Harlow and Theo discovered the Swedes were really open to doing it in the great outdoors.
We were basking under the sun, by the edge of a creek in the middle of the forest, taking a break from our hiking, when I started to get really hot. Theo was lying next to me, his shirt off and chest gleaming, and I just couldn’t resist. I rolled over on top of the guy and started kissing him.
He threw his arms around me and kissed back, and I squirmed a hand in between our overheated bodies and grabbed onto his cock through his shorts. As he slid his hands up under my shorts and grabbed onto my bum he started working my cheeks. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and tugged on it, the pair of us putting on a real show for the birds and the bees and the whispering trees – a different kind of wildlife than they were used to around there.
I wormed my way down Theo’s torso and licked at his rigid nipples, licking the sweat off his chest. Then I sat up and tore my shirt open and recklessly flung it aside. Then my bra, baring my breasts to the hot sun – and Theo’s hot hands. He felt up my tits, squeezing the deliciously tingling flesh, really getting into the unprotected (by tent canvas) sexing – our first outdoor exhibition. Then he pushed me off and we raced each other to see who could get fully naked first. I won, a raunchy Eve with her randy Adam in that forested Swedish paradise. I pushed him back down and jumped on top of him, over the top of his stiffened snake. And even the cheerfully babbling brook couldn’t drown out my moans of passion as I plugged Theo into my slit and sank him home.
I started bouncing up and down, digging my dirty fingernails into the dude’s chest and riding him cowgirl-style. It was wild and wicked and wonderful, the two of us shagging up a storm out in the sun-drenched open in that foreign land. And it got even wilder when I noticed the red-headed bloke on the bluff overlooking the creek, watching us. He had his cock out and was stroking, staring at me bucking up and down, Theo pumping his hips and cock in rhythm to my gyrations. I raised a hand and waved at him to join us. I was that caught up in the torrid action – willing to risk our first threesome. The guy scrambled down towards us shedding clothing every step of the way. And before Theo even realized what was going on – just how naughty I can get when fully aroused – Red was at the back of me, naked except for his leather boots and the latex sheath on his cock.
He babbled something in Swedish, and I responded with the universal language of lust – popping Theo out and pushing my bum into the air, presenting my pussy for the stranger. He grasped my hips and ploughed straight inside, splashing up against my bum. I almost came on the spot. But I held on, occupying my hands and mouth with Theo’s juice-slick cock, gripping and sucking on it as Red fucked me from behind.
Theo stared at the stranger getting so intimate with his girl. Then his widened brown eyes glazed, and he groaned, as I bobbed my head up and down, in time to Red’s thrusting. The Swedish sun beamed down on our open-air threesome, me sucking hungrily on Theo’s cock, the lusty stranger pounding away at my pussy. I was on fire, the flames fanned by Red’s urgent pumping. I struggled to keep Theo in my mouth, my groans filling his cock and body. It was just too outdoors intense to last for too long. Theo came first – pulsing hot spunk into my mouth. And then Red let out a strangled cry, banging me in a frenzy. Which was when I went into total meltdown, gulping and shuddering, ablaze with ecstasy.
Theo and I never saw our fellow traveller again. But the scorching memories of that blistering summer vacation will last us a lifetime.
