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 Spring Break Written by Muffin Stuffer

   Copyright (c) 2012, Muffin Stuffer.  ALL Rights Reserved



   Three years ago when I was a Freshman in university, I found an
advertisement for a free trip to Sweden.  It was to be a two week adventure
that meant hiking, fishing, camping and all in a pristine environment away
from the hustle and bustle of urban living.  I grew up on a ranch in the
Northern Midwest and had always loved being with nature so this was an
opportunity of a lifetime for me.



   I applied online and waited for a reply of my acceptance.  I felt my
chances were good, no very good, since the advertisement was in a magazine
that is not normally found on a college campus.  It was the week before
Thanksgiving that I received a reply.  I read it three times to be sure I
was reading it correctly.  It said, "Dear John, Thank you for entering our
contest for a Spring Break trip to Sweden.  We are pleased to tell you that
you have been selected as a winner in our contest.  Please confirm receipt
and provide us with the dates of your Spring Break.  Once received we will
schedule you for your round-trip plane reservations, escort to the staging
area and maps to your camping area.  Congratulations to you and we hope you
will respond quickly.  Signed: The committee."



   I was now walking in tall cotton.  I didn't have much money even though
I was on a full scholarship.  My parents ranched and with 8 brothers and
sisters money was tight.  We raised our own food for the most part.  Beef,
hogs, sheep, chickens were raised for income and personal use.  We also had
horses, and hunted the free roaming game that made our ranch and others
their home.  We grew vegetables in our garden, freezing and canning them
for winter use.  We grew wheat, oats and corn for feed and the excess was
sold.



   I immediately responded to the email and began making plans for my
Spring Break.  I had final exams coming so I spent my time studying for
them as I had to maintain my grade point average to maintain my
scholarship. I did suggest to family and friends what I would like to have
for camping and such knowing that some items could be gotten free.



   When Christmas came I received several nice items that would serve me
well on the trip.  I received a nice backpack, a two-person tent, winter
sleeping bag and a nice set of cooking pans.  Most of the items were high
quality and would serve me well for many years.  When school resumed after
our winter break, I joined a camping club and took some courses in how to
use a GPS and camping techniques.  I certainly learned a lot from that too.



   By the time Spring Break arrived I had all of my gear packed and ready.
My biggest expense turned out to be the cost of my U.S.  Passport.  I had
saved about $200 and had most put into Swedish money.  There would be
others hiking with me until we reached our separate trails.  My hiker
friends were from other colleges and we had a couple of days of fellowship
with each other.  Most of them were novices like me in this adventure but
we became fast friends and learners.  All of them were male so there was no
chance of any hookups with women.



   At the trailhead we said our goodbyes to each other and went our
separate ways.  I tried to stay in contact with them as the first day wore
on but my cellphone lost signal and I was suddenly alone with just my map,
GPS and compass.  Two days later, I reached my camping destination.  It was
magnificent.  It was a hillside with a gentle slope facing the west
overlooking a beautiful valley.  There were no houses, cabins or smoke
wisps to mar the view.  There was a brook that flowed nearby and the water
was sparkling clear and I could see some fish in it.  I tasted the water,
after treating it, and it was the coldest water I had ever tasted.



   It took me about two hours to get the campsite set up and to my liking.
I had folding tent poles that I used to build a windbreak and hang towels
and such.  My first night there was great.  The sunset was beautiful.  As
the sun dipped out of sight darkness came quickly.  The temperature was in
the 70s during the day but at night got into the 50s.  Sleep came quickly
to me and I slept peacefully cozy in my sleeping bag.



   I awoke as daylight came over the hillside.  Since I slept naked I
quickly dressed in my sweats and went to my latrine some distance away from
my tent.  When I returned a few minutes later I could see there had been
animals near my campsite.  I wondered what kind and if they were huntable.
I had a trap with me for small animals but the tracks suggested a larger
animal, maybe a deer or goat.



   I prepared breakfast and after cleaning up the dishes set out to explore
my surroundings.  I had a cross-bow with me since it is light and silent. I
sat at the top of the hill and scoped the horizon with my 10x50 binoculars.
I had a monopod to steady it so I would have a clear picture of things I
found.  I had been scoping for about two hours when I saw in the distance
what appeared to be a young girl.  She was in the valley several kilometers
from me.  I could not make out much detail except she was wearing a bright
yellow checked dress and she wore her hair in pigtails.



   My imagination took over then and in doing so my cock became very hard.
By this time it was near noon and the sun was high in the sky.  Since I was
all alone and could see for miles in all directions, I stripped naked and
lay my clothes on the green grass beside me.  I put on sunscreen to prevent
burning especially on those parts that don't normally see sun.



   I continued to watch through the binoculars at the girl I had spotted. I
quickly learned that I should keep a written diary of my trip so I made an
entry.  I also marked the ground and compass heading of her last location.
I enjoyed a light lunch of dried fruit and beef jerky (homemade, of
course).



   About two hours later I heard a rustling behind me.  I quickly turned
and there was a male goat looking at me.  He was not more than 30 meters
from me.  I looked at him and he looked back at me.  Neither of us moved
for a long time.  I hoped there was no man with him since I was naked. 
Finally, the goat seemed satisfied I would not harm him so he turned
sideways to me and began grazing on the thick grass.



   I took my time reaching for my crossbow and bolt.  I had practiced with
it many times so was very familiar with it and it wasn't long I had the
bolt in place and the string charged.  I was using broadtip heads that
would cut through flesh and muscle.  I only had to remember where the
vitals were on goats.  I was hoping I had it correct as I took aim.  He was
completely unaware of my intentions as I let the bolt loose.  THWAP it went
as it struck him right behind the shoulder.  It was fatal hit.  He jumped
and bolted a few meters, stopped and fell over dead.



   "YES!!!!" I yelled to no one in particular.  I knew my yell would echo
throughout the hillside but not to anyone's ears.  I then took my knife out
and cut his throat to bleed him out.  While he was bleeding I went back to
my tent and got my skinning knife and rope to hang him from a tree branch.
It only took me about an hour and he was completely skinned and cleaned.  I
buried his entrails on the opposite side of the hill well away from my
campsite.  I took some of the meat and prepared it for cooking over my
campfire.  The rest I salted and packed into plastic bags and put into the
brook to keep it cool.  I would enjoy this meat for many days.



   It was nearing 4pm when I sat down and remembered the girl I had spotted
earlier.  I picked up the binoculars and checked the last sighting
direction.  I was amazed.  She was much closer to me than before. 
"Hmmmmmm" I wondered.  "Did she spot me or is she just walking this way?"



   I watched her for several minutes.  Her image nearly filled the view.  I
continued to watch her as she seemed to be picking berries.  Now I hadn't
seen any berries up this high but she was intriguing me and each time I saw
her my cock asserted itself.



   I vowed that I would get up in the morning and hike down towards that
area to see if she was really as nice looking as I thought her to be. 
Sunset that night was glorious.  I lay there naked lightly stroking my cock
and squeezing my balls.  I was lonely for some pussy as it had been at
least a month for me without.  I closed my eyes and dreamed of my possible
contact with my Swedish miss the next day.



   I fell asleep out in the open but woke up chilled.  My cock was withered
to its smallest size in many a day.  I crawled into my sleeping bag and
soon warmed up enough to fall asleep.  I slept fitfully.  I guess I was
dreaming of her in my sleep.  When I awoke I had the hardon to end all
hardons.  It was the combination of my normal morning wood and desire to
see her.



   I quickly rose and fixed breakfast of dried eggs and fried goat.  I
decided to put on some shorts and a shirt for my trek down the hill to the
berry patch.  I walked for more than an hour and it seemed that I had made
no progress.  The trail was barely visible since it was used by cows or
goats.  I stopped along the way and glassed the area to see if she
appeared. Finally, about 1pm I spotted her.  She was even more beautiful
than I first saw.  Her pigtails were golden and reached to her waist.  She
had nice breasts under her bibbed dress.  I could tell she was older than I
first thought.  I now guessed her to be maybe 16 or so.  I knew I wanted
meet her so I picked up my pace and worked my way towards her.



   It took me about another hour to finally get within eyesight of her. 
There were some wild flowers beside the path.  I picked some along with
some greenery and called to her to get her attention.



   She looked up, startled.  She smiled as soon as she saw my smile and
flowers.  She came towards me as I went to her.  I said, "Hello" to her in
English.



   I was so surprised when she responded, "Hello" in English back to me. 
She said, "My name is Emilia.  What's yours?



   "John, and I'm pleased to meet you." I answered.



   I handed the bouquet to her and she accepted them giving a sniff of
them. I didn't smell anything but she thanked me.



   She was happy to meet someone who spoke English since it was a second
language for her.  I told her I was camped up on the hilltop and pointed
towards my tent.  It was much too far to see from where we were standing.
She pointed to the village where she lived with her parents and brother. 
It was about 3 kilometers away.



   I told her I had seen her for a couple of days with my binoculars and
she appeared to be picking berries.  She said she comes here often at this
time to pick the fresh berries.  She then showed me where they were.  I
would never have noticed them had she not showed me.  They were a type of
blueberry but much sweeter.  She produced a paper sack and we picked a bag
full that she kept.  I ate almost as many as she had in the bag.



   "It's getting late, John." She said.  "I must be going or I will be late
to supper.  I hope we can meet again.  I enjoyed meeting you."



   "Same here, Emelia.  I will hope to see you again too.  I enjoyed
meeting you too."



   "It's a long way back to your camp.  Why don't you come with me.  I have
a nice barn you could sleep in and you'll be warm.  Of course, you may not
like the smell of the animals." She said and laughed.



   "Oh, I couldn't.  I have a long walk back to my tent." I said.  I took
the binoculars and let her look up towards my tent.  She could barely see
it.  It was about a kilometer away straight away but the walk wound along
the hillside and must have been 3 or more kilometers.



   "Oh, I see it.  It's a long ways off.  Please come with me and stay in
our barn.  Mom and dad won't mind and they will like you." She intoned.



   "Well, Ok, but I don't want to put you to any trouble." I responded.



   She took my hand and we walked to her house.  It really was a house
connected to a barn.  It seems her grandfather built the home about 50
years ago and he passed it to his son, her dad.  She had me wait outside
while she went in to tell her mom about me and that I was outside.



   A few minutes later, her mother and her came to me and introduced me to
her mom who was an exquisite looking lady.  I could see Emelia would be
just as beautiful in later life.  Her dad was at his work but he would like
me her mother had said.



   Dinner was wonderful with them.  There was a language problem with her
dad since he didn't speak much English but Emelia translated so we could
communicate.



   Time neared for the family to prepare for bed.  I excused myself and
retired to the barn where I stripped to my boxers and climbed into bed on a
cot there.  Today had been eventful and I reminisced the events.  My cock
grew hard as I recalled see Emelia for the first time.  While I held no
hope of being with her until morning, I still fantasized being in bed with
her making wild love with her.



   Sometime during the night I felt someone next to me on the cot.  It was
warm but I knew there was not enough room for anyone to actually be there
with me.  I felt a warm wet kiss on my lips.  My cock instantly hardened as
I realized a naked girl or woman with breasts was lying on me.  I returned
he kiss though it was quite dark I was unsure just who it was.  "Shhhhh"
she said.  "I want you...  [kiss] to [kiss] make love to me."



   It was Emelia's whispered voice.  My arms surrounded her in a passionate
hug, returning her kisses.  My cock managed to slip out through the slot in
my boxers and touch her between her warm legs.  I felt the heat of her
pussy driving me to seek more of her.



   "Emelia," I whispered, "what would you parents say if they find us
together?"



   "Nothing, they are asleep and cannot hear me or you here.  Their bed is
on the other side of the house.  Besides, I wanted you the minute I saw you
earlier.  My pussy has been dripping in anticipation of receiving your
love." She said rapidly.



   "Are you quite sure?" I asked.  "I have no protection, no condoms." I
further advised.



   "Don't worry about that.  I want you in me now.  It doesn't matter about
safety." She said.



   I was caressing her back and tracing her backbone down to her buttocks.
Then I would lightly pinch her cheek and kiss her lightly.  She began
undulating her hips as I tried to position my cock into her clit region. 
She spread her legs to allow me more access.



   I reached under her and began teasing her pubes lightly with my finger.
I knew then she was a passionate woman since she was moaning as I pleasured
her.  The weather was warm and being we were naked made our passion more
enjoyable.  She rose up and gave me an opening to her breasts.  They
weren't that large but lovely.  I gave a lick to each and then kissed each
nipple.  Her nipples were not well defined but that was probably because
she had no one to suckle them regularly.  I worked each one.



   She slid her pussy towards my now reposed cock.  I had managed to
position my hard cock right on her entrance.  She only had to push to have
me penetrate her.  I still did not know if she was a virgin or not.  She
gave me no indication that she wasn't but one thrust and I would know for
certain.



   "AHHHHHH!" she gasped as my hard thick cock penetrated her.  She was
tight but the path was clear.  I locked my arms around her and gave another
mighty thrust and was now balls deep into her.  She was hot.  She instantly
began working my shaft all around her pussy.  "OHHHHH!" she moaned as I and
she continued our plunder.



   My balls were anxious and it was only a few deep thrusts when they
sucked up tight and the discharged within her.  "ARRRRRRGH" "ARRRRRGH" I
growled as my cock swelled and spewed within her.  She was moaning too as
her orgasm began.  She was quiet but her pussy was responding by clasping
and releasing my cock.  My spurts finally subsided and we lay the basking
in our afterglow of satisfied union.  She kissed me long and passionate as
our legs remained locked together.



   My next conscious thought was when daylight began streaming into my
area. Emelia was still lying asleep on me.  She was not heavy but my
bladder was in need of relief.  I gently woke her with a kiss her and
there. "MMMMmmmmm" she mewed as she woke up.



   "Honey, I have to use the bathroom." I said.



   She quickly got off me and I trotted to the cow trough and let fly.  It
took a while for my bladder to empty.  I had time to look around and see
some cows with calves in the adjacent area fenced from where I was.  Emelia
came over to me.  I was really struck by her beauty.  Her hair was no
longer in pigtails but was long and very blonde.  Some covered her breasts
in a seductive way.  Her smile was affectionate as she watched my final
dribbles shake out of my cock.



   I was at a loss for words but I took her by the hand and led her back to
my cot.  I lay her down and slipped between her outstretched legs.  I
kissed her lips then down her body to her womanhood.  She opened the gate
for me and I entered.  My tongue lapped at her lightly covered slit from
bottom to top.  She moaned and began thrashing her head.  Apparently this
was something new to her.  I took advantage then and raised her legs higher
as I kissed her clitty.  She swooned then and I stuck my tongue inside her
passage.  The combination of our fluids was different but not overpowering.
I lapped at her for several minutes as she continued thrashing.  I knew she
was on the cusp of a massive orgasm.



   I reached my hand to my hard cock and aimed it right at her clitty
circling that nub and then the softness of her indention.  I pressed slowly
but evenly burying myself fully into her.  My cock head was resting on her
cervical opening.  It felt so nice and soft.  I lowered myself then to my
elbows and kissed her lips passionately.  My tongue found hers and we
French kissed as my instincts took over and the love dance commenced in
earnest.  I was into this for my own pleasure this time though she was
responding accordingly.  I sped my thrusts continuing to pound her cervix.
Our pelvises were slapping now and on one hard thrust I held fast and let
my balls deliver my sperm deep inside her bathing her cervix with my lively
offering.



   We were both out of breath from our exertion when we heard the barn door
open and someone entered.  "Shhhhh" she whispered.  "I have to leave... 
I'll see you at breakfast." And then she left.



   I was all alone there naked as I looked up and saw her dad carrying a
milk bucket.  He looked at me and smiled then went on to the milking area.
I did say "Good Morning" in Swedish to him.



   I dressed and went to breakfast in the house.  Emelia was dressed and
looking sweet as she helped her mom prepare breakfast.  Mom showed me the
bathroom and I showered and cleaned up.  I was certainly grateful for that.
I know mom could smell the sexual aroma about me.  I only hoped she didn't
realize it was her daughter who was the recipient of that lovemaking.



   Breakfast was lavish with country ham, potatoes, eggs with cheese and
assorted pastries.  The coffee was robust, more than to my liking but I
drank it happily.  Afterward I offered to wash dishes but was shooed away.



   After an hour or so, I began tightening my backpack up in preparation of
returning to my campsite.  Emelia said she would walk with me to the fork.
I gave her mom a kiss on the cheek and thanked her for her hospitality.  We
began our walk back to my camp and chatted along the way.  She was wearing
hiking boots as was I and had her hair up in two pigtails.  Her bibbed
dress accentuated her breasts and I longed to see them again in full
daylight.



   We reached the fork in about an hour and I shucked my backpack.  I took
out some granola bars and lay my bedpad on the ground.  We were out of
sight from anyone at this point.  I unfastened her bib and unbuttoned her
shirt.  She was braless as I kissed and laved her breasts with my kisses
and licks.  I gave each breast and love suck knowing in a day or so she
would have a hickey there to remember me by.  I also caressed under her
skirt and discovered she was pantiless.  All I felt was warm soft girl.  I
played in her pussy hair a bit pulling them one or two at a time.  I
relished this as it was bringing her to a new level of passion.  She was
moaning as I finally reached her pussy with my kisses and lips.  I didn't
strip her naked even though I wanted to so badly.



   I unfastened my pants and took them off.  She now could see my cock in
all its glory.  It was thick and the circumcised head was full and bright
red, nearly purple as I placed it in her split.  I worked it all around
inside her lips making her and I very wet.  "Put it in me." She said
moaning.



   "Oh I will honey, in my own good time." I told her.  I continued working
my cock all around her raising her desire and my own also.  She spread her
legs wide and brought her knees up as I positioned myself for our mating. I
leaned over her and kissed her as my cock pressed into her labia and then I
thrust at the exact time she thrust up to meet me.  The force was such that
she loudly went, "ARrrrrrrgh OWWWWWWW" as my thickness split her wide open.
I knew it was too late to apologize for that so I just pulled back and
thrust again.  I was now balls deep in her and resting in her saddle.



   She was moaning nearly out of control as my hips were making my cock
wallow inside her.  We continued our love dance for many minutes.  There
were no birds or sounds other than those we were making as two lovers lost
in our own world.



   "Ahhhhhhh" "Ohhhhhhhhh" "mmmmmooooooorrrreeeeee.... 
Harrrrrrdddeerrrrrr" she yelled as her orgasm overtook her.  It was the
first time she had uttered her feelings out loud to me..  It was so good to
finally know I had caused her to reach her capacity for nirvana.  She
screamed again as my cock then swelled and exploded deep within her..  I
had not felt her cervix this time.  I knew though that a lake had formed
inside her and that her cervix would soon be sucking my live sperm deep
within her body.



   We lay there for several minutes in loving repose as our passion
subsided.  I continued to kiss her and sweet talk her as my cock flexed and
her pussy milked my withering cock.  I realized then there was little
leakage from her.  I either didn't deliver as large a load as I thought or
all of it was still inside her.  I knew she would be unaware of the outcome
of our coupling for several days.  She had told me that protection was not
necessary so I assumed she was protected or not fertile.



   Soon the sun was high in the sky and I had a good 2 hours of hiking to
do.  I got her address and gave her mine.  I also gave her some dollars so
she could get stamps to write me.  We kissed and kissed and kissed some
more.



   Finally, I made my escape.  She watched me go away from her.  I could
see tears in her eyes.  I think she truly realized she loved me or at least
our love making.  I didn't stop walking.  I did turn back a few times and
wipe my eyes and brow as she became smaller in my sight.  I went over the
hilltop and then she was gone.



   Weeks later:



   I was in school again and living with a male friend from high school. 
One day when I got back to our apartment there was a letter on the table
for me.  I looked at it and at the beautiful stamp.  It was from Emelia in
Sweden.  I carefully opened it anxiously.  Tears filled my eyes as I read:



   Dearest Phillip,



   My heart longs for you so much.  I have missed you every moment since
you went over that hilltop to your camp.  Mom and dad send their love and
asked how you are.



   I want you to know that our lovemaking resulted in me becoming pregnant.
I am with child, your child.  You see I deceived you.  I have no boyfriends
here.  I only had sex once.  It was with a cousin from another county
several months before I met you.  I could see the love in your eyes when
you first saw me.  I, too, felt the same.  I am not sorry for what we did
or that I will have your son or daughter.  I will love him or her forever
as a gift from you.



   I love you Phillip and I always will.  I hope you will come to Sweden on
your next spring break.  I so look forward to you coming.



   I love you.



   Emelia..



   I sat down after reading her letter.  I was rereading it when my
roommate came in.  He had his girl friend with him.  They both saw the
tears in my eyes.  "What's the matter?" He asked.



   "Emelia, the girl I told you about is expecting my baby." I announced. A
smile crossed my face and I brightened up.  "I'M GONNA BE A DADDY!!!!"



   Things became turbulent about then.  All sorts of questions were asked
and I didn't have answers then.  It was a couple of weeks later after I had
calmed and thought everything through that I made my decision.



   I went to my professors and asked if I could test out to see if I could
graduate early.  They agreed I could so arrangements were made for me to
cram and then test out.  I passed with flying colors and graduated with my
degree.



   I told my parents I was returning to Sweden to work and maybe stay for a
few years.  I wrote Emelia and told her I was coming to visit and asked if
she would have me.



   I got a letter from her the following week saying she was so happy.  YES
was her answer.



   I packed my worldly possessions and laptop, cell phone and iPad and
bought my ticket to Sweden.  I arrived there and found a man to take me to
her house.  It was a long trip by car from the airport.  I gave him a tip
and thanked him.



   I walked then to her house and knocked on the door.  I was dressed in a
travel suit with my tie loosely tied.  The door opened and Emelia's dad
stood there.  He looked sternly at me and then shouted something I didn't
understand.  He did usher me into the house.  Emelia's mom came and hugged
me and welcomed me.  "Emelia is in her room with your son.  He was born
last week and she wrote you.  Go and surprise her."



   I tightened my tie and went to her room.  I peeked in and she was
nursing our son.  I spoke her name.  "Emelia..." and then went to her
bedside.  She was crying big crocodile tears and screamed my name scaring
our son who began crying at the top of his lungs.



   There was a flash of light and then more.  I realized pictures were
being taken.  Dad was now smiling as he took picture after picture of the
love scene before him.  I held my son, Amon, named for her grandpa who had
passed.



   I was welcomed into the home and soon found work with a company who did
work for a United States company.  I was richly rewarded with a high paying
job, the chance to teach English to the workers and Emelia's dad.



   Emelia and I were married two months later and now she is expecting our
second child.  We have a small house near where I work and she keeps house
and cooks.  My parents are coming over this spring for a big family get
together.



   I keep my citizenship since I am working for an affiliated company and
my wife and kids will immigrate next year to the United States.  We expect
to live happily ever after.



   The End muffinstuffer@mrdouble.com