Northern Lights
written by:
Carole

This has been a fantasy of mine that I've mulled over in my mind for the last few weeks and now written down. I decided to write this as my first story from a man's perspective and I hope you enjoy it!

Carole xx

Northern Lights part 1: I signed the divorce papers and flung them down on the table, expressing my frustration. We'd only been married a few years, and although this was probably inevitable, I felt like a monumental failure. Luckily we had no kids and separating our stuff was fairly easy. I'd moved out into a flat and we squared everything else out. Ironically we'd got on a lot better since we'd made the decision to separate.

I am a teacher, and the summer holidays started at the end of this week. I'd booked to go to the Lofoten Islands in Norway and rent a small cabin on my own, with plans to relax, hike, cycle, walk on the beach and generally recharge my batteries. I was looking for peace and solitude, in a very beautiful part of the world. As the cabin rent was low, I could afford to spend nearly 4 weeks on holiday with a trip down to Bergen for the last week, and a ferry back home.

I flew to Tromso, and landed in blue skies, sharp sunshine and glorious scenery. The woman on the car rental desk was slightly older than me, very helpful and quite attractive, and I felt some stirrings - maybe this holiday would not just be solitude; that was unexpected! I drove off in the cheapest rental car they did, to my cabin 30 miles away on the edge of a small fishing town. I called in at the supermarket in the town for groceries and noticed an attractive café next door. It served right through from breakfast to evening meal, closing at 10pm.

I settled into the cabin quickly, and then sat in the afternoon sun reading my kindle. The sun porch on the house faced south, looking towards the sea; it had sides to keep the wind out and was designed as a sun trap. Although the air temperature was getting cool, I could comfortably sunbathe in my shorts only.

As this was the season for the midnight sun, it didn't disappear, but went out of view around the side screen to the porch. I went in, cooked my meal, drank a couple of beers and crashed out. The Norwegian Television did have some English channels, but after half an hour, I was too tired and went to bed.

I got up early with plans to hike to the top of the local mountain. After a good breakfast, I called in at the café for a sandwich before heading off. It was a lovely local café, very friendly and run by an attractive woman slightly older than me, with shoulder length light brown hair tied back in a ponytail, and a hint of lovely full breasts under her top and apron. She chatted and found out that I was the Englander renting Olaf's cabin and that I was off hiking and wished me well, as I left. It was good to stretch my legs and I walked the long way to the top of the mountain, and had lunch on top, admiring the view. Then I headed straight down as I wanted time to sunbathe again on my porch.

A quick shower and I stretched out on the lounger on the porch to catch the afternoon sun. This was the life, dozing and reading my book.

I decided to eat in the café that evening, and to have some company, so I dressed and walked into town. Petra, the owner of the café, served me and over coffee she came and sat with me as by then there was only one other couple there. We chatted away and I told her about my divorce and the holiday to refresh myself. She offered to take me for a walk to a local beach as tomorrow was her day off. We agreed and that she'd come around to the cabin in the morning.

A cracking night's sleep and I was just finishing my tea after breakfast as I saw Petra walking up from the village. She was dressed for hiking and looked great with her hair loose. She'd brought a packed lunch and after a quick coffee, we set off. It was a delightful walk ending in a small secluded empty white sanded beach.

"Come on, swim first, then lunch," said Petra, who surprised me by taking all her clothes off and running naked into the sea. She had a lovely full body, breasts that swayed as she ran, a peach of an arse, and a full bush of dark blonde hair. I stripped off and ran into the sea. My cock reacted to the sight of her gorgeous body and was half erect, but the cold seawater soon changed that. Petra splashed me in the shallows, and after taking a good look at me, swam out into the small waves. I swam alongside her. The sea was invigorating and you did get used to it, but couldn't stay out too long. We swam back to the shore and Petra took a light double blanket out of her pack and laid it on the sand so we could lie in the sun to dry.

I couldn't help looking at Petra lying there, naked, with her eyes shut and one hand idly running through her bush. By this time my cock was very erect and harder than it had been for a long time. I didn't know if Petra was just friendly and being Scandinavian about nudity on a beach, or liked me more than that; so for now I just lay down beside her.

"So you do like me!" Petra said. I looked up and she was raised on one elbow looking me all over. She ran a hand over my chest and then bent down to kiss me, her hair brushing the side of my head and shoulders. She had a lovely, clean, all woman aroma. She opened her mouth and tentatively licked my lips and slipped her tongue just inside; that was all the prompting I needed to start a full lovers' kiss, tongues entwined. I jumped as she reached down, took hold of my cock, and started to rub it gently up and down: pulling my foreskin fully back and then covering my head again. God that felt good, it was a long time since anyone had touched me. I grunted as the feelings in my cock grew very quickly. Petra kissed me again and this time her tongue was like an electric eel in my mouth, I could feel her breast resting on my chest and her hand started moving faster.

I was now breathing fast with this unexpected attention, and Petra moved to lower her mouth over the end of my cock. She swirled her hot tongue around my helmet, before sinking down further. Her hand kept stroking me and cupping my balls gently. "Oh god, that's too much ... it's been so long ... fuck ..." My balls tightened and I could feel my orgasm building as my cock got harder and harder. I jerked upwards and spurted a big load of cum into her mouth - it had been a long time. She kept on sucking and licking me with each spurt, and then she stroked me slower and slower as my orgasm peaked and drifted away. I lay back on the blanket, breathing heavily.

Petra looked me in the face, swallowed and then giggled. "My turn," she said as she lay back down and spread her legs. I needed no further invitation to kneel between her legs and I reached down to lick her clit: she jumped and squealed! I swirled my tongue gently around her clit, and slipped a finger into her very wet pussy. I decided to give her a slow orgasm and started fucking her slowly with three fingers, whilst licking up and down her lips, and around and around her clit without touching the centre. Petra was mewing quietly and rocking her hips up and down.

I twisted my fingers to rub her G spot and she started groaning louder. I was now fingering her and licking around her clit steadily, and she was getting louder and louder. "Yes, yes, yes ... keep going ... don't stop," and then she started making guttural sounds and thrusting her pussy up as her orgasm started. She shook and twisted on the blanket, grunting as each wave of her orgasm hit her; I kept on fingering her and could feel the convulsions in her pussy. Eventually she flopped back down on to the blanket, pushed my hand away and rolled onto her side, breathing heavily. I rested looking down at her gorgeous full body.

Eventually she turned around, "Thank you; that was wonderful. And it's given me a big appetite for lunch," she laughed. She sat up with her breasts swaying and reached for the lunch. We sat on the blanket, naked, eating our lunch and chatting away. Part way through lunch a young couple walked past and over the rocks to another part of the beach.

"Come on, let's go back to your cabin and sunbathe in the last of the sun." We dressed and walked the couple of miles back to the cabin. While I went in to make coffee, Petra stripped off and lay on the lounger. I could see how she got her all over tan. I stripped off as well and lay on the second lounger, slightly worried that anyone from the cabins to our right could see us, but Petra didn't seem to care.

"So I've got to serve in the café tonight, are you going to come and have a drink later on - around 9?" Petra asked as she dressed in front of me, her lovely body disappearing piece of clothing by piece of clothing. "Of course, that'd be great." Petra kissed me goodbye - a long lingering lovers' kiss - and then walked off into town. I stood there, naked, watching her go.

Well I hadn't expected to find a lover so quickly I thought as I cooked my tea; especially not one as sexy as Petra. There was something very natural about her. I showered and dressed, and wandered into town to the Café. Petra served me a beer and sat down to talk when she wasn't serving the other guests. The lasts guests left the café, the cook left and she shut it for the night. I gave her a hand with the clearing up and then we sat and had a drink. She took off her apron and untied her hair.

After chatting for a while, she put her hand on top of mine, gazed into my eyes and asked if I would stay the night. "I love sleeping with a man in my bed - every night if possible. My part time boyfriend is away on the fishing boats and not due back for a couple of days; so will you join me?" "Yes, I'd love to, if that's alright; I don't want to mess up with your boyfriend." "Don't worry; he has other girls as well as me! One day we might settle down, but not yet."

Petra turned off all the lights and we went upstairs to her flat above the café. She stripped off, her gorgeous body coming into view again and slipped under the enormous duvet. "I like sleeping in the nude, under a warm duvet." I slowly stripped and my half erect cock came into view. Petra licked her lips as I slipped under the duvet. Perhaps for the first time we properly embraced, kissing her passionately, with her breasts against my chest, my now fully erect cock against her tummy, and she slipped one leg inside mine so she could press her pussy against my leg.

"I knew I wanted you the instant you came into my café," she said, slowly rubbing her pussy against my leg. "Well, you are gorgeously sexy, yourself. And I fancied you the first time I came into the Café. I noticed these wonderful full breasts," I said reaching down and massaging her breasts and pulling on her rather large nipples. "Mmmm, that feels nice. I love sharing my bed with a man - every night! And I love having sex every night too!" she laughed. "Now stop talking and give me sex; twice in a day will be a rare treat."

I pushed her down on her back, kissing her, our tongues entwined passionately. She carried on rubbing her pussy on my leg and I could feel her juices leaking out. I massaged her lovely breasts, tweaking and pulling her nipples. She had long nipples when stiff, set in wide nut brown areoles. As on the beach, she started groaning, obviously she liked to make noise as she made love. I moved down to kiss her nipples and slowly the whole nipple area became engorged and reddened. She reached down and started rubbing my stiff cock. We were both getting very turned on. I pushed my hand down, moved her legs apart and ran my hand through her full bush; seeking out her pussy. She splayed her legs giving me full access. I slipped a couple of fingers inside her very wet pussy, and rubbed by thumb over her clit. She started groaning and breathing hard, removing her hand off my cock and rubbing and tweaking her own nipples.

"Rub me hard, I'm already very turned on." I cupped her whole pussy in my hand and rubbed around and around, putting as much pressure on her clit as possible. She was now groaning loudly. "Now fuck me," she demanded, grabbing my cock and pulling it towards her pussy. Where she pulled I had to follow, throwing off the duvet, and kneeling between her legs. She still had hold of me and pulled it towards her pussy lips. It only took a jerk of my hips to push it half way in. "Yes," she shouted, and I pushed all the way in. "Now hard ... please" and she grabbed my arse and pulled me close.

I rammed in and out forcefully, and she started groaning in the back of her throat. I was fucking her hard and I could already feel my orgasm was building strongly, I could feel it building in my cock. Just as I was getting to the point of no return she suddenly jerked upwards with her pussy, crying out as her orgasm started. That was enough to tip me over the edge and we fucked each other hard, each pushing against each other, she was groaning and I was grunting. Suddenly she rolled me onto my back, holding my arms above my head, humping me to get the last of her orgasm as it died away. She lay on top of me with our sweat pooling between us, breathing hard.

"Thank you, that was the best ... for long time," she grunted into my shoulder. "Fuck that was good," I answered. We slowly lay back onto our sides, holding each other close until my softening cock slipped out of her. We went to sleep like that, locked together, arms around each other. I rolled over in the night, but she kept her arm around me, spooning me closely; she really did like to sleep with a man!

For the next week, we continued like that: I'd go back early to the cabin to change, and then head out hiking or cycling for the day, stopping to pick up a packed lunch from the café. I'd get back to the cabin mid-afternoon for a sunbathe, and then head to the café either for an evening meal or for a drink later in the evening. After shutting the café, we'd go straight upstairs and make love in her bed every night, always naked, and always she'd hold me through the night.

She liked sucking me and being sucked. She'd happily come with my sucking, but she liked me to come deep inside her. She liked doggy style, pillow under her hips and legs raised, riding on top of me, but her favourite was missionary with her legs pulled up giving me deep entry.

Ten days after I arrived, I was cycling hard back to the cabin when I spotted someone on my porch; I could only see their legs and couldn't see who it was. I got off the bike, sweating from the ride, and came around the side of the porch. A young, slim, very blonde woman in a business suit was sitting reading papers on one of my loungers; she looked familiar. "Hello, am I in trouble you look like a lawyer?"

She laughed. "Hello I'm Ingrid, and yes I'm a lawyer - good guess! I'm Petra's sister, and I'm here to tell you not to go to the café this evening as her boyfriend has come home. He'll be home for some days now, until the fishing fleet sets out again." She lowered her voice, "I know you are her lover, and she asked me to come and tell you face to face." I blushed.

"Well thank you for coming to tell me, can I make you some tea?" "Yes, that'd be lovely." I went in to make the tea and she called out "Can I sunbathe on your porch?" "Yes of course." I made the tea and watched out of the window with surprise as she took off her business suit and then took off her bra and knickers as well. She took the braid out of her hair and shook it loose; she was a fully naturally blonde and her hair reached down to the small of her back. She had small perky breasts, with small deep red nipples, a slim waist as she obviously worked out, a very fair blond bush which was trimmed and long slim legs. She lay down on the lounger and obviously wanted an all over tan as she spread her legs slightly.

I gulped, made the tea and carried it out with some biscuits on to the porch. "Aren't you going to sunbathe too?" she asked. "Well I guess so," I said and stripped off all my cycling gear and lay on the lounger. My cock was already hard with the sight of her body. "Mmmm that's nice, you obviously like me," she said, helping herself to tea and a biscuit.

We chatted as we drank tea, and after a while it felt almost natural to sit naked on a lounger, feet away from a beautiful woman. I even managed to calm myself down to only a half erection! The sun slowly slipped down and the heat went out of the sunshine.

"Well that was lovely thank you. What I really want now is to take you inside and go to bed. Do you mind?" "No that's wonderful," I spluttered. "Oh good," she said standing up. "I do like to have sex every day, and my Fiancé is away down south at the moment." She walked into the house and into my bedroom at the back of the cabin. "Bit like Petra, I suppose..."

I followed her into my bedroom, luckily it was a cabin made for 2 and had a double bed. She turned and kissed me, reaching down and stroking my achingly erect cock. She kissed me urgently and more forcefully than Petra, with her tongue pushing into my mouth and wrestling with mine. I held her waist and then moved up to cup one of her breasts, pinching one nipple then the other up to full hardness. Breathing hard, "Ohh that's good, keep pinching me," she ordered.

I kept pinching her and was rewarded with the sight of her whole chest going red as she got more and more excited.

She sat down on the bed and, cupping my balls with one hand, pulled my cock down with the other to slip it between her lips. She licked the head and then slipped her lips up and down my cock, down as far as she could go and then right to the end. She kept going until I grunted to tell her to stop, as I didn't want to come in her mouth. She lay back on the bed, splaying her legs open: "lick me."

I knelt on the floor between her legs, pushing them apart and licking up her lips from bottom to the top. Her lips opened like a flower and her strong sexy scent filled my nostrils. She reached down and pulled my head against her pussy, and I rammed my tongue deep inside her. Licking around and around as forcibly as I could.

She let go of my head and lay back massaging and pinching her nipples and mewing gently. I licked her pussy and then licked slowly and forcibly up her clit, pulling back the hood and licking over the clit itself. She shuddered with the pressure. I alternated between licking up and down her lips and then around and over her clit; I slipped two fingers inside her, twisted and rubbed her g spot.

Ingrid started bucking her hips off the bed in time with my thrusting and letting out small squeals. "Yes, yes, yes ... keep going ..." She was jerking her hips more forcefully off the bed. Suddenly she grabbed my head, and squealed loudly as her orgasm hit her hard, bucking her hips off the bed. All I could do was to keep plunging my fingers into her in time with her orgasmic contractions, until she slowly simmered down and lay still on the bed, breathing hard and grasping her own breasts. "Thank you, thank you", she said looking deep into my eyes, as I lay down beside on the bed and her breathing slowly settled down.

When she had recovered, she pushed me onto my back, grabbed my cock, swung one leg over me, nestled my head in between her open lips and sank down onto me. She held my arms above my head and slowly and, for her, almost gently kissed me. She drew her knees forward and then slowly started humping me: pulling fully off me and sliding slowly down again, sighing with each down-stroke. This was almost loving and gentle!

"It's been a few days and I needed that orgasm; now I can relax and take it more slowly." Ingrid smiled, and slowly fucked up and down my cock, kissing me gently, stroking the side of my face and cupping my cheek. She then reached down to lick and tease my nipples. She brushed her nipples around and around on my chest, and then sat up to pinch them. I held her head and pulled her back to kiss me again; I could feel my orgasm building deep within myself. She proffered her nipples for me and I slowly sucked and nibbled them.

She was getting more and more worked up again; she held my shoulders and started to speed up her humping: not so much up and down as around and around, dropping her stomach and keeping pressure on her clit. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing with an open mouth now, making little mewing noises. "Oh yes ... don't stop ..." She got faster and faster, and started grunting in time with her thrusts. I could feel her gripping my shoulders more tightly and see her brow furrowed in concentration.

Jerking down again, again, again, and then suddenly, eyes wide open, "Oh God ... fuck," she squealed and slumped down on to my chest, her pussy fluttering up and down, and her legs shaking as her second orgasm hit her hard.

I was almost there and I flung her onto her back, her long blonde hair cascading over the bed, pushed her legs apart with my thighs and thrust hard and fast into her as my orgasm erupted, squirting come deep inside her with each thrust. "Fuck, that was good," I said as I slumped down on to the bed beside her pulling her to face me, and putting my hand on her small arse to pull her close, as I still moved my cock slowly inside her to keep my orgasm flowing as long as possible.

She ran her fingers through my hair and cupped my cheek. "Thank you, that was as good as Petra described. Sorry I can be a bit of a bitch when I'm horny." "That's ok, I like women who know what they want." Ingrid laughed, "Well that's good as I usually tell a man exactly what I want!"

We dozed in each other's arms, until Ingrid got up: "I've got to go back to my flat and prepare for court in the morning - at least I'll go into the hearing nice and relaxed," she chuckled. I lay back and watched as her ice queen's body slowly disappeared under her business dress. As she was leaving, "I can be out of court mid-morning, do you want to go cycling?" "Yes, that'd be great; I'll get lunch and then wait here for you." "I know a lovely off road trail, and then we could come back here for sunbathing and sex in the afternoon?" "Are you always so direct," I asked. "Sorry, I just know what I want - and I want you again tomorrow." I kissed her good bye, squeezed her arse, and said "I'm looking forward to tomorrow." She glided down the path, into her posh car, put on her sunglasses, and drove off with a wave. I settled down to cook, have a few beers and recover ready for tomorrow. What a pair of sisters!

Ingrid arrived late morning in her business clothes. She changed as we had coffee and then we headed out on the coastal cycle path. She was fitter than me and I struggled to keep up, but the sea was calm, the sun shone and the sky was a deep blue. We stopped for lunch in a cove with a small secluded beach. Ingrid had stripped off by the time I'd laid the blanket out and we caught an hour's sun over lunch. Back on the cycle track and as we'd started late we didn't make it back to the cabin until it was too late to sunbathe.

I boiled the kettle for tea and got out some cake, of course by the time I turned around, Ingrid was naked sat at the little kitchen table! I was slowly getting used to this and was only half erect, however as we drank tea a little hand slipped onto my lap and started to play with my cock. We kissed as she slowly stroked me to full hardness. "Mmmm, great, the best time of the day ... sex-time," she said and pulled me along to the bedroom.

"I love sucking cocks", she said as she sunk her lips over the end of me. Sinking her lips around my head and licking the underside. She ran her lips up and down me, while gently stroking me and then cupping my balls.

"I think I'm going to ride" she said, as she stood up, and gently pushed me back onto the bed. I lay back as she crawled up the bed, lifted my cock, gave it a last wet kiss, sat upright on her knees and slowly impaled herself on me.

Ingrid sat straight upright, with my cock fully home and dropped her finger down through her trimmed blonde bush, picked up some juices from her lips and started circling around her clit. I reached up to tweak and pull her nipples, and she started breathing through her mouth, as she got more and more turned on.

"Mmmm that's good", she muttered, eyes closed, concentrating hard as she slowly built the feelings inside her. Ingrid slumped forward and kissed me, shooting her tongue into my mouth, and kissing me hard. This allowed her to lift up and slide back down my cock. She slowly built up the pace, breathing more and more heavily. I could feel my orgasm building inside me as her soft wet tight pussy was sliding up and down me, and her hard red nipples were grazing my chest.

"Mmmm, ughh, I've got to ..." and she speeded up until she was humping me hard and fast, and then suddenly her orgasm hit her, she squealed and started shaking all over, grabbing my shoulders. She lifted right off my cock by mistake, but carried on rubbing her pussy up and down my cock flat against my stomach to get the most out of the orgasm that was jerking through her. Eventually she shuddered to a halt, lying on me, eyes closed, with an occasional spasm running through her.

I was very close, and when she stopped shuddering, she got off me and knelt on the bed with her head on the pillow, arse in the air and pulled her cheeks apart. I rammed home into her pussy, and she squealed again. After only a few thrusts I was coming, squirting deep inside her again and again; then falling against her back and hugging her close as my cock finished its last few jerks. Eventually I rolled sideways, holding her tight to me so we slumped onto our sides breathing hard, and my softening cock still just inside her.

"So that's how you keep so fit", I asked her. She laughed, "And you!" We held each other close, silently luxuriating in the warm post orgasmic glow. "Your wife's crazy, I'd put up with a lot, for that cock every day. Mmmm." She snuggled into my arms. "I'm going to bunk off work tomorrow - they owe me the time - let's hike my favourite mountain over near Tromso. I'll collect you as we'll need to drive back here to the cabin anyway." We agreed the time.

Eventually Ingrid got up, and went to have a shower. I sat on the toilet and unashamedly watched her wash herself, and then moved into the bedroom to watch her dress. A lovers' kiss and then she left, like yesterday, waving as she drove off in her car. I had a quiet meal and then read a book on the porch in the twilight before calling it a day. I slept wonderfully all the way through.

The next few days were the same, meeting either for the whole day or part of the day; a strenuous hike or cycle, and one day we went sea kayaking; sunbathing at lunch time, and then back to the cabin for sex before she drove away. One day I went to the café for an evening meal, and Petra served me, but without showing any outward signs, as her boyfriend was there helping. But my receipt did have a big X on it!

Ten days on, as we lay on the bed with the late afternoon sun filtering through the windows, recovering from making love, Ingrid announced that her fiancé was home tomorrow and she couldn't come to see me anymore. "I'll miss you, these last few days have been great, thank you", and she wiped away a little tear. "Well it's time I went down to Bergen for a few days and then catch my ferry home. In 10 days' time I'm back in school teaching. These days have been wonderful, the best holiday ever and the perfect antidote to a failed marriage - shame you're engaged". We parted the best of friends, and I went into town to book my ferry to Bergen. I called into the café for a drink and told Petra tomorrow was my last day and I'd call in for a last meal tomorrow evening. She smiled and wished me well; as I was leaving she quietly told me Ingrid seemed to have enjoyed the last few days!

I decided to do the walk Petra showed me on our first day. I called in for a packed lunch and told Petra of my plans. I walked, swam, sunbathed and was back at the cabin to sunbathe in the mid-afternoon. As I soaked up the sun on the porch, I heard a van pull up, but paid it no attention. Footsteps echoed down the side of the cabin and Petra rounded the corner dressed in her working clothes minus the apron. I jumped up and we embraced, kissing enthusiastically.

"I couldn't let you go without saying goodbye", she said, holding my head gently in her hands and moving her awesome body against me. I was rapidly standing to attention at the feel of her gorgeous body and the lovers' kiss, and we could both feel my excitement between us. I was naked of course, and Petra slipped her hand down to take control of my stiffening cock. "I think it's time to go inside. Ingrid tells me the bed is very sturdy!" she said with a laugh.

We went inside and into the bedroom hand in hand. I lay on the bed watching as Petra undressed, piece by piece. Her full sun-tanned breasts came into view, topped with their long nipples and large areoles. Her flat stomach and womanly hips with her dark blonde bush nestling between her thighs. She threw aside her knickers, and crawled up the bed. She knelt between my legs and pulled my cock upright and into her mouth. Kissing the end enthusiastically, licking up and down my shaft and sinking her mouth right over the end. She cupped my balls and the feelings of her sucking me were awesome. I let her work on me, feeling my body respond to her loving attentions.

I couldn't let her go too far as I wanted to come deep inside her, so I lifted her up by the shoulders and pushed her back on the bed, "My turn". I knelt between her legs and bent down to kiss her pussy lips. Licking up the length of her slit from bottom to top, Petra let out a deep heartfelt sigh, "Mmmm, that's good" and she pulled her legs up to give me full access to her pussy. I swirled my tongue round and around her clit, and pushed three fingers into her pussy; working slowly and deliberately to bring her to an orgasm. Petra started moving her hips in time with my fingering and licking. By this time she was breathing open mouthed and making a low grunting sound deep in her throat, and running her hands through my hair.

"Yes ... that's good ... keep going ..." she murmured. She smelt divine, her juices coating my fingers and now my hand, as I kept fingering her firmly and slowly. I was licking up and down her lips, giving her clit a rest. Petra raised her head to look into my eyes, "Make me come, James ... please" she asked, and then settled back down, massaging her own breasts and tweaking her own nipples. I changed to tonguing her clit and twisted my fingers to rub her G spot around and around.

Her hips started bucking upwards more and more, and she was making a gurgling sound deep in her throat. I put more pressure on my tongue and fingers to take her over the edge. Petra grasped the bedclothes with both fists, and her body was now heaving up and down. Suddenly she shouted something in Norwegian, and her pussy started pushing back, fucking herself on my fingers as her orgasm and its spasms ran through her. Suddenly she pushed my hand away, slammed her legs together and rolled on to her side, gasping and shaking.

I lay down beside her, cuddling her back, until she was able to roll towards me. Petra held my head and kissed me deeply, our tongues merging together. "God, you do that so well", she murmured; holding me tightly and slipping a thigh between mine to gently put pressure on her pussy. "Now I want you to fuck me hard ... and come deep inside me", she giggled.

Petra lay back and drew her legs up to give me full access to her pussy. I pulled a pillow under her gorgeous womanly arse, pushed her legs apart, and holding my very hard cock down to her pussy entrance I slid in with one thrust. Not surprisingly Petra was very wet and ready!

Petra grunted her encouragement, and I leant on my outstretched arms, kneeling on the bed, and started thrusting smoothly fully in and almost out again. I gazed down at her wonderful body with her full breasts, and my white cock disappearing in to her pussy framed in its dark blonde curls. She ran her hands over my body, and my tense stomach muscles, reaching up to rub and lightly pinch my nipples.

I was grunting hard by this time, and I could feel my body tensing up, with tight balls, getting ready to inject my come into her. Petra's pussy felt like liquid silk, so warm and slick with her juices, as I slid in and out of her. A few ... more ... thrusts ... and suddenly I jerked forward blasting a jet of cum deep inside her, pulling back and jerking forward again and again until I finished coming and I crashed down onto the bed beside her, breathing like horse.

"God that was just the best" I muttered into her neck. I grabbed Petra's arse and pulled her tight to me, to keep my cock deep inside her for as long as possible, as I slowly relaxed and came down from my orgasm.

We lay in each other's arms, holding each other tight, just breathing. "Thank you that was wonderful ... but I have to go back to the café before I'm missed. I've only popped out with an excuse to see a friend and get some supplies." Petra kissed me, then got up and I watched her as she dressed - her body disappearing piece by piece of clothing. We kissed at the door. "I'll miss you" I said to her as she walked away, waving, and back to her boyfriend.

I didn't go back to the café that evening - not fair on her - I stayed in, cooked, had a few beers, relaxed, recovered, and had a good night's sleep!!

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Coming soon: Part 2 covers the ferry ride south and then part 3 is the last few days in Bergen. Part 3 has a happy ending that I hope you like!