Camping out

“What about here?” Francesca asked Selan as they stood at the bottom of a small clearing that was dominated by the three large boulders that stood in the centre of it, all of them looking firmly nestled into the ground at first glance.

“I guess that should work,” Selan nodded his head, quickly deciding that the clearing would make for a good spot in which to spend the night.

“Did you like it?” Francesca smiled about an hour or so later, as they sat by a campfire that Selan had constructed. The two of them had worked together, with Francesca preparing their dinner, the rabbit that she had shot and some hardtack, while Selan took care of fixing the fire and erecting a small shelter by propping against several thick branches against the side of one of the boulders. The shelter would probably keep them dry if it was to rain, but from looking up at the sky, which remained largely cloud-free as dusk developed into night, Selan thought that they could probably spend the night sleeping out in the open.

“Uh-huh,” Selan nodded as he finished his half of the rabbit, “you’re a good cook.”
“Thanks,” Francesca’s smile deepened at Selan’s compliment.

They finished their dinner and continued talking for a while, telling each other more about themselves, before Selan got up on his feet and unstrapped one of the two blankets that had been tied to his backpack, unfolding it and spreading it on the ground before doing the same with the other one as well.

“Getting ready for bed?” Francesca’s question came as she remained in a seated position, her legs bent at the knees and spread in front of her as she sat leaning back, her hands pressed against the soft, grassy ground of the clearing.

“Uh-huh,” Selan nodded again, glancing over at Francesca and feeling his cock, which had remained in a semi-erect state pretty much all throughout the day, beginning to swell up to full hardness, its shape growing thicker and more defined against the increasingly strained fabric of his right trouser leg.

“You’re not tired, I hope,” Francesca shaped her mouth into a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling as she used her fingers to nimbly undo another button on her blouse, exposing more of her cleavage.

Groaning happily at the sight of the tanned skin of Francesca’s cleavage looking particularly lustrous in the light cast by the campfire, Selan shook his head and slipped off his tunic before watching how Francesca got up onto her knees and undid another button, making her blouse slide open wide enough at the front that he could almost spot her nipples.

Slipping up onto her feet as she soon as she’d finished unbuttoning her blouse, with her huge boobs now spilling out in front of her without nothing to conceal them anymore, Francesca sauntered up to Selan and leaned herself against him, offering him a tender kiss that he immediately responded to, the two of them remaining in the same position for quite a while, with Francesca’s arms eventually coming up to rest on Selan’s shoulders as they continued exchanging slow, loving kisses.

Selan soon let out a contended sigh as Francesca sank down on her haunches in front of him, offering his unclad chest and stomach a few loving kisses along the way, the buxom brunette proceeding to undo his trousers with a calm confidence that she’d never been able to muster only two days earlier.

Hiking Francesca had tugged Selan’s trousers down to his knees, she let out a delighted exclamation as his cock came shooting upwards to smack against the underside of her expansive bust, with the crown of his member ending up nestled in between her flawless boobs and leaking ample amounts of precum out onto her deep, narrow cleavage.

After tilting her head back and sending Selan a suggestive look, Francesca placed her hands against the sides of her bulging tits and pressed the two glorious orbs together, having them swell in around the considerable girth of his fuckpole before she released a soft, lustful moans as she brought her hands sliding round to the front of her breasts and caught her nipples between her fingers.

Francesca released several more moans, each of them more vivid than the one before, as she continued playing with her nipples, stroking and caressing the hard buds whilst savouring the feel of Selan’s cock throbbing as it remained caught between her mountainous knockers.

Now leaning her head forwards, Francesca sank her chest a little deeper onto Selan’s cock to have its bulbous crown come rising up from between her tits, and kept her lips puckered as she brought them into contact with the business-end of Selan’s cock, having him groaning out in arousal even before she dipped the tip of her tongue against his pisshole to taste the precum that was flowing out through it, the transparent, sticky fluid having already equipped a significant portion of her tits with a glossy sheen.

Slipping Selan’s cockend out of her mouth and giggling at the libidinous expression that he was sending her way, Francesca got down on her back on the blanket and spread her legs wide, bringing her hand down over her womanly belly and aiming it for the front of her skirt as she bit her lip and smiled up at Selan. Soon, Selan had gotten down beside her, and after freeing himself of his trousers and his sandals, he placed one hand on top of Francesca’s and steered it downwards to cup her mound through the thin fabric of her skirt, drawing a throaty moan from her that lingered as he let go of her hand and reached in with his head to kiss her belly.

Together, they worked Francesca free of her skirt, with her wriggling her hips and shimmying her legs as the black garment slid down her legs, until she was naked save for her opened blouse. Then, Selan slid in between her legs, sitting on his knees between them as he leaned down close to her sex and offered it a kiss, his nostrils flaring as he took in the scent of her arousal and his ears being flooded with the excited sound that she made when his tongue came sliding out of his mouth to taste her pussy.