It was beginning to get cold in November. Sarah and I had off for Thanksgiving to spend time with our respective families, but neither of us really cared to sit at the table while all of our relatives argued with each other. So we decided to go camping instead.

I purchased a tent big enough for a queen sized, extra tall air mattress, the mattress, and some other camping essentials, and we were online looking at different state parks that offered camping.

We settled on a state park that was about two hours away. It was close enough to the beach that we could make a day trip out of going to watch the waves or eat at one of the restaurants on the boardwalk. It was too cold and windy this time of year to do much else at the beach. The drive down was uneventful. We both broke the news to our families that we wouldn’t be participating in Thanksgiving fighting the morning we departed. As you can assume, neither family was happy about it. I just kept reminding myself, just because they’re family, doesn’t mean I have to allow their toxicity to get to me.

For about an hour, we drove through several towns that seemed to stop progressing in the late 70s to early 80s. They each had that one place to stop and eat that all the locals recommend. Our first stop was for breakfast. The restaurant was dated. It looked a lot like 50s Prime Time Café at Hollywood Studios at WDW.

Our booth had cloth seats, the table was formica with metal edge banding. The wallpaper was that red and white checkered pattern you see on picnic cloths. The food was made to order. I had scrambled eggs and bacon. Sarah had French toast. The waitress was this sweet old woman who kept gushing about how cute of a couple we were.

After every time the waitress would mention it and leave, Sarah would slip her hand under the table and rub my crotch. I was hard throughout the whole meal. Every time I tried to reciprocate, she would scoot away from me.

The food was decent. We finished our meal and headed back out to the car. Once in the car, I pounced. She wasn’t getting away with teasing me that whole meal. I leaned over the center console and planted a kiss on her lips. My left hand went straight to her crotch. I rubbed her through the thin material of her pants. She was evidently aroused from her teasing of me in the restaurant. And now that I’m rubbing her pussy in the front seat of the car, parked right next to the front door of the restaurant made her even more so.

I kissed and sucked on the left side of her neck, and undid her pants to slide my hand to touch her pussy. It was soaking wet. I hooked two fingers into her and pulled them in and out. The wet smacking sound was music to my ears.

She wanted to use her hands on me, but I put them both behind her head and told her to hold onto the headrest of her seat. We leaned her seat back slightly, and she propped her right leg up on the dash. She was whining pretty loudly at this point. Trying her best to fuck back at my hand as I fingered her. I kept worshipping the left side of her neck while I finger fucked her.

When she inhaled sharply, and pulled on the headrest hard enough to lift her body up off her seat, I increased how hard I was pulling my hooked fingers up against the backside of her pelvis. I maintained tempo though. It wasn’t long until her pussy was clamping hard on my fingers and she was gasping in my ear.

As I eased her back down from her orgasm, I looked around. Our waitress was sitting at the booth directly on the other side of the big bay window from our car. She was staring right at us. When I made eye contact with her, she smiled, chuckled to herself, shook her head and looked back into the restaurant.

Licking my fingers, I reversed out of the spot and we were on our way. Sarah stayed where I left her. All she did was pull her seatbelt across her. She laid there with a content smile on her face. “The French toast was great, but that was just what I needed to start my day.” She sighed.

Another hour or so later, we had arrived at the park. We checked in at the ranger station, paid for our pad, and saw a flyer for newly added cabins for rental. I took note. Sarah had never really been camping outside of her backyard before so in case things got too rough for her, we had a back up. Our section of the park was empty. We were the only ones camping on our loop.

As I set up the tent, and got the air mattress inflated, Sarah gathered sticks for the campfire. When I was finished putting the linens on the mattress, she had enough to keep our fire going most of the night.

It was getting late into the afternoon by now, so we decided to go into town to grab lunch at a restaurant. It was a buffet style steakhouse like a Ponderosa or Sizzler if anybody remembers those. It was fairly busy. The food wasn’t that special either, but it filled us up. I asked Sarah if she wanted a quickie in the bathroom, and she blushed saying she didn’t want to get kicked out of this place in case it was the only decent place to eat in town.

We drove back to the campsite, stopping first at a Walmart for some food and supplies for cooking over a campfire. Dusk was approaching. I set out coffee grind ‘candles’ to cut down on the mosquitoes before starting the campfire. It doesn’t do a phenomenal job at keeping them away, but it does a decent enough job that it’s worth doing.

I was about to get the campfire going, but first turned to get Sarah’s attention. She was inside of the tent on top of the air mattress, naked and spread eagle. How could I pass that up. I crawled into the tent and zipped it shut behind me. I shed my clothes as fast as I could and tried to mount Sarah.

If you’ve never had sex on an air mattress or water bed, there’s clearly a technique I wasn’t quite familiar with. I tried to thrust my cock into her several times and she just shifted out of the way as my weight shifting on the mattress made her spot rise or fall. She giggled at my frustration.

I finally thought things through with my other head, and was able to ram home, deep into her wet pussy. She crossed her ankles behind my ass and held me in her. We kissed passionately. If there was one thing I can say Sarah did best, she was a passionate and intense kisser. Every time. No pecks, or anything like that. We kissed coupled like that for several minutes.

I began fucking her by pushing down on the mattress under her shoulders, which pushed her pussy up into my cock. We fucked like this until I was close. I pulled out of her and rolled her over onto her belly. She arched her back and pushed her ass up into the air. I had to give myself time to lose that edge, so I dove in face first to eat her pussy from behind.

I was fingering her g spot and clit with one hand, and tongue fucking her hard. She reached back with one hand and grabbed a handful of my hair pulling my head into her crack and keeping it there. She gripped my tongue several times with her pussy, and her body shook. It was my turn now. I stood up and pulled her over to the edge of the mattress and thrust back into her. The bounce I was getting from the mattress gave her thrusts twice as hard as I was giving. We both really enjoyed it.

She was throwing her head and hair around as I bounced her up into my cock. I reached up and grabbed a handful for myself. I know she likes a little hair pulling from time to time, and I felt her wetness increase as I did this. My balls were clapping against her clit and she was moaning and wailing as if she was trying to get other campers to hear us from a mile away. It got me there really quickly. I pulled out and came all over her back and ass. We both laid there catching our breath for what felt like a solid 10 minutes.

After cleaning up, we started the campfire. I wrapped some potatoes in aluminum foil and tossed it into the embers. We roasted some marshmallows and flirted with each other for a bit. I then tossed some chicken breasts in some aluminum foil and threw them into the embers. We snuggled and talked about how nice it was to be so alone. We had a wonderful dinner of baked chicken breast and baked potatoes, put out the fire, and snuggled up for the night.

While snuggling, Sarah brought up our current birth control methods. She told me that she was compliant with her pill, and wanted to know what I thought about not pulling out. I have a big creampie and breeding/impregnation kink. Up until this point, I hadn’t shared that with Sarah. We talked about what we would do if she got pregnant. She seemed to really squirm, in a good way, when we talked about her getting pregnant and carrying a baby. Her belly and tits being swollen. I could tell she really enjoyed that talk. She told me she didn’t know if she was ready yet though. That she wanted to wait until she was comfortable with the idea first. I told her I was okay waiting.

We fell asleep holding each other like couples do in Lifetime movies. Sandwiched between two unzipped sleeping bags like a mattress topper and comforter. We woke up the next morning and it was cold. Like why the fuck did we think this was ever a good idea cold. Our breath was visible in the tent. I didn’t want to get out from under the sleeping bag we used as a comforter to go pee. But I had to. I found a tree nearby, and got to work restarting the fire. Once it was giving off consistent heat, I ventured to gather more wood.

I returned to find Sarah beside the campfire. Wrapped in the sleeping bag like a shivering burrito. I found two full sheets of OSB plywood in my search, and I propped those up on the opposite side of the campfire to reflect the heat back towards us across the fire. It worked pretty decently. I asked Sarah if she wanted me to sit with her in my lap, wrapped up in the sleeping back. She told me I was overdressed and opened her wrap to reveal she was naked.

I once again made a hasty pile of my clothes and joined my naked girlfriend. I sat on the seat with the sleeping bag behind me. She sat in my lap, and I wrapped both of us in the sleeping bag. She wiggled and rocked her ass and pussy around in my lap. She got me hard pretty quickly. Her hands were wrapped inside with our bodies. She used them to briefly rise up out of my lap, position my cock at her pussy, and sink down onto me. She rocked back and forth while we sat there quietly watching the campfire.

Her pace quickened and she began bouncing her ass on my lap. The only sounds were the fire crackling, her ass slapping on my lap, her grunts, and my moans. She fucked me like that until I came. I asked her where she wanted it, and she hopped off, reaching behind her, and jerking me off onto her ass and lower back. We were both properly warmed up for the day.