling. For the next half an hour, I said nothing, telling myself that perhaps we were heading for some discreet, luxury log cabin.
But no. Soon we turned onto a rough gravel car park, with a big sign advertising a camping site. For a moment or two, I was really angry. I couldn’t believe he was taking me somewhere he knew I hated. But after a minute or two of sulking, I got over it. We had always done things together that involved a little compromise. And I remembered how much he had committed to our weekend at the spa, and our trip to Paris, where I had dragged him through galleries and museums. He didn’t complain once. So, with a sigh, I rationalized that this was my turn, and decided to throw myself into the occasion.
I didn’t know much about camping, so I wasn’t much use to him putting up the tent, but I did my best, and once the tent was set-up we made it into a cozy little nook, with cushions and blankets and cute little battery powered fairy lights. While I fussed around with the tent interior, my boyfriend set up a barbeque, and soon the scent of food cooking was making my stomach rumble. I still didn’t like the idea of having to spend the night in a forest but I had to admit he had gone to the extra level in terms of effort, and the scent of the food was making me feel so hungry.
We went on a small walk..
After we’d filled our stomachs, we decided to go on a small walk. We headed south into the forest and wandered for a while. But we came across no-one. There were no other people around at all, and by the time we got back to the campsite, which was also empty apart from our tent, I was starting to feel a little bit anxious. We were alone in the middle of a forest, after all.
But I soon began to relax. We were alone in our tent with the door open, the barbeque was still warm and we cuddled up together, feeling full and relaxed, sharing a beer together.
Soon our close proximity began to have its usual effect. I could feel his body pressing against me and in one moment, when our lips were aligned, he leaned in to kiss me. This sent sparks and shivers through my body as it always did whenever we kissed.
Suddenly we were all over one another, clawing at each other’s clothes. He peeled off my top and then began to slide my shorts down over my tanned thighs, leaving me in just my panties and bra. He flung my shorts to the back of the tent and lifted his t-shirt over his head, then returned to kissing me, pressing against me. I could feel his hardness inside his shorts, and my hands were pressed against his strong chest. I wanted him so much, here, in this wild place.
He took off his shorts..
As I lay back, I felt him slide off his own shorts and soon we were both now completely naked in our tent that was lit only by the pale fairy lights. As I gasped with anticipation, he went down on me, licking at my clit and fingering me deep into my pussy making me moan out his name into the quiet forest.
The night was warm but my nipples were still rock hard, standing out like bullets. I was so gripped with desire, I couldn’t help but scream out in pleasure.
My boyfriend was incredible with his tongue and I felt myself tighten into the first waves of orgasm. My pussy was wet, so wet that I felt myself starting to leak all over his face. I didn’t care. I felt so relaxed and so amazing, my pussy felt like it was throbbing and I spasmed as I felt my orgasm take me.
As I lay there, breathing heavily, my boyfriend lay down next to me. It was his turn. I climbed up onto my knees and went down on him, I wanted him to feel the complete freedom of having an orgasm in the forest. I began sucking on his cock, it was so hard. I didn’t think I had ever felt him this hard before. As I did so, he told me, in a throaty voice, that this was his fantasy, that he had always dreamt of fucking with a beautiful girl in a forest like this.
Well, this just encouraged me to suck him off even harder. I took his whole cock down my throat and dribbled my spit down his cock. He was grabbing at my hair and I could taste his pre-cum on my tongue. I knew he would soon want to fuck me, and I was so excited about it.
He told me to get onto all fours. Obediently, I leaned forward so that my torso was almost outside of our tent and my ass inside. The fire of our barbeque had cooled, and night had fallen. I could smell the fresh air and I could see the stars in the sky for what seemed like miles.
With a gasp I felt him pushing inside my ass, using my already wet pussy and his sopping wet cock as lube. It was a shock, but I loved anal and so did he. He pushed his way in and began thrusting in and out of my ass. It felt amazing, I couldn’t help crying out. It was so free, so liberating, to be that loud, to be completely free, to cry out in a forest where there was nobody for miles.
My ass felt like it was being stretched out of shape by his cock, he was so damn hard. He began to shake and moan out my name. I thrust myself onto his cock as fast as I could and that’s when he began to cum. What felt like a torrent of cum filled up my ass and I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me. When he was completely drained, he collapsed on top of me and we lay there for some time before we curled up in our sleeping bags to sleep.
It had been such a wonderful experience but it was just as we were about to fall asleep that I noticed in the near distance another with a small light on. We realized that the silhouette in our tent made by the fairy lights would have illuminated our fucking. They would have seen everything! That made us giggle. Sure, we left early the next morning, so they wouldn’t see our faces, but the experience gave me a new love for the outdoors and it is definitely something we will try again, soon.