[i]Hello fellow readers of erotic/sex-stories!
This is my very first story, please do not judge too harsh. The story starts quite slow with a lot of background information, people who just want some action can skip around ¾ of this story to the second last paragraph.

It was a regular day when I was driving down the country road in my little beamer, I just had visited the North Cape a couple of days ago and enjoyed all the time I had for driving and thinking. This country is so beautiful, yet so lonely, so untouched so remote and still people live here in this beauty and for them it was the most normal thing in the world. Growing up mostly as a kid from the suburbs of a huge town in Europe, I got to appreciate the peace, the remoteness and the silence of the countryside.
Let me first tell you a bit more about myself, my name is Peter, I am a bit over 20 years old, average size with 5 foot 9 or 10, normal built, grey eyes, often a bit too nice and shy, even though as soon as I like you I tend to talk a bit too much. I had just finished my Bachelor degree in some engineering, bit boring, but at least it would guarantee me a solid income for the future and job possibilities around the world. But now I was just driving down this lonely road, on my second or third week travelling through Scandinavia, it was the end of August, not too warm up here in the north but still enjoyable with some sun. So why was I, a mid twenty guy going on such a trip into a quite remote region alone? – The answer is simple, I asked around and nobody had enough time, many of my friends already worked full time or studied and could not take 3-4 weeks of travelling at the moment, so instead of not going I said simply and stubborn, fuck you all, I will go anyways, which was probably the best thing I could have done in a couple of years’ time.

So am I Single? No technically not, I have a girlfriend, she is a good couple of years older than me, bit of a nymph, incredibly nice and totally into me, but there is a big problem, I do not love her and she knows it. We often get into arguments because we are both quite sensible people, most of the times she draws the shorter stick and I feel like an asshole. She always says she wants to change for me, but I am just getting surer and surer that we do not fit. I was honest from the beginning, she was never really my type, but I felt lonely and she threw herself at me, I mean I am a guy, having an okay fuck and a girl that loves to blow you is something no guy will really say no to, is not it? But I knew, I wanted a break and talked about it with her, she said no, either end it or stay in it. So I made the choice for myself: “I will stay in the relationship, but if I find some other girl I will end the relationship”. I am not proud of that selfish decision, but at that time it seemed the more reasonable choice for me rather ending up with no girl, I mean she knows I do not love her, so it was not a will it happen question, but a when will it happen question.

So while I was in the middle of nowhere, with my lovely car, a cool fold up tent (which you can set up really easy in a couple of seconds, a camping cooker, a bit of water and a couple of tins with food. My bathroom was a lake or a river and the whole world seemed to be open to me, just driving thinking and only talking to people at the petrol stations, and even that was reduced to a minimum as my car was driving with LPG and those stations where mostly usable by card payments.

When I was driving through the countryside I chose to go for the tourist route along the sea, it shall be more beautiful and I had the time and still some money to afford the ferries you need to take when travelling along that route.