After a summer of partying at festivals and in the local bars, my girlfriend and I decided we needed to try something different. With the weather still very warm during the day and cool at night, we decided to give camping a try. Seeing as it was past labor day I was already figuring the grounds would be less full and we might get a chance to get a little crazy. Crazy for us is usually having sex in a new place, or just anywhere outside.
Some of our exploits have been veering towards too risky, as when the mood hits us we will have sex in almost any public place. She has said the fear of getting caught has always made our love making more intense. The excitement for me is actually being seen. And lately, I think she is starting to think like me in that department. So this trip had lots of promise, and as you read in this story it did not disappoint.
The camp ground was only partially full as I had guessed. We selected a site as far away from the others as possible, towards the very end of the camping grounds. This was quite a distance from the bathrooms but that was a small price to pay for privacy. Besides, my girlfriend has never minded getting to take a pee outside. And I would have no problem joining her. Although neither of us has camped in quite a few years, I still had all the necessary gear. Basically just a tent, cooler, and firewood.
We had the campground set up by midafternoon. It took very little effort and only a few cold beers to accomplish this task. My next mission was to get her to feel close to me. When she felt close to me she became so open she would do almost anything sexually. This wasn't so much a trick, as we've talked about this in the past. She really wants to experiment with me, but needs to feel close to feel safe.
So off we went for a nice romantic walk, hand-in-hand as the sun started to set past the trees over the pond. As we walked I began what would become several hours of foreplay. Reaching my hand around her I caressed the small of her back. I stuck my fingers in the band of her shorts. Then I reached up and around her, and began touching the sides her breast. She was only wearing a thin tank top, and was looking pretty hot in a very short pair of Daisy Dukes. Due to this touching and caressing, her nipples already were poking through the thin cotton fabric meant to conceal them.
We had several beers earlier as I'd mentioned. I also had brought a couple with us for the walk. As expected, I knew she would have to use the restrooms which were now too far away. With a little encouraging I convinced her to go a few more feet into the woods to relieve herself. With little hesitation, she quickly jumped at my suggestion. I pretended to stand guard, but mostly kept turning around to watch her. Her bare ass, which was what she left facing out toward me, glowed like the rising moon. As soon as she was done, she suggested we start walking back.
I could see how flush in the face she had become. The top button of her shorts was left open and her thin light blue tank was now rolled up to the lower crest of her breasts. As I had expected, the little outdoor pee session had started to get her aroused. Between the beer and being naked for a couple of minutes outside, I could tell she is well on her way to feeling sexy and wild.
As soon as we we're back to the campsite I started a fire. One of the reasons I wanted to walk was to explore who else was around us. There was nobody for three sites to left of us and just the one young couple on the site to the right of us. And there was nobody on the two sites to the right of them. It looked like most of the other campers had centered toward the bathrooms or toward the electrical sites, except for us and the couple next to us. The fact that there weren't many people in the campground could not have been more perfect. It was a beginning to turn cooler outside and I prompted my girlfriend to sit a little closer to the fire in hopes she would not consider putting on more clothes.
She remained scantily clothed as we sat by the warm orange glow of the fire and slowly started to caress each other's legs. Talking softly, telling stories, and jokes, I started occasionally kissing and nibbling at her ears. I wasted no time in letting my hands caress every inch of scant skin that was exposed. Reaching under her top I thrust her shirt over the curves of her breasts. I began to pinch at her hardening nipples as my cock pressed hard on my tan linen shorts. She could not resist and with her left hand reached down, unzipped, and pulled out my eight inch pole.
