After my adventures in Scotland with Fiona, I wasn’t planning on getting away again for a while. But, the experience awakened my mind to the possibilities a life on the road could bring if I dropped lucky in the right communities at the right time.

So much as I had work to focus on, now I was back in Yorkshire. Another trip was never far from my mind. Later that same year, I got the chance for a trip and decided to use it for a short break. This time, Wales was the target, having heard many wild tales of the women there, their passion and their love of a good cwtch and much more besides.

So, with wild imaginings of a people that were wild and passionate by their very nature, I set off early on a Friday morning, looking to make landfall, so to speak, in the nation of Wales later that morning. I planned to skirt the coast, heading south and then come back up through the middle and then back up through the Midlands. It would be a good workout for the camper and, hopefully, the rock n roll bed as well! I was hoping for something as hedonistic as my amazing time with Fiona, but I fully expected just to have a great road trip looking at the amazing scenery.

I made good time that morning, the M62 being surprisingly quiet and around lunchtime, I was rolling through Rhyll. My belly was telling me I deserved a pit stop, so I pulled into the first lay-by I found with catering facilities. After a bite to eat and some caffeine later, I returned to the camper to continue into Cmyru. As I neared the road, I spied two hitchhikers.

One blonde, one brunette, holding a sign for Portmeirion. It was pretty much on the way, and travelling solo can be lonely, so I pulled up. “Need a lift?” I enquired.

“Please, that would be super helpful”, the blonde replied. I detected a slight accent. “Hop in then. You can stow your bags in the back.” A few minutes later, we were back on the road.

“I’m Mark, by the way. Whereabouts around Portmeirion do you need to be?” “I’m Ebbe” said the blonde, “And this is Maja. We’ve got jobs at Portmeirion itself, so we’re heading down there before we start.”.

“Do I detect a non-English twinge there?”, I asked. “We’re Swedish,” Ebbe said. “Nice van by the way”. “Cheers”, I returned. “So gap year?”, I asked. “Yeah”, Maja interjected. “We wanted to see some more of Europe before we start work after university. So we’ve worked our way down from Sweden and Wales is our last stop before heading home. What about you?”

“Break from work. I like to get out in the van whenever I can, I’m hoping to do a quick circuit of Wales before heading back home in a few days. See the sights, get some fresh air and hopefully sleep under the stars.”

“Nice,” Ebbe said with a coquettish grin. “We often sleep out under the stars, back home”. “With just one another for warmth,” Maja giggled. That got my attention.

“Ah, so you’re a couple?” I enquired. “We’re open rather than be tied down to monogamy or just one sex”, Maja explained. “Life’s too short and the rest of the world seems too hung up on single-partner sex” Ebbe added.

“Not everyone”, I countered. I caught the pair of them exchanging a sly smile with one another. Some unspoken conversation took place that I wasn’t going to be party to.

The next few miles passed in amiable silence. As the afternoon wore on we drew closer and closer to Portmeirion, and I knew I’d be saying goodbye to these two lovely, lithe, young Scandinavian women. Was this to be an opportunity missed?

“Jävla helvete!”, Maja exclaimed. “Vad händer?” Ebbe asked clearly concerned. A long and rapid conversation in Swedish ensued.

“Problem girls?” I asked as the heated conversation petered out.

“Yeah” Ebbe said, “Our start date has been changed, and now we have nowhere to stay” She looked pretty pissed off. “Fucking arseholes”, Maja chimed in, a bit of a potty mouth this one. My kinda girl…

“That’s pretty shitty” I sympathised. “Look I don’t know what plans you have now your start is delayed, but I’ve got a campsite booked tonight, and I’ve got a tent in the back as well, so you’re both welcome to sleep in the van, and I’ll have the tent.

That look between the two of them, again and a brief nod. “Thanks, we appreciate that, but there’s no need. It would be warmer with the three of us in here, don’t you think?” Ebbe said to me head cocked to one side, her ice blue eyes locked onto me. I must have blushed as Maja giggled, nudged Ebbe and said “Han har det svårt!”.

I looked at them both and then followed their eyes, realising that the suggestion had made me immediately hard. My boner doing its best to make itself known!

I sheepishly looked back at them and said “Can you blame me? You two are stunning, I’m not going to say no, am I?”

“We certainly hope not!” They chimed in unison.

How could one guy get so bloody lucky? After Fiona in Scotland, to happen across two stunning, horny Swedes in Wales. I was definitely both testing my good luck and punching way above!

A short while after, we arrived at the campsite a short way from Portmeirion. I got us booked in, and then we headed to the pub in the village as it was still early.

We whiled away the early evening, eating, drinking and chatting together like long-lost friends. Ebbe was clearly the flirt, and Maja had a wicked, dry sense of humour, much like my own. We were getting on really well. In this convivial setting, I got a chance to take them both in and appreciate just how above my level I was punching.

Ebbe was the classic image of Swedish perfection, 5’ 7” athletic, blue eyes, long blonde hair with firm breasts that were definitely in proportion with her slim curves. Maja had a dark Viking look, a dash of freckles decorated her nose, her hair was cut short and partially shaved (think Lisbeth in Girl with the Dragon Tattoo). She had some really cool dark ink sleeve work down her right arm, she was powerfully built. I’d have said she was no stranger to a gym and the weights section. She was a little shorter and curvier than Ebbe. I’d more than dropped on my feet if this was actually going to happen.

I excused myself for a visit to the gents, and when I returned, the two of them were thick as thieves. “Want another?“ I asked. “Maja wants to know if your cock really is as big as it looked earlier” Ebbe teased. Maja blushed a little but nodded earnestly. I think we were all a little tipsy now.

“Right,” I replied, “Well, I’m a gentleman, and I would never want to keep a lady guessing” this caused them both to almost piss themselves with laughter. But they clearly took the hint and grabbed their jackets, came round the table, hooked an arm on either side of me, and we headed back to the van.

We walked arm in arm from the pub, the night air a little chillier and felt both of them pull a little closer for some warmth. I could smell Ebbe and her delicate perfume. Maja’s ample chest was squashed against my arm, I could feel my dick growing hard already. Jesus, fella, get a grip, I thought.

We arrived back at the van, and we got ourselves comfortable and out of the cold. We threw our jackets over the bench seat at the front, and the girls moved to the seating at the rear. Without further comment, they manipulated the seat at the back of the van using its rock n roll motion, like seasoned pros, to convert it into the bed. “Do you have bedding?” Ebbe enquired. I helped them with the roll-up mattress, sheets and a duvet. With all that sorted, Maja turned to me and said, “So, where’s this cock then?”

With that, they stripped off and jumped on the bed, and I wasn’t about to be the odd one out and joined them in getting naked. I stood there as they entwined themselves, exploring one another with practised hands and knowledge of one another. Any thoughts my cock had of resisting their Scandi charms were out the window, it was erect, throbbing and the hardest I’d felt it in a long long time.

Ebbe came up for air and looked at me. She nudged Maja and said, “Där är din kuk”. Maja looked my way and said “Why are you over there? Bring that cock to me. Now!” I walked towards the bed. Ebbe shuffled to the left and Maja repositioned herself. She placed a hand on my chest as I was about to climb on the bed and she lowered her mouth onto my cock. I nearly came as she swallowed my whole cock in one smooth motion.

“Easy now” Ebbe said, seeing the mix of panic and ecstasy on my face. “We’ve got a long way to go, don’t you be a disappointment now!” With that she came towards me and licked my nipples and then came to head level and kissed me slowly and tenderly. Maja was swallowing my cock on every stroke and I was really struggling to hold on. Ebbe left my mouth and worked her way down to her friend/lover. “Save some for me she said, teasingly. My cock was suddenly free of suction, only to be consumed again as Ebbe took over fellatio duties.

Maja came into view and wrapped her inked cover arm around the back of my head. She kissed me urgently, her mouth wet with the saliva produced by swallowing my cock and some of my pre-cum. I was strangely OK with that and responded to her intensity, like for like. After a short but brutal bout of kissing her other arm wrapped itself around my head and she pulled me down towards her brown nipples, perfectly centred on her DD boobs.

I took them in my mouth, in turn, sucking, and flicking the erect buds with my tongue. Maja let out a low moan, and I felt my cock in free air again. As I took Maja’s left breast in my mouth, I sensed Ebbe next to me as she took the right boob. I let my hands explore these two amazing bodies, snaking down their backs, across their buttocks and around the front, then between their legs. I felt both tense and then ease themselves onto my fingers.

As I worked a couple of fingers into each of them, I felt a hand grab my cock and another caress my balls and perineum. Whose hands were where was beyond my ken or caring right now, this was a sensory experience, unlike anything I’d experienced in my many years on this earth.

We touched, probed and caressed one another like this for some time. I withdrew my fingers and gave Maja’s juices to Ebbe and vice versa. They lapped and sucked on my fingers greedily. I suggested Maja lay down and went down her. As I did this, Ebbe moved up the bed and straddled Maja’s face. Maja’s hands grabbed Ebbe’s hips and pulled her down onto her face as she eagerly inserted her tongue into Ebbe’s waiting pussy, making her blonde lover arch her back in pleasure.

I had my own job to do, so I got down to concentrating on making my new, Viking lover come from my tongue and fingers. Her hips moved in time to Ebbe’s gyrating hips, and I synchronised my fingers and tongue to this sensual rhythm. I had a prime-seat view of her dark curls, her flat stomach, ample breasts and Ebbe’s shock of blonde pubic hair and pussy riding Maja’s willing tongue.

We carried on like this for a while longer, our syncopated gyrations getting more fevered as both Ebbe and Maja came closer to their respective orgasms. Sensing Maja was close, I picked up the speed of my licking, parting her labia to get direct access to her now swollen clit. Alternating between flicking with my tongue and sucking on it, I added a second and then a third finger inside her now very wet pussy. I felt her tighten her grip on my fingers as her hips rose slightly from the mattress.

Ebbe started to moan, “Ja, slicka mig där. Ja ja ja” she was building to a powerful orgasm, and Maja was now starting to buck and writhe, her hands moving from Ebb’s hips to my head, grabbing a tuft of hair and forcing me further onto her pussy. Needing no second invitation, I further sped up my fingering and worked her clit with my tongue as if my life depended upon it. I saw Ebbe twitching, Maja writhing and they came together explosively in a tumultuous crescendo.

I eased my fingers out, licked them clean and watched as the girls collapsed in a sexually satisfied heap.

To be continued…