“Move it up and down,” I guided her.
She did, but her grip was too loose.
“Hold it tighter.”
She tightened her grip a little and slowly pulled down the foreskin. Again, she looked up at me to see if I approved. Oh boy, did I ever?
“That’s right. Move it up and down. A little tighter . . . that’s it, faster.”
Ulrika followed my directions with great care and it felt unbearably good. Being alone in the deep forests for three weeks was probably making it even better. Ulrika raised herself, resting on her elbow to get a better view. Her hand instinctively moved up and down faster and faster.
I stared at her hand and then her jiggling tits. Getting jerked off by a girl would normally be second or third, but this was unlike anything I’d felt and seen before. I wanted it to last and I held back but, to no avail. I was overwhelmed by the wonderful feeling of her hand and began to send jets of cum up in the air. Ulrika stopped and stared.
“Don’t stop,” I managed to gasp.
Ulrika resumed her pumping and several jets of cum splashed up on the roof of the tent and over my stomach before I was drained. I put my hand on Ulrika’s wrist to stop her.
“God, that was so good,” I gasped.
Ulrika smiled and looked very happy, almost proud.
“Was that . . . you know the stuff that can make me pregnant?” she asked.
“Yes, but don’t worry. It has to get inside you for you to get pregnant.”
“I’m not that ignorant,” she replied. “My parents couldn’t prevent me from participating in the sexual education classes.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to sound patronising,”
I got up on my elbows and looked around. Ulrika began to giggle.
“What a mess,” she giggled.
She was right. There was cum on my stomach, on the tent and on the sleeping bag. There was even a glob in her hair. I took a bit of toilet paper from the roll I had brought with me and began to clean myself. Ulrika took some paper too and began to clean the tent.
The temperature in the tent was high and we were sweaty.
“How about another swim, Ulrika?”
“What time is it?”
“It’s half past two, almost. How do you know what time it is, when I’m not around?” I asked.
“I don’t know. I guess I can feel it. You make me loose track of time,” she said and blushed.
“Well, shall we?”
“Okay. There’ll be time enough for my hair to dry.”
We stayed in the water for a long time, playing and teasing each other. Out lips were blue and we were shivering from cold but we didn’t notice until we finally had to get out. I put the sleeping bag and a towel out in the sun and we cuddled and caressed until Ulrika’s hair was dry and she had to go home.
“Will . . . will you still be here tomorrow?” Ulrika asked.
“I will. I can stay one more day, but then I have to head for home. I have a train ticket and I have to be on the train the day after tomorrow at the latest. I think I can make it, if I leave early.”
Ulrika suddenly looked sad. I kissed her brow.
“Don’t be sad. Tomorrow hasn’t even started yet,” I said.
Ulrika tried to smile.
“I’ll be here early,” she said and disappeared between the trees.
I felt happy and sad at the same time. Ulrika was so sweet and I couldn’t wait till the morning, but as much as I wanted the time to pass quickly, I also felt a surge in my stomach, thinking about my departure. I didn’t want to go back but I had to. Lying in my sleeping bag, I hardly heard the sounds from the forest. I kept thinking of Ulrika.
I think I had a lot of lovely dreams that night. Pity I can’t remember them. The last one was about her, sitting outside my tent, looking in at me through the mosquito net. I opened my eyes and saw that it wasn’t a dream; she was there, smiling timidly at me.
“Good morning,” she said.
“Eh, good morning.”
I woke surprisingly fast, compared to how long I usually took to get ready to leave the sac. I crawled out of the tent.
“I just need to go brush my teeth and go behind the bushes, you know. Join me in the water?” I asked.
“Yes,” Ulrika exclaimed excited.
Then she blushed shyly when she realised how obvious her excitement was. After I had brushed my teeth and returned from the bushes, she was still fully dressed. We had done it all just yesterday, but it was as if the same barriers had to be broken down one more time. I didn’t say anything, just peeled off my underwear. Ulrika timidly turned her back to me and began taking her clothes off.
I slipped into the water and pretended to look the other way, secretly peeking at her while she undressed. She was beautiful, so beautiful. It didn’t take her long to take her clothes off. Anxiously, she looked over her shoulder to see if I was looking at her. I don’t think she noticed. She turned and quickly submerged her body in the water.
We played in the water until Ulrika’s shyness had worn off. She was relaxed and excited when we got out of the water. I’d spread out my sleeping bag on a mossy patch, unzipping it completely and unfolding it like a blanket. It was nice and soft to lie on and our freedom of movement wasn’t restricted like it was in the small tent.
Ulrika didn’t try to cover herself but still she seemed anxious and tense as we lay down on the blanket.
“Hey, don’t be scared. I’m still not going to abuse you,” I said, playfully.
“I know, but . . . I want to . . .”
She hesitated and bit her lip. It was apparently very hard for her to say what she wanted to say. She took a deep breath.
“I want to make love to you. I want to have you inside me.”
She said it very rapidly and looked me straight in the eyes, blushing but determined. It caught me by surprise in more than one way.
“I . . . Are you sure it’s a good idea. I mean, I haven’t brought any protection with me and I don’t think your parents would be very happy, if you got pregnant. Actually, I think it’s the worst thing that can happen,” I said.
“No. I mean yes, it would be terrible but . . . when Gunilla planned this meeting with the guy, she . . . gave me some condoms. I kept them in a safe place and . . .”
She reached over for her clothes and shuffled around in the pile until she found what she was looking for: three condoms. She bit her poor lip again as she handed them to me. Her hand was shaking. Doing this had probably cost her a lot of worries and taken all her courage. I took her hand and folded it around the condoms.
“Ulrika, Are you sure? I mean, in your circles I assume that a girl is supposed to protect her virginity until she is married.”
“My maidenhead is already gone. I slipped once, when I was mounting a horse and landed on a fence. It hurt a lot and there was some blood, so mom decided to call the doctor. He examined me, you know down there, and told mom that I was fine but I was no longer a virgin. Mom was really upset about it. I didn’t really understand why back then, but I think mom got so upset because the doctor said that it would save me some pain later. She almost threw him out.”
Ulrika giggled as she said the part about her mom. Then she got serious again.
“Can we do it?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said, “I’d love to do it.”
I pulled her close and kiss her, but she broke the kiss quickly.
“You’ll have to put one on,” she said.
“I will. Just take it easy and let us touch each other a little first. If I just enter you now, you . . . it might not feel good. I mean, I want you to be, you know part of it, too.”
It sounded awfully clumsy, but I didn’t know how to put it. I still wasn’t sure how much she really knew about sex. It didn’t sound like her sex-ed had included foreplay.
Ulrika relaxed as much as one can when you’re about to make love for the first time. She was more relaxed than yesterday and she enjoyed my touches visibly. Her hips rotated when I began to caress her crotch and she moaned and whimpered quite loudly, compared to yesterday. After a while, she began to touch me, too.
We kissed; tenderly with out tongues playing at first, then gradually the kiss became craving and out tongues explored deep in each other’s mouths. Ulrika was surprising active, her hands all over me. It made it much more exciting to me, both because I like the girl to be active and because it made me sure she wanted this as much as I did. Maybe more.
When I pulled away to put the condom on, Ulrika moaned disappointed. God, I hated condoms. I usually didn’t have to use them much. Most of the girls I’d been with were on the pill. I didn’t want to put the condom on as soon as I got naked because I wanted “real” feeling of skin on skin. Putting it on, just before it was needed meant that we had to stop caressing while I put it on. It was a no win situation, but unfortunately necessary.
Ulrika watched my every move as I put on the condom. That didn’t make it easier, but I managed to get it on without tearing it. I motioned her to spread her legs more before I placed myself between them and rubbed my cock up and down through her slit a couple of times to make the condom slippery.
I position the head in the right spot and looked her deep in the eyes.
“Are you ready?” I whispered.
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