Grape Harvest In Italy Josie And Sofie Naked In The Vineyard Eating Grapes Nude Outdoors

The Italian sun beat down upon the sprawling vineyard as Josie and Sofie strolled through the rows of grapes, their bare feet kicking up dust that clung to their sweaty skin. The two young women, both barely out of their teens, had snuck away from their family’s grape harvest festival for a little private fun.

“Race you to the end of the row!” Sofie giggled, taking off with a burst of speed. Her perky breasts bounced enticingly as she ran, without a bra to restrain them. Josie gave chase, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes in the warm breeze.

Sofie reached the end of the row first and placed her hands on her hips, panting and grinning. “So slow, Josie! You’re out of shape.” She winked playfully.

“Cheeky girl,” Josie replied, catching her breath. “Maybe you can do something about that.” She traced a finger down Sofie’s collarbone and over her heaving breasts.

Sofie shivered at the skimpy touch, nipples hardening into peaks. “Mmm, I like the way you think.” Reaching up, she untied the string of Josie’s bikini top. “Here, let’s even the playing field.”

Josie gasped as her top fell away, breasts spilling free into the open air. The sun felt amazing on her sensitive skin. Impulsively, she reached out to untie Sofie’s top as well, until they were both stripped bare from the waist up.

“Fuck, it’s so hot,” Sofie sighed. “I’m dying for a swim. Care to join me?” She started walking unselfconsciously towards the grape pond with a glint in her eye.

“When have I ever said no to a dip with you?” Josie replied, hurrying after her friend. Soon they waded into the cool, azure water, perfect refreshment on this sultry day. They floated and splashed each other, until eventually Sofie swam closer and pulled Josie into a tender kiss. She tasted sweet, like the candy she’d stolen from the festival.

“That’s better than any grape,” Josie murmured as they parted. Her hand trailed down to Sofie’s crotch, rubbing lazily through the fabric of her shorts. “Head’s up. I’m interested in snacking on something a little more…internally juicy now.”

Sofie bit her lip, arousal surging through her at Josie’s brazen words. She kicked her way over to the vineyard’s edge and crawled out onto the soft, sweet-smelling earth, giving Josie a perfect view of her round ass. “Want a firsthand taste?” she purred over her shoulder.

“Fuck, yes,” Josie groaned, rushing to join her on the banks. She caressed Sofie’s thighs, pushing them apart to expose her sex. “Such a pretty little peach, ripe for the picking.” She leaned in to drag her tongue through Sofie’s damp folds, savoring the unique tang.

Sofie moaned Deluxe, arching her back. “Oh god, yes! Lick my pussy, Josie! Make me scream.” Her Juicy cunt gushed with excitement, drenching Josie’s face.

Josie didn’t need to be asked twice. She redoubled her efforts, lashing and sucking Sofie’s swollen clit with single-minded focus. One hand crept lower to circle her other entrance, teasing. “I bet I could make you squirt all over my face if I fingered your ass,” she growled.

It was a running fantasy, based on some playful trials with sex toys and fingers. The idea of Josie forcing her to explode from the inside lit Sofie up like a firework. “Yes! Please Josie, fuck my ass while you eat me out! I’ll destroy you!”

She didn’t have to ask twice. Josie spit on her fingers, grimning naughtily. First one, then two, sank into Sofie’s incredibly tight rear passage. She thrust in time with her tongue, fucking her friend in both holes.

Sofie thrashed on the sun-warmed earth, the humiliation and ecstasy of her ass being fingered pushing her rapidly towards a massive orgasm. “Oh fuck oh shit oh fuck you’re going to make me cum!” she howled, red in the face.

“That’s it, you filthy slut,” Josie encouraged, rubbing Sofie’s swollen prostate firmly. “Squirt for me, Sofie! Paint my face in your fuckjuices!”

The dirty talk broke something in Sofie. With a wail that could likely be heard over the festival hubbub, she came like never before. Her pussy clenched and gushed as Josie lapped it up greedily. Her ass contracted around the invading fingers, milking them. Cum spurted against Josie’s chin and neck as Sofie throbbed through the aftershocks.

For a long moment, all was still except for their heavy breathing and the buzz of cicadas. Then, Sofie pushed herself up giggling. Her eyes sparkled down at Josie, before darkening with lust again. “Ready for your turn?” She licked her lips, clearly hungry to return the favor.

The Italian sun beat down upon Josie’s flushed skin as she moaned with pleasure, Sofie’s lips and fingers bringing her to heights she never knew possible in the middle of a sun-dappled vineyard. Their secret tryst was the sweetest harvest, just for them.