Choice Tales from the Vale – (278) Sweet Young Things – Riette’s Tale

Downshire is a relatively small English county but like a pocket battleship it packs a lot in, a short but beautiful coastline, a channel port, the Ancient forests of Dancingdean and Pepperstock, the craggy ridges and manmade lakes of the Pepperstock Hills National Park, the rolling hills of the Downshire Downs, the beautiful Finchbottom Vale and farm land as far as the eye can see from the Trotwood’s and the Grace’s in the south to the home of the Downshire Light infantry, Nettlefield, and their affluent neighbour’s, Roespring and Tipton in the North but it’s in the small village of Oxley Green in close proximity to Nettlefield, where our story takes place.

 

Ian Tilley had just finished his Masters at Abbottsford University and was spending the summer with his uncle Silas, who was the Vicar of St Thomas’s church in Oxley Green, which was where he met the sweet young things.

He had been at his Uncles for less than a week when he walked up to the village green to attend the Village summer Fête, but even though he was had only been there a few days he was not a newcomer as he had spent every holiday there for as long as he could remember and he had made a lot of friends among the younger members of the village population over the years

It was very well attended but he didn’t really know many of the people but he thought he would take a look, show willing at least, so he went on a few of the side shows and drank a couple of pints in the beer tent and by late afternoon, a combination of too much beer on an empty stomach and the heat of the sun had left him a little light headed so he decided to call it a day and headed back across the field in the direction of the Vicarage.

He only got about half way across the field when he was hailed by Sharon Todd and Riette Thomas and he turned to see them tottering towards him across the grass shoes in hand and ever so slightly tipsy.

The girls were best friends, quite inseparable and he thought them very gorgeous but alas they were only 15, even though they kept reminding him they were actually 15 and three quarters, sadly that three quarters was not going to keep him out of jail if he did what he had thought of doing.

But they were both lovely girls and he liked them a lot and not just sexually.

Riette was the younger of the two by a few weeks, five foot two red hair and pale complexion and cutely freckled while Sharon was an inch shorter with Jet-black hair and dark dusky skin.

They were both stunningly beautiful and wearing low cut summer dresses they looked even more so.

They tottered up alongside him, each taking an arm, Sharon as always was flirting outrageously.

“Can we come back to yours Ian?” Sharon said

“The oldies won’t let us have another drink”

“It’s not like we’re drunk or anything” Riette chipped in

 “Can we?” Sharon said again

“Please Ian?” Riette added

“Ok” he said, “as long as you behave”

“What will you do if we don’t?” asked Sharon

“Will you spank us?” Riette said and giggled

“You’ll get me arrested,” Ian said

Being over six foot tall and being arm in arm with the two girls gave him a height advantage of more than a foot, affording him a wonderful view down the front of their low cut dresses, he knew he should have been ashamed of himself for ogling young girl’s breasts but he wasn’t after all they had really fit tits.

 

Being over six foot tall and being arm in arm with the two girls gave him a height advantage of more than a foot, affording him a wonderful view down the front of their low cut dresses, he knew he should have been ashamed of himself for ogling young girl’s breasts but he wasn’t after all they had really fit tits.

Sharon saw him looking at her plump brown tits and giggled so he looked again.

Then he compared them to Riette’s pair and when Sharon whispered to her friend what he was doing she blushed scarlet but made no attempt to prevent him from looking again.

 

When they reached the Vicarage he left the giggling flirts outside while he went inside to change and came out 10 minutes later just wearing an old pair of baggy shorts and he joined the girls as they sat on the patio which was now in the shade and he gave them a glass of wine each.

Which on reflection was not the wisest thing to do, Sharon kept leaning over him so he could have an unrestricted view of her tits, which was giving him a hard on like a milk bottle.

In between glimpses of Sharon’s pert jewels, they danced around the vicarage garden flirting and flaunting and flashing their skimpy knickers, whether knowingly or otherwise, was immaterial as it was not diminishing the intensity of his erection.

Finally out of breath they tottered over to him breathless to drink their wine and sat their pert arses on his lap while they drank which made his cock throb and his balls ache.

He thought that Sharon must have been able to feel his dick under her buttock but if she did she didn’t make it known.

Maybe she would reflect on it beneath her duvet that night as she fingered her young pussy.

Anyway he decided that it had to stop so he pushed them up onto their feet and simultaneously gave their buttock a little pat and then gave each plump little peach a lingering squeeze and seriously considered shagging the pair of them then and there.

After all they were only a little bit too young but he nobly thought better of it, as he figured perhaps less nobly that in a few months they would be fair game.

“I think it’s time for you two to go, before I do something I’ll regret” he said

“But we’re having fun” Riette protested

“And we don’t mind a bit of sexy fun” Sharon said and blushed and then both girls giggled

“When you’re old enough maybe,” he said reflecting on the time when it would be legal, if not immoral to shag their collective brains out then he smacked each of them satisfyingly hard on their firm derrieres causing them to release delightful stereophonic squeals.

Which was the moment when Katie Thomas emerged through the gate and she was also wearing a summer dress, she was Riette’s older sister, who was equally gorgeous, a few inches taller with a rounder arse and bigger tits than her sibling, but more importantly she was legal.

 “Well no surprise to find you surrounded by pretty girls” She said

“Is that why you’ve joined us?” Ian said

“I’m not one of the pretty girls” she said coyly

 

Just at the moment Ian had decided it was time for the flirty virgins to leave the vicarage garden, Katie Thomas emerged through the gate and she was also wearing a summer dress, she was Riette’s older sister, who was equally gorgeous, a few inches taller with a rounder arse and bigger tits than her sibling, but more importantly she was legal.

“Well no surprise to find you surrounded by pretty girls” She said

“Is that why you’ve joined us?” Ian said

“I’m not one of the pretty girls” she said coyly

He assumed that she was there to spoil his fun and protect her young sisters’ virtue and make sure Ian didn’t shag her, but in truth she was there to make sure if anyone got shagged it was her and he thought her coy denial about being one of the pretty girls was either false modesty or she was fishing for compliments.

But he didn’t dwell on it because he was distracted by the discovery that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her summer dress and being the kind of man he was he immediately wondered if she was wearing any knickers, which caused his already swollen cock to twitch. 

“Do you want a drink?” he asked

“Yes please” Sharon replied eagerly

“Me too” giggled Riette

“I wasn’t asking you two, you’ve had enough” Ian said “I was asking Katie”

“No thanks but another time when you’re not surrounded by pretty girls” she replied

“As I said before you’re one of them” he said

“I’m not pretty,” she snorted

“No, you’re beautiful” he corrected her and she turned her head away coyly.

“If that doesn’t get her legs open nothing will” he thought to himself and smiled just as the back gate swung open and Uncle Silas walked up the garden.

“Hello girls” he said jovially and there followed five minutes of light hearted chattering and then the girls went on their way.

Ian watched them as the three girls tottered down the lawn and when they reached the gate all three turned and waved and Sharon blew a kiss.

“You don’t know just how close I came to splitting your whiskers today girls,” Ian muttered under his breath.

“They are sweet young things aren’t they?” the Vicar said

“Yes uncle” he agreed but to himself he added “and I have a very sweet tooth”

And he mused that before the summer was out he would split all their whiskers.

The two younger ones when they were legal and the older one much sooner, in fact had his uncle not returned when he did he would have wet his balls with her that very afternoon

 

After Uncle Silas had gone indoors Ian struggled out of the chair but the enormity of his erection and his aching balls made getting up and then walking somewhat uncomfortable, fortunately he was wearing the baggy shorts.

He made his way gingerly in through the door and went inside for a piss, which was hellishly difficult with a hard on.

Ian had to lean forward like a ski jumper and even then he still managed to hit the cistern so he finished his piss in the shower instead.

By the time he got back outside to the patio his cock had reduced down to a semi but he still had lover’s balls so he went upstairs and wanked himself off to an imagined image of Katie Thomas spread eagled on his Uncles Mahogany dining table.

 

After Ian Tilley entertained the Thomas sisters and Sharon Todd in the vicarage garden he was left seriously aroused and had to take his erection and its accompanying lover’s balls upstairs to wank himself off, and he did so to an imagined image of Katie Thomas spread eagled on his Uncles Mahogany dining table after which he looked forward to when he would turn the fantasy into reality as it turned out he didn’t have to wait too long.

It was the next day in fact, to his surprise that his fantasy was made manifest.

Not that it was a surprise that he fucked her, that was always going to happen, and the prompt fulfilment of his fantasy was also no surprise, as his pussy radar told him she was game, what was however surprising was the fact that she was a virgin, he hadn’t expected that at all, but he didn’t mind as it added to the spice for him.

Katie’s wasn’t the first cherry he’d popped in his time and he knew for a fact she wouldn’t be the last.

After that first time he spent all summer wetting his balls with Katie until she was very accomplished in bed, or indeed anywhere else he chose to have her.

One afternoon after he’d nailed her in her parent’s bed they were laying in the afterglow when she asked out of the blue

“You know that Sharon is sixteen on Saturday”

“I did know that” he confessed

“And do you also know that she is expecting you to keep your promise about shagging her once she was “legal”” she continued

“Yes I did know that as well” he confirmed

“So are you going to?” she asked

“Very definitely” he said

“I thought you would” she said “And are you going to pop Riette’s cherry when she turns 16 at the end of the month?”

“Probably” he replied “would you mind if I did?”

She thought for a moment and replied

“No, not as long as she doesn’t get any of my share”

Katie knew about Ian’s reputation for shagging anything with a pulse long before she surrendered her virginity to him, and she wasn’t looking to convert him, Ian was a wonderful lover but he would be a crap boyfriend, so she didn’t want him for anything other than sex.

As for her sister if she wanted a taste of what she’d had, once she was old enough, she wouldn’t dissuade her.

But Katie was enjoying what she was getting and she didn’t want her sister or their friend Sharon to curtail her supply of cock.

 

It wasn’t as if there was any love between her and Ian, they were very fond of each other obviously but first and foremost they were fuck buddies.

She would find love elsewhere, hopefully when she left for University in September, she would meet a man she could love and the man she fell in love with would get her love, her heart and the benefit of Ian Tilley’s summer long sexual tutelage.

Although she might well revisit the well of his dirty delights if the man she lost her heart to couldn’t ring her bell.

In the mean time she was happy being fucked senseless by Ian and it would have been churlish of her to deny her friend Sharon and her own sister Riette the benefit of some experienced choice cock.

 

Unlike the eager and self-confident Sharon Todd, who had sought out Ian Tilly on the day of her 16th birthday to have her cherry popped, even though she was attending her aunts wedding, her best friend

Riette Thomas had not been to see him to receive her own special birthday gift.

Despite the fact that he knew, from Sharon’s pillow talk, that she wanted to every bit as much as her friend Sharon had.

So that was why Riette Thomas was still a virgin nine days after her sixteenth birthday and he was beginning to think the whole summer holiday would pass before he split her strawberry whiskers, so imagine his surprise when one bright September afternoon the lovely red haired Riette crossed his path.

 

Ian had spent the morning delivering Parish Magazines, it wasn’t how he planned to spend his day but his uncle asked if he could step in and cover for a sick parishioner.

Uncle Silas would normally have done it himself but he had to see a bride with a bad case of cold feet so Ian took up the mantel and he didn’t mind being out the house as it good to be out and about in the fresh air on such a lovely day so it was not a chore.

His “patch” was on the north side of the village and consisted of about 25 residences dotted along Tipton Lane and Elms Road, it was about a two hour round trip at an average pace but he was in no rush as it was a pleasant day as the Indian summer was in evidence, so he set off with the bag of magazines slung across his shoulder.

His mind was distracted as he made his way along the Lane delivering the Parish Magazines as he was pondering the resolution of the problem of the unsullied younger Thomas sister.

 

When he reached the furthest most house from the village and made his delivery it started to rain and having left the house that morning without a coat he made a dash for the nearest stand of trees for shelter.

 

He thought it was probably only a shower, and as he turned out he was correct so when it had finished he headed back down the lane which was when he saw Riette.

 

He was approaching the southern end of the road when he saw Riette coming the other way.

She had her strawberry red hair tied up which was mostly hidden under a baseball cap.

She was wearing green leggings and a hoodie and she was clutching a garishly patterned bag to her middle and she was looking at her converse shoes as they were shuffling and scuffing down the lane.

To be honest she looked lost and lonely without her sidekick Sharon.

Sharon was the outgoing bubbly girl and Riette rather lived in her shadow.

In many ways they were chalk and cheese, the dark skinned dusky and exotic Sharon and the pale skinned peaches and cream Riette.

He knew he shouldn’t compare them but he found it hard not to.

Being that they came as a pair and were both of the same tender age.

They were after all the “flirty virgins” who teased and titillated him so well on that hot afternoon in May.

 

In many ways they were chalk and cheese, the dark skinned dusky and exotic Sharon and the pale skinned peaches and cream Riette.

He knew he shouldn’t compare them but he found it hard not to.

Being that they came as a pair and were both of the same tender age.

They were after all the “flirty virgins” who teased and titillated him so well on that hot afternoon in May.

Arousing him to the point that he had to wank himself off when they had gone.

Sharon was ultra-confident, self-assured and pretty and she knew it.

Riette was shy, socially awkward and full of self-doubt but she was also pretty but had no idea of the fact.

Sharon was the driving force in their friendship, bold and bubbly.

Being with her made Riette feel more confident, daring to do things she would never do alone, living life on her coat tails and without her friend, Riette floundered.

Which was evidenced but the rather pathetically forlorn creature who was ambling towards him, so as he approached he called out to her.

“Hi Riette” he said and she almost jumped out of her skin

“Hello” she said blushing as she tried to catch her breath.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said

“It’s ok, I was miles away” Riette said

“Are you missing Sharon?” he asked, knowing she was away for the weekend with her family.

“Yes” she sighed “and she’s only been gone a few hours”

He thought she looked quite sad but hopefully from this chance meeting he might put a smile on those pale lips and some colour on her cheeks.

Riette was fresh faced and make up free so he thought it truly was a serendipitous meeting which he had every intention of taking full advantage of.

Which is another way in which she differed from Sharon, Sharon didn’t do things by chance and if it had been her walking down that lane towards him it would be because she had planned it that way.

Not, by all accounts, that Riette didn’t want it as bad as her friend did she just didn’t have the knowhow or the gumption to get it.

“But today fate has taken a hand” he thought to himself

“So where are you off to?” he enquired

“My Aunt Jane’s” she answered, “The family are on holiday and Auntie said I can use their indoor pool while they’re away”

“Lovely” he said “Perhaps I could join you when I’m done”

“Oh yes” she exclaimed enthusiastically “if you have time”

“Well I had better finish my deliveries then” Ian said and smiled “and then I will have time”

 

He set off down the Road until he reached the end which climbed quite steeply up the hill then eased down the other side, he trudged up the hill and his legs were feeling it by the time he reached the top, where he took a breather and a drink, then he made the longer and gentler descent, making his deliveries as he went and when they were completed he retraced his steps but halfway back the rain came again and this time there were no convenient trees to shelter under but he did see some fifty yards or so ahead his destination and thought it the most likely source of shelter so he ran in that direction.

But before he got there the rain had stopped and the sun was out again.     

Once he got close he noticed the door was a jar so he pushed on it gently.

He walked inside and closed the door behind him and made his way to the pool and found her lying face down on a lounger bathed in a shaft of sunlight wearing a bikini.  

“With your lovely pale skin you really need to stay in the shadows” he said and she blushed at the compliment, although he was thinking that hopefully he would bring her metaphorically from the shadows to bathe in the light of lust, his lust.

He didn’t think it was going to be as easy as it was with her friend but it would happen of that he was sure.

He couldn’t help but compare the two, but Sharon came and sought him out on the very afternoon of her birthday, made up, perfumed and wearing special “bought for the occasion” matching lingerie.

He thought it would take a little more guile this time, but faint heart never won fair maiden.

“If you lay there like that you’ll burn” he said “I think suntan lotion would help, I could put it on if you like”

“Yes please” she said eagerly “I have some in my bag”

He knelt down on the floor next to the lounger and perused her pale young body as Riette had her head turned to one side and was facing away from him.

 

The sunlight was warm but her risk of burning was nowhere near as high as he had made out, but he didn’t tell her that.

“This will help to protect your lovely skin” he said

“Ok” she answered meekly.

Ian wondered at that point if she knew exactly what he had in mind for her as he squirted some cream on her back and began to gently rub in the lotion.

“How does that feel?” he asked

“Cool” she replied

But he wasn’t trying to get her cool he wanted her to get her hot so he rubbed some more.

“I need to undo your bikini top sweetie” he said innocently “so I can properly apply the lotion”

“Ok” she said, her voice breaking slightly, so he undid it and pulled it softy away from her skin and then he slowly rubbed in the surplus lotion until it was all worked in to her pale freckled skin like a long relaxing massage.

When it was all rubbed in, he squirted some more onto her, only this time instead of the middle of her back he deposited it on her shoulder blade so it would run down her side.

“Oops” he said and then followed the drip with his fingers, not trying to catch the drip, but rather following it or chasing it as it dribbled down her side and sought out her breast, his hand pursued and he very quickly found his quarry.

Riette let out a soft murmur as his hand reached inside her cup then she rolled her shoulder towards him giving Ian clear access to her plump little breast and he played with her rosebud nipple and she murmured again, louder this time as he teased her nipple to erection.

When he had toyed and teased her nipple to distraction he returned his attentions to her torso.

 

Ian massaged the lotion all the way from her shoulders down to her hips.

He continued the charade by massaging all the remaining flesh from her hips right down to her ankles.

By the way she was fidgeting he knew it was time to pull down her bikini bottoms which he did slowly and deliberately and her body stiffened and she lifted her hips ever so slightly off the lounger and the green fabric moved easily off her buttocks and he had them off over her feet a few seconds and she uttered no protest.

Once he had her bottoms removed he slid his hands up her legs and massaged her tight firm buttocks before he pushed her legs slightly apart and slipped his fingertips into her moist crevice, and again she uttered no protest.

Riette wasn’t as vociferous as Sharon was when he fingered her crack, she just buried her face in the towel and let out a series of low muffled moans and gasps, but her lathery lips told Ian how much she was enjoying his fingering.

He pushed her thighs wide open until she was completely accessible to him and then he sipped from her fresh pink clamshell and she squirmed and wriggled as his tongue explored the petals of her pussy.

Had he not felt Riette’s body go rigid or seen the evidence on her lip he would have known she had climaxed, as even with her face buried in the folds of her towel he clearly heard her come.

He decided he couldn’t then turn her over onto her back at that point to deliver the coup de grace because of her shyness.

So he shuffled to his right so he was at her business end and adjusting his position he rolled her onto her side and then he released the eager beast from his trousers.

Riette was on her side with her back to him, and still with her face buried in the towel, so with his left hand he lifted her upper leg by the thigh and bending her leg at the knee he tucked the lower half of her leg under his right arm holding her knee and with his right hand he un-trousered his cock and when he had the swollen stalk in his hand, helmet exposed ready for action, he thought to himself that hiding her face in her towel wouldn’t disguise her moans when it penetrated her.

Using the crease between her cheeks he guided his cock to its juicy destination and his cock went deep into her tight young pussy and Riette gave a little squeal of delight as Ian added another cherry to his collection.

It didn’t take long before she had come again as he gave her one long satisfying stroke after another.

Her white knuckled hand gripped the frame of the lounger as she wriggled and squirmed on receipt of each of his deep penetrating entries of her syrupy quim.
And by the time he had got onto the short strokes Riette squeaked on each inward motion and the lounger was rattling and shaking until he brought her to her final climax and she screamed a loud muffled scream into her towel and a second later he erupted inside her.

Riette lay there on the lounger, his cock still inside her, quivering and sighing repeatedly through her towel and she sighed even louder when he withdrew from her pussy.

 

Once he had extracted his sticky shaft she rolled back onto her stomach, closed her legs and clenched her round white buttocks and tried to be invisible.

He knew Riette wouldn’t get up and redress with him standing there even after he’d defiled her so expertly, he always thought that kind of shyness was nice, so he left her to sort herself out and went in the kitchen to make a drink.

 

As Ian sat at the kitchen table he thought to himself that Riette wasn’t a natural like her older sister Katie or her friend Sharon, and thought she would require a lot more tutorage than the other two did.

But he concluded it would be worth it in the end because she had a fine body, in several ways better than her sister and her friend and unlike the other two, who would doubtless find other partners, Riette would likely remain his and his alone, which really appealed to him and that surprised him greatly.

So it was with feelings, not solely associated with lust, that he watch as Riette shuffled into the kitchen still adjusting her leggings and he could just make out the dark patch on the crotch,

“Better put those straight in the wash when you get home” he thought.

When she finally looked up at him she went immediately scarlet and turned away so he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him and she buried her face in his chest and held onto him like a vice.

“I can’t believe you’re still shy” he said “after what we just did”

Riette didn’t answer

“But I really love it that you are” he said, but she was still silent

“Well you’ll have to come out if you want a kiss,” he added

“A kiss?” she said in a muffled query

“I must have a kiss” he insisted “As a reward”

Reluctantly her head emerged from his chest but she still didn’t raise her eyes to look at him.

So he put his hand on her chin and lifted it up and then he put his lips to hers and so began a rather lengthy and surprisingly enjoyable kiss. In fact in that regard she was definitely better than Sharon.

“That’s better” he said “very nice”

And Riette blushed and giggled.

 

As they sat and drank their tea he said to Riette

“I think while Aunty Jane is away we should use her place to keep your mind occupied, which might also help your shyness”

She didn’t speak in response but giggled.

So it was agreed that rather than mope about missing Sharon they should do something a little more productive with her time.

“And I think we should begin right away in Aunt Jane’s bed”

 

So Riette and Ian spent the afternoon in her Aunt Janes king sized bed to furthering her sexual education, where he brought her to several juddering orgasms and fell in love with her. 

 

Five years after he took his third cherry of that wonderful summer he married Riette Thomas to whom he remained faithful during their 40 year marriage, with the exception of her older sister Katie and her best friend Sharon who were, from the day he took their virginity, his regular bed mates.