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If there's one country I've always hated, it's Germany. I've never put up with them, either because of their way of doing things, because they feel too superior to us Italians, or because of a football speech, even if at the World Cup we always came out victorious against them, or because when I was little I had a friend who was half German and I couldn't stand him. In short, there are many reasons why I don't like them, but I always have to deal with them in one way or another. And one place you can't not meet them is in campsites. They're full of Germans there, then especially here on the Riviera Romagnola. What I'm telling you is what happened to me a few days ago, during a day spent camping...
It had been years since my wife and I had been to one, although we both loved sleeping in tents, living the adventure in nature, so given the warm weather and the holidays still far away, we had arranged to go and spend a few days in a campsite. We took the tent and everything we needed we reached the place we wanted so much, reached which we were assigned the pitch. The place next to ours was already occupied by someone who certainly did not make occasional camping, given how well equipped they were. In fact they had a caravan, veranda, kitchen area with fridge and various stoves, barbecue area, etc.. etc... We, on the other hand, had a 4-seater tent and a small gazebo, nothing in comparison but considering that there were two of us and we had to stay there one night it was already a lot. We arrived on Saturday morning and immediately began to set up the tent and gazebo, we were so fast to be able to have a couple of hours to go to the beach before lunchtime, so we put on our costumes we moved to the beach and returned shortly afterwards to our station. When we arrived we could finally see who our neighbors were and surprise ... they were just two Germans, sexting, at least that, they could be about our age. He was a very tall guy, about 190, blond, not too fit, he was rightly bare-chested, showing off two not bad pecs, big thighs like a footballer, one of those that girls like a lot. Her, a model. Blonde, long hair, blue eyes, under that light dress that covered her up to the middle of her thigh you could tell she had a nice slender physique and not bad at all and then, not as tall as her partner, but about ten inches less, like me.
I watched them secretly, I pointed them out to Elena, my wife, who stayed a few seconds staring at them enchanted.
- "Not bad, eh?" I said, smiling and breaking my wife's spell.
- "Nice couple," she said, pretending nothing happened.
We took the ready-made lunch we had brought from home and sat down to eat it around our little camping table, every now and then I looked at the pitch next door and saw that the two Germans were sometimes watching us and confabulating something incomprehensible. After our sad lunch, we relaxed on our deckchairs when at a certain point the two approached, carrying a small tray of biscuits from their area. They offered them to us as a token of friendship, speaking in a not bad Italian among other things. We accepted them willingly, after all in the campsites you also go to make friends and meet other people, then there was also the fact that we were next door, then, it seemed right to accept them and reciprocate with some cold coffee that we had brought from home and they also accepted willingly. We chatted for a good half hour, at the end of which they went back to their pitch and we went into our tent to rest for a while.
- "But, kind Germans, come on, I thought worse," I said to Elena.
- "Yes, in fact, he's also a nice and cheerful guy. She didn't say much," replied my wife.
- "No, come on, she's very nice too", I said smiling, alluding to another kind of sympathy.
- "If so, I see what kind of sympathy you're referring to. I saw the way you looked at her," she replied with a touch of jealousy.
- "Oh, stop it. What about you? If I wasn't there and he didn't have that neighbor, you would have jumped on him gladly."
- "What are you talking about? Are you crazy? I would never do something like that, and you know it," she answered half angry.
- "I know, I know. I'm joking."
In fact, it was true, my wife would never do that with another man. She was far too loyal. I'd offered her a trade several times in joking, but I'd always been told to fuck off. She would only allow me to do it if he was Raul Bova or Brad Pitt, in that case she could have talked about it, but she only said it because she knew it was impossible to do it.
We rested in the tent a few minutes, it was too hot and so we moved outside, each on his own deckchair, meanwhile next door they were talking and laughing too loudly, so much so that we couldn't sleep. She passed in front of us a couple of times, wearing a transparent sundress that covered her bathing suit, almost parading, to go to the bathroom to wash the dishes, and every time she passed it was impossible not to look at her, but I had to do it secretly so that Elena wouldn't notice too much. On the way back it was him who passed us, in this case I took a look at Elena and I noticed that she also threw her eye out and then closed them immediately after.
After an hour or so we took our things and moved back to the beach and then returned a few hours later. I went first to take a shower, when I came back it was Elena's turn and I threw myself on the deckchair to relax. At that moment I heard the commentary of a game, I turned around and saw that the German had the TV on and was watching a World Cup game. He noticed that at that moment I was watching him and immediately invited me to watch the game with him, so I joined him, after all there was nothing wrong, rather than wait lying down Elena for half an hour at least I would have seen a bit of the game. The guy at my arrival made me sit down and immediately gave me a beer, so between a sip and another we talked about football, how the World Cup had gone up to that moment, he mocked me for the lack of qualification of Italy and Germany that would have played in the evening. At that moment the idea that I had formed about the Germans up to that day was confirmed, reminding me of how arrogant they were and how superior they felt. But I didn't feel like fighting, I could have very well reminded them of all the times we had thrown them out at the World Cup, but I preferred to shut up and watch that game while I enjoyed that good German beer. We didn't really care much about the game, we talked about many other things, always football. He told me he was a huge fan of Bayern Munich, that his wife was a fan too, but Borussia Dortmund and the rivalry in the family whenever the two teams played against each other. He told me that he met her in a pub one night when there was a match between their two teams and that they had made a bet that if her team lost she would have to go out with him that very night.
- "And how did the game end?" I asked.
- "You ask her?" he said, smiling.
The German girl was coming back from the showers at the time, wearing a towel that covered her under her butt, leaving those beautiful long legs on display. She had wet hair and a few drops of water still on her body, which made her even more sexy and beautiful than she already was. When I saw her popping up like that I was suddenly amazed and hypnotized by such beauty. The man said something to his wife in German, presumably what we were talking about. She smiled and answered.
- "Borussia lost and I had to spend the night with him."
He broke into a noisy laugh and raised his glass as if to toast with me. I smiled and did the same, accepting the toast, then she got into the camper.
- "That was the best night of my life," she added quietly, letting me know what had happened.
After the first half, I got up to greet him and said I had to get ready to leave. He asked me where we were going and so I told him what the program we had decided with Elena was, which was to get out of the camp by bike and eat a pizza in the nearby village, nothing important. At that moment he said something in German to his wife who smiled and agreed.
- "Germany is playing tonight, why don't you watch the game with us. Let's eat pizza together here."
I was surprised by that request. I didn't know what to say. After all, I liked the invitation, to go out on my bike and reach the country, I didn't really want to, then I also looked at the expression of her who seemed happy about it, so I took some time and told them that I would talk about it with Elena.
- "Come on, it's nice if you come", she replied with a smile that lit up her beautiful face.
How could you say no to a great pussy like that, if it wasn't for Elena I would have immediately accepted, but knowing my wife and her hatred for football, I didn't want to give him a certainty and so I told them that I would let him know.
I waited for Elena to come back with her beautiful bathrobe on, nothing to do with the German girl, but she too, with her beautiful wet hair, was making a dirty impression. Too bad it wasn't dirty, or rather, it was only dirty with me. I told Elena what had happened while she was in there taking a shower and the Germans' proposal.
- "Watching the game? Come on, it's boring," she answered immediately.
- "And I know, but today they're going to play the game everywhere, in any club. It's the World Cup and it's full of Germans here. Rather than getting bored inside a pizzeria, probably a hot one, at least we are in the company of someone we know a little bit," I replied, trying to make it catastrophic to convince her.
Elena thought about it for a few minutes, then she answered.
- "Forget the game, I know why you want to see her with them, for that blonde there".
- "What are you talking about? You said they're nice. And then there's always the blonde for you", I answered joking.
- "Still? Will you stop it? Anyway, it's fine. I don't want to make you bored, it means I'm bored."
- "You won't be bored, it'll be a fun evening."
Happy as a child for Elena's answer, I went to give the verdict to the Germans who were very happy and thanked Elena from afar. We made arrangements for when to meet, the appointment was for 7.30 p.m., so we'd have time to pick up pizzas and watch the game that started at 8 p.m.
Inside the tent Elena asked me what to wear, she showed me a shorts with a T-shirt, a long light dress or a short dark dress, a bit tight. Of course I advised her the third option, after all my wife had a nice body, even if a small breast, and I didn't mind at all that she wore something sexier. As agreed we moved to them at the appointed time, when we arrived the German looked at Elena with amazement, he did not expect to see her so sexy. I immediately noticed the surprised look on his face and it made me happy, I wanted him to understand that not only did he have a hot partner. Of course, when she got out of the RV, he didn't have any. He was wearing a short dress, shorter than Elena's, white, semi-transparent, which showed the shape of the thong she was wearing underneath. Over the neckline just enough to show off a nice, shapely, tanned breast. Even Elena was enchanted when she saw her, she was a beautiful woman, and she didn't rain on this. The German woman approached Elena, took her hand and let her into the camper to show him something, but we went to get pizzas. On our return, I was once again amazed when I saw the two women waiting for us, wearing make-up with the German flag painted on their faces, coloured with the official German colours on their breasts and wrapped in a flag.
- "What have you done? Have you changed nationalities?" I asked Elena, still stunned.
- "I have become German. Do you like me like this?" she replied amused.
- "Bravo," replied the enthusiastic German. "Long live Germany," she shouted aloud, raising a bottle of beer to the sky.
She took more bottles, poured them into large glasses and gave us each one and repeated the toast.
- "Long live Germany," we all repeated in chorus, we already seemed drunk even though we hadn't drunk yet.
The game began, the beer went down like a river, even Elena, who usually never drank a mug, because she thought it was bad to refuse. Not to mention the Germans who drank like water, I was able to hold my own for a while, but compared to the German, I was under a few mug. The game was fun, every time I missed, the two of them would stand up and swear in German. After several mugs, we did the same thing. Elena didn't understand anything, she didn't know anything about football, she did what the others did. At a certain point she was the loudest one in the group, taking the match director's words for every reason, in Italian and also with a few German words that she had been taught in the meantime. At the Swedish goal we silenced ourselves and spent about twenty minutes in silence. The second half began with the German goal that tied the match and made the whole village tremble, the screams came from every side and ours in the middle. We embraced each other warmly, jumping and cheering. The embrace was very intimate, the German woman jumped into her husband's arms first, immediately afterwards on me, clutching me with her long legs around her waist. I found myself with that goodness on me, I would have liked to put my face in the middle of those breasts but I stopped in time. In the meantime the tedescone had taken Elena, lifted her off the ground and was spinning her around. It all lasted only a few moments, but they were so intense that we didn't understand anything, we were overjoyed. To finish the two "Germans", they hugged each other covered by the German flag and began to jump and sing something in German, even though Elena threw words at them at random.
The game went on, Germany was playing really badly, if this was the result the Germans would have come out of the World Cup. The happiness of the two was fading away, at 90° they were resigned, but when, at 95° the German player scored 2-1, everything happened. There was a rumble, I thought for a moment I was in Germany, not Italy. The screams of joy came from all sides, just like the goal of the draw, we rejoiced for a long time hugging and holding each other. It was an immense joy for everyone. Germany was safe, or so it seemed.
The game was over, the pizzas were pure, the beer wasn't. We were all excited, we were still in for the win, it took us a while before we calmed down. Actually, for the German, everything was back to normal, I felt confused, I was holding the beer but I had drunk too much of it, even the German seemed to me high, although maybe she was also used to those rhythms, who was not used to it was Elena, who laughed for every little thing. After a few minutes that the game was over, in the camping they had opened the ballroom and the music could be heard all over the camping, so the German proposed to go dancing. Elena immediately accepted and the two of them walked in front of us and we followed them a little bit silently, but admiring them from behind in all their splendour. A few dozen metres later we looked at each other and smiled. When we saw those two, we were obviously thinking the same thing.
When we got there, the two of them immediately jumped onto the track, and everyone was admiring them. They danced and jumped around like crazy, caught up in the music and the booze. The dance floor immediately filled up, they were surrounded by several people, several couples and a few guys. As some guys approached our girlfriends, we threw ourselves on the dance floor and threw them at each other, starting to dance with them and making the others understand that those were our stuff. We danced for half an hour, the two of them went wild as never before, I had never seen Elena dance like that, she hated dancing. She jumped up and rubbed herself on me, she was tipsy but she knew what she was doing. We kissed with tongue in front of everyone, like it was a normal thing. Then she turned around and rubbed me with her ass on her cock already dressed. The music changed and the German girl pulled Elena, they danced together, rubbing and jumping, until once again the music changed and this time we found each other's partner in front of us. The German woman put her hands around my neck and started to move a few inches away from me, lowering herself and then climbing up again. Elena saw the scene and did the same with the tedescone, only rather than stopping, her leg was in the middle of his thighs and her leg was crawling against his package, which was already hard. Then he turned his back to her and rubbed himself with his butt on the package, going down and up. More than a dance it was like being in front of a porn set, their movements, their rubbing, it was all tremendously exciting, so that after that dance we decided to leave and return to our camp. When we got to the post, the German said she had to go to the bathroom and asked Elena to accompany her, while the German invited me to a last beer. Sitting next to each other, we enjoyed that ice-cold beer which, given the hot and boiling evening, calmed us down for a few moments. Yes, a few, because when the two of them returned, the heat increased, in fact the two of them had thought well to play a nice game. Sitting in front of their partner, they had crossed their legs and, after a glance of understanding, they opened them, just long enough for us to understand that they were no longer wearing underwear.
The German man exclaimed something out loud when he saw that scene, I was astonished, I couldn't believe it. The two laughed, that was the result they wanted to achieve, then the German got up and approached her man, kissed him and in the meantime a hand went to look for her already tough member. She helped herself with the other hand and unbuckled the man's shorts, pulled him down, did the same with her boxer shorts and then knelt down in front of him. He just stood there for a moment and made that tough guy disappear into his mouth. Elena and I watched that scene, after a moment of hesitation Elena let go and did the same with me. We found ourselves sitting there, with a beer in our hands and the two women on their knees sucking our dicks, a fantastic scene.
I helped Elena with my free hand to better take my dick in her mouth, pushing the back of her neck all the way down. The German really liked that movement and did the same with hers, even if after a while she broke away from her husband's member and watched Elena get busy. Seen observed Elena slowed down the movement and then stopped completely, once again the two women looked at each other, so the German took Elena's hand and made him hold her husband's cock. Elena masturbated both of us for a few seconds, it was unusual for her, she had never had two cocks in her hand at the same time and above all she had never touched another one in my presence. She looked at me with that sinful look, as if to ask me forgiveness, I actually knew what she was looking for, she wanted a nod from me. He nodded and gave her the go-ahead. So the German woman, having understood everything, took Elena's head and pushed it on her husband's cock that Elena started to lick and suck with all her will. Freed mine from Elena's hand, the German took care of it, doing the same. Seeing Elena, kneeling in front of me, sucking a dick different from mine of a man who, by the way, was pushing her head down hard, provoked me a pinch of jealousy and anger and to take revenge I let off steam on that woman who was blowing me, so I grabbed her by the hair and held her still and fucked her mouth with force. A few moments later, however, the German woman got up and sat on top of me, pointed her cock in her pussy and in one blow she went down, penetrating. She started to move like a madwoman, those two tits that I had previously dreamed of were now at my disposal, so I pulled down my dress and threw myself with my face in the middle, licking them and biting his nipples. Elena saw the scene, she wanted to do the same, but the German stopped us all. It was better to move, after all we were in the open air, whoever had passed by at that moment could see everything. So we got into the camper, sat on the bed and shared it and continued what we were doing outside. The German girl jumped on my cock, every time she got a shot, it was a cry of pleasure. Elena, who hadn't yet had the pleasure of being penetrated, waited for the tedescone to pull down her dress, to lie down on the bed and at that moment she finally had the pleasure of fucking him. She placed that member right in the pussy and in a moment she let herself be invaded by that hard and big member, jumping on it. We let the girls penetrate themselves with our members, then eager to fuck her from behind, I pulled the German girl apart and put her at the foot of the bed like a sheep. Standing up, I fucked her better, giving more strength to the blows I pierced her, I heard her scream and this gave me even more pleasure. For her part Elena was quieter, she had always been quieter during our relations, she enjoyed in silence, but she enjoyed it and I was sure of that. Perhaps the German, however, didn't think the same way and thinking that she wasn't enjoying enough, he put her to sheep too and began to bang her with strength and decision. It was difficult for her to keep that enjoyment inside, she had to scream and let herself go, so much the pleasure she felt. He was banging her hard, every blow was strong, his balls were banging against her, he was smashing her and that made me even more excited. Tired of penetrating that beautiful pussy, I stuck my finger in the ass of the German girl who didn't object so much, while I continued to fuck her, I started to lubricate her and when I finally thought she was ready, I fucked her in one blow making her scream with pleasure. Elena heard the German woman's different scream, turned around and realized that I was fucking her, worrying that the German could do the same with her, but said nothing. So far he was just fucking her in the pussy, and that was enough for her. But her concern turned out to be right a few moments later.
- "No, not in the ass," Elena screamed, feeling the tip of the member of the German who strongly wanted to enter her hole.
The man stopped, looked at me and I, with a hint of regret, made him understand that he didn't take it. So he decided to let it go and continued to fuck her in the pussy changing different positions. The first one to come was me, so caught up in that wonderful ass I let go, not before I got out of it and stuck my dick in her face. I came up against her pretty face, which I soiled with all my desire. A few seconds later the German did the same thing to Elena, coming on her face too. That's how we ended that wonderful evening, leaving our wives full of white dripping cream on their faces, exhausted and exhausted.
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It had been years since my wife and I had been to one, although we both loved sleeping in tents, living the adventure in nature, so given the warm weather and the holidays still far away, we had arranged to go and spend a few days in a campsite. We took the tent and everything we needed we reached the place we wanted so much, reached which we were assigned the pitch. The place next to ours was already occupied by someone who certainly did not make occasional camping, given how well equipped they were. In fact they had a caravan, veranda, kitchen area with fridge and various stoves, barbecue area, etc.. etc... We, on the other hand, had a 4-seater tent and a small gazebo, nothing in comparison but considering that there were two of us and we had to stay there one night it was already a lot. We arrived on Saturday morning and immediately began to set up the tent and gazebo, we were so fast to be able to have a couple of hours to go to the beach before lunchtime, so we put on our costumes we moved to the beach and returned shortly afterwards to our station. When we arrived we could finally see who our neighbors were and surprise ... they were just two Germans, sexting, at least that, they could be about our age. He was a very tall guy, about 190, blond, not too fit, he was rightly bare-chested, showing off two not bad pecs, big thighs like a footballer, one of those that girls like a lot. Her, a model. Blonde, long hair, blue eyes, under that light dress that covered her up to the middle of her thigh you could tell she had a nice slender physique and not bad at all and then, not as tall as her partner, but about ten inches less, like me.
I watched them secretly, I pointed them out to Elena, my wife, who stayed a few seconds staring at them enchanted.
- "Not bad, eh?" I said, smiling and breaking my wife's spell.
- "Nice couple," she said, pretending nothing happened.
We took the ready-made lunch we had brought from home and sat down to eat it around our little camping table, every now and then I looked at the pitch next door and saw that the two Germans were sometimes watching us and confabulating something incomprehensible. After our sad lunch, we relaxed on our deckchairs when at a certain point the two approached, carrying a small tray of biscuits from their area. They offered them to us as a token of friendship, speaking in a not bad Italian among other things. We accepted them willingly, after all in the campsites you also go to make friends and meet other people, then there was also the fact that we were next door, then, it seemed right to accept them and reciprocate with some cold coffee that we had brought from home and they also accepted willingly. We chatted for a good half hour, at the end of which they went back to their pitch and we went into our tent to rest for a while.
- "But, kind Germans, come on, I thought worse," I said to Elena.
- "Yes, in fact, he's also a nice and cheerful guy. She didn't say much," replied my wife.
- "No, come on, she's very nice too", I said smiling, alluding to another kind of sympathy.
- "If so, I see what kind of sympathy you're referring to. I saw the way you looked at her," she replied with a touch of jealousy.
- "Oh, stop it. What about you? If I wasn't there and he didn't have that neighbor, you would have jumped on him gladly."
- "What are you talking about? Are you crazy? I would never do something like that, and you know it," she answered half angry.
- "I know, I know. I'm joking."
In fact, it was true, my wife would never do that with another man. She was far too loyal. I'd offered her a trade several times in joking, but I'd always been told to fuck off. She would only allow me to do it if he was Raul Bova or Brad Pitt, in that case she could have talked about it, but she only said it because she knew it was impossible to do it.
We rested in the tent a few minutes, it was too hot and so we moved outside, each on his own deckchair, meanwhile next door they were talking and laughing too loudly, so much so that we couldn't sleep. She passed in front of us a couple of times, wearing a transparent sundress that covered her bathing suit, almost parading, to go to the bathroom to wash the dishes, and every time she passed it was impossible not to look at her, but I had to do it secretly so that Elena wouldn't notice too much. On the way back it was him who passed us, in this case I took a look at Elena and I noticed that she also threw her eye out and then closed them immediately after.
After an hour or so we took our things and moved back to the beach and then returned a few hours later. I went first to take a shower, when I came back it was Elena's turn and I threw myself on the deckchair to relax. At that moment I heard the commentary of a game, I turned around and saw that the German had the TV on and was watching a World Cup game. He noticed that at that moment I was watching him and immediately invited me to watch the game with him, so I joined him, after all there was nothing wrong, rather than wait lying down Elena for half an hour at least I would have seen a bit of the game. The guy at my arrival made me sit down and immediately gave me a beer, so between a sip and another we talked about football, how the World Cup had gone up to that moment, he mocked me for the lack of qualification of Italy and Germany that would have played in the evening. At that moment the idea that I had formed about the Germans up to that day was confirmed, reminding me of how arrogant they were and how superior they felt. But I didn't feel like fighting, I could have very well reminded them of all the times we had thrown them out at the World Cup, but I preferred to shut up and watch that game while I enjoyed that good German beer. We didn't really care much about the game, we talked about many other things, always football. He told me he was a huge fan of Bayern Munich, that his wife was a fan too, but Borussia Dortmund and the rivalry in the family whenever the two teams played against each other. He told me that he met her in a pub one night when there was a match between their two teams and that they had made a bet that if her team lost she would have to go out with him that very night.
- "And how did the game end?" I asked.
- "You ask her?" he said, smiling.
The German girl was coming back from the showers at the time, wearing a towel that covered her under her butt, leaving those beautiful long legs on display. She had wet hair and a few drops of water still on her body, which made her even more sexy and beautiful than she already was. When I saw her popping up like that I was suddenly amazed and hypnotized by such beauty. The man said something to his wife in German, presumably what we were talking about. She smiled and answered.
- "Borussia lost and I had to spend the night with him."
He broke into a noisy laugh and raised his glass as if to toast with me. I smiled and did the same, accepting the toast, then she got into the camper.
- "That was the best night of my life," she added quietly, letting me know what had happened.
After the first half, I got up to greet him and said I had to get ready to leave. He asked me where we were going and so I told him what the program we had decided with Elena was, which was to get out of the camp by bike and eat a pizza in the nearby village, nothing important. At that moment he said something in German to his wife who smiled and agreed.
- "Germany is playing tonight, why don't you watch the game with us. Let's eat pizza together here."
I was surprised by that request. I didn't know what to say. After all, I liked the invitation, to go out on my bike and reach the country, I didn't really want to, then I also looked at the expression of her who seemed happy about it, so I took some time and told them that I would talk about it with Elena.
- "Come on, it's nice if you come", she replied with a smile that lit up her beautiful face.
How could you say no to a great pussy like that, if it wasn't for Elena I would have immediately accepted, but knowing my wife and her hatred for football, I didn't want to give him a certainty and so I told them that I would let him know.
I waited for Elena to come back with her beautiful bathrobe on, nothing to do with the German girl, but she too, with her beautiful wet hair, was making a dirty impression. Too bad it wasn't dirty, or rather, it was only dirty with me. I told Elena what had happened while she was in there taking a shower and the Germans' proposal.
- "Watching the game? Come on, it's boring," she answered immediately.
- "And I know, but today they're going to play the game everywhere, in any club. It's the World Cup and it's full of Germans here. Rather than getting bored inside a pizzeria, probably a hot one, at least we are in the company of someone we know a little bit," I replied, trying to make it catastrophic to convince her.
Elena thought about it for a few minutes, then she answered.
- "Forget the game, I know why you want to see her with them, for that blonde there".
- "What are you talking about? You said they're nice. And then there's always the blonde for you", I answered joking.
- "Still? Will you stop it? Anyway, it's fine. I don't want to make you bored, it means I'm bored."
- "You won't be bored, it'll be a fun evening."
Happy as a child for Elena's answer, I went to give the verdict to the Germans who were very happy and thanked Elena from afar. We made arrangements for when to meet, the appointment was for 7.30 p.m., so we'd have time to pick up pizzas and watch the game that started at 8 p.m.
Inside the tent Elena asked me what to wear, she showed me a shorts with a T-shirt, a long light dress or a short dark dress, a bit tight. Of course I advised her the third option, after all my wife had a nice body, even if a small breast, and I didn't mind at all that she wore something sexier. As agreed we moved to them at the appointed time, when we arrived the German looked at Elena with amazement, he did not expect to see her so sexy. I immediately noticed the surprised look on his face and it made me happy, I wanted him to understand that not only did he have a hot partner. Of course, when she got out of the RV, he didn't have any. He was wearing a short dress, shorter than Elena's, white, semi-transparent, which showed the shape of the thong she was wearing underneath. Over the neckline just enough to show off a nice, shapely, tanned breast. Even Elena was enchanted when she saw her, she was a beautiful woman, and she didn't rain on this. The German woman approached Elena, took her hand and let her into the camper to show him something, but we went to get pizzas. On our return, I was once again amazed when I saw the two women waiting for us, wearing make-up with the German flag painted on their faces, coloured with the official German colours on their breasts and wrapped in a flag.
- "What have you done? Have you changed nationalities?" I asked Elena, still stunned.
- "I have become German. Do you like me like this?" she replied amused.
- "Bravo," replied the enthusiastic German. "Long live Germany," she shouted aloud, raising a bottle of beer to the sky.
She took more bottles, poured them into large glasses and gave us each one and repeated the toast.
- "Long live Germany," we all repeated in chorus, we already seemed drunk even though we hadn't drunk yet.
The game began, the beer went down like a river, even Elena, who usually never drank a mug, because she thought it was bad to refuse. Not to mention the Germans who drank like water, I was able to hold my own for a while, but compared to the German, I was under a few mug. The game was fun, every time I missed, the two of them would stand up and swear in German. After several mugs, we did the same thing. Elena didn't understand anything, she didn't know anything about football, she did what the others did. At a certain point she was the loudest one in the group, taking the match director's words for every reason, in Italian and also with a few German words that she had been taught in the meantime. At the Swedish goal we silenced ourselves and spent about twenty minutes in silence. The second half began with the German goal that tied the match and made the whole village tremble, the screams came from every side and ours in the middle. We embraced each other warmly, jumping and cheering. The embrace was very intimate, the German woman jumped into her husband's arms first, immediately afterwards on me, clutching me with her long legs around her waist. I found myself with that goodness on me, I would have liked to put my face in the middle of those breasts but I stopped in time. In the meantime the tedescone had taken Elena, lifted her off the ground and was spinning her around. It all lasted only a few moments, but they were so intense that we didn't understand anything, we were overjoyed. To finish the two "Germans", they hugged each other covered by the German flag and began to jump and sing something in German, even though Elena threw words at them at random.
The game went on, Germany was playing really badly, if this was the result the Germans would have come out of the World Cup. The happiness of the two was fading away, at 90° they were resigned, but when, at 95° the German player scored 2-1, everything happened. There was a rumble, I thought for a moment I was in Germany, not Italy. The screams of joy came from all sides, just like the goal of the draw, we rejoiced for a long time hugging and holding each other. It was an immense joy for everyone. Germany was safe, or so it seemed.
The game was over, the pizzas were pure, the beer wasn't. We were all excited, we were still in for the win, it took us a while before we calmed down. Actually, for the German, everything was back to normal, I felt confused, I was holding the beer but I had drunk too much of it, even the German seemed to me high, although maybe she was also used to those rhythms, who was not used to it was Elena, who laughed for every little thing. After a few minutes that the game was over, in the camping they had opened the ballroom and the music could be heard all over the camping, so the German proposed to go dancing. Elena immediately accepted and the two of them walked in front of us and we followed them a little bit silently, but admiring them from behind in all their splendour. A few dozen metres later we looked at each other and smiled. When we saw those two, we were obviously thinking the same thing.
When we got there, the two of them immediately jumped onto the track, and everyone was admiring them. They danced and jumped around like crazy, caught up in the music and the booze. The dance floor immediately filled up, they were surrounded by several people, several couples and a few guys. As some guys approached our girlfriends, we threw ourselves on the dance floor and threw them at each other, starting to dance with them and making the others understand that those were our stuff. We danced for half an hour, the two of them went wild as never before, I had never seen Elena dance like that, she hated dancing. She jumped up and rubbed herself on me, she was tipsy but she knew what she was doing. We kissed with tongue in front of everyone, like it was a normal thing. Then she turned around and rubbed me with her ass on her cock already dressed. The music changed and the German girl pulled Elena, they danced together, rubbing and jumping, until once again the music changed and this time we found each other's partner in front of us. The German woman put her hands around my neck and started to move a few inches away from me, lowering herself and then climbing up again. Elena saw the scene and did the same with the tedescone, only rather than stopping, her leg was in the middle of his thighs and her leg was crawling against his package, which was already hard. Then he turned his back to her and rubbed himself with his butt on the package, going down and up. More than a dance it was like being in front of a porn set, their movements, their rubbing, it was all tremendously exciting, so that after that dance we decided to leave and return to our camp. When we got to the post, the German said she had to go to the bathroom and asked Elena to accompany her, while the German invited me to a last beer. Sitting next to each other, we enjoyed that ice-cold beer which, given the hot and boiling evening, calmed us down for a few moments. Yes, a few, because when the two of them returned, the heat increased, in fact the two of them had thought well to play a nice game. Sitting in front of their partner, they had crossed their legs and, after a glance of understanding, they opened them, just long enough for us to understand that they were no longer wearing underwear.
The German man exclaimed something out loud when he saw that scene, I was astonished, I couldn't believe it. The two laughed, that was the result they wanted to achieve, then the German got up and approached her man, kissed him and in the meantime a hand went to look for her already tough member. She helped herself with the other hand and unbuckled the man's shorts, pulled him down, did the same with her boxer shorts and then knelt down in front of him. He just stood there for a moment and made that tough guy disappear into his mouth. Elena and I watched that scene, after a moment of hesitation Elena let go and did the same with me. We found ourselves sitting there, with a beer in our hands and the two women on their knees sucking our dicks, a fantastic scene.
I helped Elena with my free hand to better take my dick in her mouth, pushing the back of her neck all the way down. The German really liked that movement and did the same with hers, even if after a while she broke away from her husband's member and watched Elena get busy. Seen observed Elena slowed down the movement and then stopped completely, once again the two women looked at each other, so the German took Elena's hand and made him hold her husband's cock. Elena masturbated both of us for a few seconds, it was unusual for her, she had never had two cocks in her hand at the same time and above all she had never touched another one in my presence. She looked at me with that sinful look, as if to ask me forgiveness, I actually knew what she was looking for, she wanted a nod from me. He nodded and gave her the go-ahead. So the German woman, having understood everything, took Elena's head and pushed it on her husband's cock that Elena started to lick and suck with all her will. Freed mine from Elena's hand, the German took care of it, doing the same. Seeing Elena, kneeling in front of me, sucking a dick different from mine of a man who, by the way, was pushing her head down hard, provoked me a pinch of jealousy and anger and to take revenge I let off steam on that woman who was blowing me, so I grabbed her by the hair and held her still and fucked her mouth with force. A few moments later, however, the German woman got up and sat on top of me, pointed her cock in her pussy and in one blow she went down, penetrating. She started to move like a madwoman, those two tits that I had previously dreamed of were now at my disposal, so I pulled down my dress and threw myself with my face in the middle, licking them and biting his nipples. Elena saw the scene, she wanted to do the same, but the German stopped us all. It was better to move, after all we were in the open air, whoever had passed by at that moment could see everything. So we got into the camper, sat on the bed and shared it and continued what we were doing outside. The German girl jumped on my cock, every time she got a shot, it was a cry of pleasure. Elena, who hadn't yet had the pleasure of being penetrated, waited for the tedescone to pull down her dress, to lie down on the bed and at that moment she finally had the pleasure of fucking him. She placed that member right in the pussy and in a moment she let herself be invaded by that hard and big member, jumping on it. We let the girls penetrate themselves with our members, then eager to fuck her from behind, I pulled the German girl apart and put her at the foot of the bed like a sheep. Standing up, I fucked her better, giving more strength to the blows I pierced her, I heard her scream and this gave me even more pleasure. For her part Elena was quieter, she had always been quieter during our relations, she enjoyed in silence, but she enjoyed it and I was sure of that. Perhaps the German, however, didn't think the same way and thinking that she wasn't enjoying enough, he put her to sheep too and began to bang her with strength and decision. It was difficult for her to keep that enjoyment inside, she had to scream and let herself go, so much the pleasure she felt. He was banging her hard, every blow was strong, his balls were banging against her, he was smashing her and that made me even more excited. Tired of penetrating that beautiful pussy, I stuck my finger in the ass of the German girl who didn't object so much, while I continued to fuck her, I started to lubricate her and when I finally thought she was ready, I fucked her in one blow making her scream with pleasure. Elena heard the German woman's different scream, turned around and realized that I was fucking her, worrying that the German could do the same with her, but said nothing. So far he was just fucking her in the pussy, and that was enough for her. But her concern turned out to be right a few moments later.
- "No, not in the ass," Elena screamed, feeling the tip of the member of the German who strongly wanted to enter her hole.
The man stopped, looked at me and I, with a hint of regret, made him understand that he didn't take it. So he decided to let it go and continued to fuck her in the pussy changing different positions. The first one to come was me, so caught up in that wonderful ass I let go, not before I got out of it and stuck my dick in her face. I came up against her pretty face, which I soiled with all my desire. A few seconds later the German did the same thing to Elena, coming on her face too. That's how we ended that wonderful evening, leaving our wives full of white dripping cream on their faces, exhausted and exhausted.
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