We are on the final leg of our travels through Scandinavia, on the busy, overnight ferry from Oslo to Copenhagen.
We are looking forward to our stay in Denmark. Recent population surveys reveal that it is one of the few countries where sex in public is not illegal. Over 60% of adults have one-night stands, and have sex together in unusual places.
When I mention this to Charlotte, she knowingly smiles back. “Well then, a ferry ranks as an unusual place. I wonder what we can both expect?"
We check into our comfortable executive cabin, complete with a double bed, en-suite shower and large panoramic windows which overlook the ocean.
Charlotte unpacks and gets dressed for drinks and dinner, while I pour her a glass of white wine.
She's chosen one of her liveliest dresses, a blue, sparkly, tight-fitting little number that shows off her slim, long legs, hangs just above her pretty knees, and hugs her trim, athletic body.
As is the case on all of our winter evenings out, she wears crotch-less tights and no panties, and makes a point of raising her dress in front of me, opening her legs so I can see her perfect little exposed cunt.
She pouts. "Like what you see? Maybe I'll end up showing my little pussy to others tonight." She playfully pats my cheek and continues, "And you could watch."
A single glass of wine has gone to her head and I know where this could lead. We head for the bar on the deck above our cabin. Groups of deep, comfortable, tub-shaped chairs, set around low tables, are bathed in a purple light, giving the overall impression of a downtown night club.
The place is already busy with smartly dressed couples, and soft music is playing unobtrusively in the background.
We are lucky to get a table in the corner, and the young barman, smartly dressed in a black waistcoat and white shirt, brings our drinks.
Good looking barmen are always a turn on for Charlotte, so his arrival is a prompt to stretch out her legs and tease him, as he pours us two glasses of chilled Sauvignon.
He places the wine bottle in an ice bucket, his gaze very obviously fixed on her long legs, and Charlotte makes a very discreet, but deliberate move to slightly open them to him, causing the fabric of her dress to move up her thighs.
They exchange a brief smile, and I can tell Charlotte is heating up with her dangerous and provocative thoughts.
Charlotte and I toast each other. "Here's to a fun and carefree journey to Copenhagen."
With a twinkle in her eye, Charlotte replies, "From what I hear, we should call it naughty land."
She sits back in her chair, pushing herself deeper into it, and allowing the thin fabric of her skirt to ride up higher along her thighs. Her long, elegant legs, slightly parted, stretch out in front of her.
She winks at me. "We're going to have to behave like locals, darling. Whatever is good for them is good for us."
It seems the whole passenger list has congregated for drinks, and the bar is becoming crowded.
From nowhere, a young man approaches our table and smiles down at us. I can tell he takes in the sight of Charlotte in her tight fitting dress, reclining deeply into her chair, her long painted fingers holding a chilled glass of wine.
He addresses us both in broken English, but his gaze remains firmly on Charlotte's body. "Excuse me please. My wife and me, we hope we could share sitting here. It is very busy you see."
He's a tall man, younger than us by a good 20 years, immaculately dressed in a light-toned grey shirt, tight chinos and a smart, dark, buttoned-up jacket. His hair is longish and light and, as Charlotte was to remark moments later, he has piercing blue eyes to complete the overall Scandinavian looks.
Charlotte is quick to reply on behalf of us both. "Of course, yes, please do sit here with us."
She moves her legs to let him into the space between us, and his gazing eyes barely leave her body.
The young man beckons over to his wife who strolls towards us. She is wearing a loose-fit, short, wool skirt, a buttoned-up sweater, and fashionable, heavy-duty leather boots. She is tall and thin, with cropped blond hair, a pretty, delicate, elfin face, a pert ass, and legs that seem to go on forever.
I can appreciate they make a good looking and stylish couple, and I sense Charlotte, smiling at them both, feels the same way.
I pull two chairs closer to our table and watch them sit down.
The man puts his hand out. "My name is Erick, and this is my wife Alma."
We shake hands.
They are both classically Nordic. Tall, slim, blond, well groomed and instantly friendly. It is as if we already know them as close friends, and our age difference does not matter. They tell us they are recently married, both qualified accountants with a large International firm based in Copenhagen, and are returning to their home after a long weekend.
Alma smiles at us and asks, “Did you enjoy Oslo? Did you try the famous group sauna? It's the thing to do in Norway, and we have the same in Denmark."
Charlotte smiles back, adjusting her dress slightly, pulling it tight against her body and stretching the fabric across her neat, prominent tits. She is enjoying this. "We tried the salt sauna in Oslo. Quite an experience. It felt like a huge party where everyone was in the nude. We had planned a visit to the main town sauna in Copenhagen old town. Do you know it?"
The couple laugh. "Salt is great for meeting new people and a bit naughty also. The old town sauna, that's very famous for the locals. You English always are a bit delicate when it comes to nudity, no?"
Erick leans across to tap Charlotte's stockinged thigh. "I can imagine you both feel fine in a sauna. Yes?"
Charlotte smiles as she crosses her legs, her hand adjusting the fabric of her dress along the top of her thigh. I note this is a very deliberate move on her part, and a response to Erick's laying of his hand. "Yes, I think Jack and I feel mostly quite relaxed."
I'm aware Erick is staring at her, taking in her long legs and trim body. I think maybe he rather fancies slightly older women, and he's not shy in showing it. What could be running through his mind, as his wife chats freely to us?
Shamelessly Alma continues, and momentarily rests her hand on mine. "You both must look good in a sauna together I think."
They are flirtatiously engaging us both, and Charlotte and I are happy to go along with the mildly erotic chat.
Erick smiles at us both. "Have you seen the lights in the sky tonight? You must come and look. It is so special."
He rises and beckons a waiter.
"For this experience, we need Aquavit."
He helps both Charlotte and Alma from their chairs, and linking their arms in his, leads us to the glass doorway which opens up to the outside deck.
Along from the deck, opposite a view of the sea, is a large wooden bench recliner, and resting on top are three heavy fur-lined woolen rugs.
Erick guides us to sit down, placing Charlotte and I together with Alma alongside me. She snuggles down and pulls the rugs over us.
Moments later Erik returns, cradling a large bottle of pale-coloured Aquavit in his arms. He stands over us and pours four iced glasses to the brim, handing them to each of us. He bolts down his own, and then slips his body in and under the covers, and up alongside Charlotte.
We lie in a row, gazing towards the sky, giggling at the cold, the alcohol, the closeness, and the slight frisson of shared excitement.
Alma, peering intently at the night sky, whispers in a serious tone, "Now we must concentrate."
Erick joins in. "Yes, very quiet as we all look for the lights. The alcohol will warm us."
He reaches over and pours us all another shot.
These Scandinavians know how to drink, and the alcohol slowly seeps through our bodies and warms us.
The air is freezing and we keep our arms and hands under the covers.
I sense the alcohol has washed into Charlotte's body and she is beginning to feel restless and playful, fuelled by the drink, the group body warmth, and the beginning of early stage arousal as we share our body space with attractive strangers. I know Charlotte is thinking that this togetherness is an opportunity for some erotic mischief with our new-found friends, and I'm not going to discourage it.
Her breathing intensifies as she slowly moves her right hand over my crotch, letting it linger there a moment, and then her fingers playfully fumble with the zipper on my trousers. I can feel my cock growing, straining upwards against the fabric of my trousers. I move my hand to rest it on her silky tights, then, slowly pushing the fabric of her dress upwards along her leg, up to her hips, towards her naked crotch.
Her fingers quietly pull down my trouser zipper and helpfully, I raise my hips just enough for her to pull them open and let my cock fully stiffen as it unfurls into the palm of her hand.
Erick looks over to us and raises his eyebrows.
He smiles, downing his shot. "It's nice, yes?"
Next to me Alma has become aware of what is going on and whispers into my ear, "Your wife is having a special time now. Maybe we all do, yes? We can all get naked, have fun together and watch each other play."
With that she runs her hand down my bare thigh, pulling the trousers and my pants further down my legs, down to my ankles, and I kick them off so they fall to the ground.
Next to me, Charlotte's fingers have made my cock hard and stiff, as it bulges up the fur cover, creating an impressive mound. Looking across, I see Erick has unbuttoned her dress, and is easing it up above her waist, exposing her naked, round tits and their stiff brown nipples.
Unresisting, she lets him slip the dress off her shoulders, and he tosses it to the side of the bench. She lies naked with her crotch-less tights and bare pussy, still playing with my stiff cock, as she leans over to give Erick an open mouthed, wet kiss, her tongue licking his lips.
Sandwiched between Erick and my body warmth, her legs widen open, one of them lying over my bare leg, the other towards Erick, opening up and exposing her crotch and her dampening pussy lips.
I can sense he has moved his hand to her cunt and is fingering her, slipping two fingers across her pussy opening.
As I watch with a growing erection, she groans faintly, and bites her lip in anticipation of an orgasm.
Erick gives me a nod, as if asking for approval. I nod back and take a sneaky look under the covers. With his free hand, he unfastens his trousers, pulls them to his knees and reveals his long erect cock that curves into the air above his thick pubic hairs. He is clearly proud of his enormous member. Charlotte's left hand reaches for Erick's cock and wraps itself around it, so she now has a stiff, hot prick in each hand, wanking them together.
Next to me, her eyes bulging with anticipation and excitement, Alma gives a sexy moan. As she watches us, she is fingering herself, and then reaches over to place her free hand on top of Charlotte's. They are both wanking me off, a pair of slim-fingered hands rubbing my sticky shaft. They take it in turns to cup my swollen balls and run their fingers through my thick pubic hair.
Letting go briefly, and with one swift move, Alma pulls off her sweater and slips her skirt down to her ankles. I see she is completely naked underneath, revealing a slim, tight body with small, pert tits, dark nipples, a flat stomach and a pretty shaved pussy.
She climbs her toned body on top of me, then rolls over, wedging herself between Charlotte and me. As she does so, she lets her small, erect nipples rub themselves against Charlotte's larger breasts. She moves her nude body against Charlotte and glides herself and her breasts against Charlotte's open mouth.
Alma has one hand on my oozing prick, while the other drifts towards her husband's hand as he fingers Charlotte's pussy.
Looking directly at me, she whispers, "Now you let me also play with your wife's lovely pussy. Erick has made it nice and wet for my fingers to slip in. You can look, and show me how you make your cock even stronger and harder while you watch me play with your wife."
I think to myself there is nothing more erotic than watching this young little woman play with Charlotte, tease her and finger her cunt. The perfect fantasy we both have often talked about. I try hard to stop myself cumming.
She eases two long, slim fingers alongside Erick's and into Charlotte's cunt, and they both masturbate her together, the cum juices oozing from her open slit.
Alma leans into me. “Now you put your English fingers in me, please. I think you like a young body like me. Show me what an English man can do. Use your hand, play with my shaved little wet crack, and make me cum."
She bends her knees and opens her legs, and I feel my way into her naked, wet pussy lips, parting them, and sliding my middle finger into the sticky warmth.
She sighs. “Yes, go faster, be dirty. Let your big English fingers make me cum.”
I pump my wet finger into her, moving it deeply between the fleshy folds of her shaved pussy as she squirms her tight little body and pushes her hips into my hand.
Under the heavy covers and the cold night sky we play with one another. We've pulled each other's clothes off, and they lie in a pile at the end of the bench. We're a tumble of naked bodies, feeling each other, giggling and masturbating, the heady scent of mixed cum juices in the night air.
We are all nude and breathless, erect cocks and oozing, wet cunts heaving together.
Still with my cum covered finger slipping in and out of her wet crack, Alma bends over and licks Charlotte's lips before giving her a mouthful of her little tongue.
She breathes heavily as she speaks. "Now, you like what we do in Denmark. We all have fun together, and you can be a slut wife like I am. I love your English pussy. It feels wet and hot to me, and I'm going to make you cum. I love your husband's fingers also, you can watch him play with me and my little pussy. We can't leave Erick out of our fun, so now let's you and me play with his strong, long and hard cock together."
Charlotte lets go of my erection, as Alma leans over and grabs her husband's stiff prick. She wraps her hand around Charlotte's fingers.
I watch, taking my erection in my hand, as the two women masturbate Erick's erect prick. I watch as the semen oozes from its shiny tip and dribbles down between their slim fingers.
Alma leans into Erick's crotch. “Now you can both watch us. I give him a special present."
She bends her head down, brushes her hair back and opens her mouth to a pretty pout. Wrapping her moist, pink lips around his large and solid prick, she pushes it deep into her open mouth, her saliva mixing with his cum juices as it dribbles down her chin and onto his balls.
Charlotte and I watch, each playing with ourselves. We masturbate eagerly, quickly and violently, Charlotte's fingers deep in her pussy, my hand rubbing my still erect cock.
Pushing myself up on my elbows, I climb on top of her and slide my long, stiff prick into her cum-soaked cunt, pushing it in where Alma's fingers have been playing, all the way up to my swollen balls.
Charlotte bends her knees for me, widening herself up, and I fuck her open pussy, thrusting my cock in and out as we both watch Alma. She slides her mouth up and down Erick's throbbing and stiff prick, her cheeks bulging, as the warm juices run down his shaft and coat her pretty little chin.
With a smile and a glance towards us, Alma moves to straddle Erick's waist. Leaning herself down onto him, her small tits brush his open mouth as she rocks back and forth. She grabs his wet erection by the hand and guides it into her sticky, glistening vagina. Holding her waist with both hands, he pushes himself into her slim body, stretching her bare pussy lips wide.
Alma swings her lithe body to and fro, letting Erick's long curved prick slide in and out of her, the cum juices from both of them oozing from her cunt and glistening on the shaft of his stiff knob.
I pump my dick into Charlotte. We are highly aroused as we both watch the young Danish couple rub their naked bodies against each other. Our hands move over to fondle and caress their warm flesh, our fingers exploring their nakedness as we fuck together.
I fondle Alma's little, pert tits and Charlotte rubs a hand along Erick's pubic hairs, where his cock is entering Alma's pussy, and where their sticky cum is trickling.
Erick cries out. "We love this, all together, we finger, we lick and we fuck."
He comes quickly, his semen coating Alma's cheeks as she slides down his body. At the same time, I pull out of Charlotte's oozing cunt and let her wank me till I shoot my load. It splatters over her tummy and the inside of the woolen rug, and I watch Alma lean over and coat her fingers with my cum before she wipes it over Charlotte's tits.
Alma and Erick are quick to compose themselves and, as they slip their clothes back on, seem to laugh off the experience as no more than a normal practice.
As they head back inside, Erick calls to us, “Welcome to liberated Denmark, my English friends. Think of us when you fuck together, or when you are next in a sauna, both naked. You can both make yourselves cum when you think of Alma and me."
