Every word of this story is true. It tells you about the first real summer holiday we spent together. It was back in the year 2008. Just the two of us, no little ones, no pets, no others to distract us from each other.

We bought a small tent and many other things someone needs when going to a campground for the very first time. Sleeping bags, inflatable bed, cooking equipment and everything else you need for such a holiday. We spent a small fortune on buying many things we did not need in the end as well. Many of you readers might recognise this from own experience.

Anyway, we were thinking about driving to the South of France and spend something like two weeks down there. A bit of sun, some time to relax and step away for a minute from a stressful phase in our lives.
No reservation was made, we just decided to figure out where we would like to stay by just looking around the area. So, “stay when we like it”, also depending on the weather, or “drive more South” when we feel better spots are ahead of us.

We left Amsterdam in the middle of the evening and drove via beautiful Belgium and lovely Luxembourg into fabulous France. Since we were driving during late evening and nighttime, we did not see much of that. But from earlier visits we knew the beauty of these countries.
In the North of France, we found a Parking next to a gas station at the Péage. It was around 2am. The Parking was quiet, only few trucks were there with closed curtains. We parked the car not far away from a streetlight, but not too close. We laid back the chairs with the intention to take a nap. Then suddenly I felt a warm hand pulling down the zipper of my shorts. “First I got to thank you for driving me all the way here”, she said. “Part one of this journey is almost done”. Then she moved her head to a part of my body that kept on growing. Part one of our journey finished with an unforgettable blow job. When done she said: “Okay, now it is time for a nap before we move on!”.

After less than three hours of sleep we woke up, brushed our teeth, had a croissant and hit the road again. The famous “Route de Soleil” brought us into the right direction. Going South. Closer to the Mediterranean Sea, closer to Summer vibes. By the end of the afternoon we arrived somewhere in the center of the French Ardèche area. A nice and sunny environment with small rivers, lots of green trees and a lovely village with cozy restaurants and shops. A great place to relax and enjoy our first summer holiday together. We looked around and found a nice small campground with clean facilities to stay.

When cleaning up some of my old hard drives I found a number of photos from this amazing holiday. Brought me back in time, made me close my eyes and dream away for a moment.
It brought me back to this holiday with lots of wine, cheese, baguette and lots of intimate moments that had followed after the night at the parking.
Intimate moments inside the safety of our small and cozy tent, steamy wet sex during the nightly showers, but also the intimate hours full of passion outside in the forest. Spending hours naked next to and in a small river, enjoying each other’s bodies to the max. Passionate sex everywhere. Especially when we had this feeling some dirty old man was spying on us. We picked a few stones from the bottom of the small river and started throwing these into the direction where we thought he was looking at us. I big scream told us my second attempt hit him at the right place. We saw him running away with his hand covering his head and jump into his 2CV and leave the place…