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.
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
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 on the following afternoon a few minutes after Uncle Silas had
left the Vicarage to go over to the Church for the evening service.
And Ian was just contemplating where he should go to find a recipient
for the nagging semi he had been nursing all day, when the doorbell rang.
When he opened the door he saw Katie Thomas standing on the step
wearing a summer dress, not the same dress as the day before, but she was
braless beneath it again and the nagging semi in his pants firmed up 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.
She was five foot five, with red hair, a pale complexion and a lovely
face which was cutely freckled.
“I’ve come for that
drink” she said and smiled
“I was hoping you
would” he said and stepped aside to let her enter the hall.
“Do you have any
pretty girls hidden away” She asked and looked around
“No I’m all alone
there were no pretty girls here until you arrived”
He said
“I’m not pretty,” she
snorted
The first time she said it, the day before, he thought her coy denial
about being pretty was either false modesty or she was fishing for compliments
but now she had said it again he was convinced that she actually believed that.
“No, you’re beautiful”
he corrected her
She turned her head
away coyly and he put his hand on her chin and turned her face towards him.
“You’re beautiful
Katie”
He was so close to her
that her intoxicating perfume enveloped him as he moved his hand from her chin
and caressed her cheek, while he stared into her beautifully hypnotic green
eyes, and then he leant in and kissed her.
She immediately
responded pressing her mouth hard against his and darting her tongue into his
mouth and her arms immediately wrapped around him holding him so tightly.
Ian’s left hand was on
her hip pulling her pelvis towards his now throbbing cock while his right had
let her cheek and was now on her neck moving quickly to her shoulder, while the
passionate kiss continued.
From her hip, his left
hand moved up her back and slowly unzipped the back of her dress, and the hand
on her shoulder pushed the strap of her dress down her arm to the elbow, at
which point Katie obliged by slipping her arm out, and as the fabric fell away,
his eager hand was able to cup her exposed breast, which was firm and
substantial, and she sighed and snorted air in deeply through her nose as he
toyed with her stiffening nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Ian then disengaged
his mouth from hers and she immediately tried to reattach herself, but he broke
away again as he had another location in mind for the fun to continue in and
while she held the front of her dress up to cover her breasts he walked her
into the dining room.
He steered her into
the room until she was standing with her back to the mahogany table and then he
kissed her again.
The moment their lips
met his hand sought out her breast again and the kiss lasted another five
minutes before he broke away again because he had other plans for his mouth.
Still fondling her
breast he started to kiss and nibble down her neck while his other hand slipped
her remaining shoulder strap off her shoulder to expose her other firm globe
and once it was exposed he quickly took hold of with his spare hand.
Ian briefly returned
his mouth to hers as he fondled both titties and played with her swollen peaks
with his thumbs before his mouth went on a journey down her neck, shoulders and
chest until he found himself kneeling in front of her and her beautiful firm
round tits which he took turns on, kissing, licking and sucking.
Katie was trembling,
her left hand was on his shoulder, gripping hard and her right was fingering
his hair as he sucked her teats.
His hands, which were
now on her knees, began to travel north, and as they slid slowly yet purposely
upward, as if to distract her from his intension, he sucked hard on her nipple
making her wince.
Katie withdrew her
teat and Ian thought he had hurt her too much, but instead of calling a halt
she thrust her other teat between his lips for similar treatment so he duly
obliged.
His hands meanwhile
were nearing their objective and he felt the fabric of her panties beneath his
fingertips and he thought to himself “She is wearing knickers then”
His hands spread out
across her firm buttocks squeezing and kneading them until his fingers reached
the waistband of her pants and grasping the elastic firmly he tugged them off
her round cheeks and down her trembling thighs, releasing them at her knees
where gravity took over, and his hands were quickly occupied with her naked
arse and he stopped sucking her tits and instead began kissing her quivering
belly.
Simultaneously he
started edging her backward against the table.
In response Katie
adjusted her feet, at the same time kicking off her shoes and freeing one foot
from her pants.
He was now pushing up
the fabric of her dress and kissing her thighs and he glanced down briefly to
see her knickers loosely hanging around her ankle, which he found for some
reason extremely erotic.
As he kissed up the
length of her thigh he could smell her pungent odour, which spurred him on, and
very soon he was rubbing his face in her ample red public curls.
Ian manoeuvred her
back further until she could slide her buttocks onto the table to support her
weight while he knelt before her he looked up and saw Katie was biting her lip
and then she opened up wide for him to drink deeply of her heady mix of perfume
and sweat mingled with her juices and pleasured her with his tongue until he
could wait no more.
He got to his feet and
kissed her and her pungent fragrance was all around his mouth and when he
stopped kissing her it was all around hers as well and as his hand slipped up
her thigh she licked her lips and he fingered her hot pussy with two fingers of
one hand making her moan while he released his engorged cock from its confines
with the other and then he penetrated her and he felt her hymen break so
he paused
“Well that’s a
surprise” he said, still inside her “I didn’t know you were a virgin”
He’d always assumed she was sexually active, she was after all a very
attractive confident young woman with no shortage of admirers as far as he was
aware and she’d been at college for two years and was off to University that September.
“I’m sorry” was her reply
“What for?” he said, his throbbing cock eager to continue its mission.
“For being a
disappointment” she said pulling her dress up to cover her tits
“For not being experienced, for not being any good”
“I didn’t say I was disappointed,
or that I thought you weren’t any good” he replied “and I’m glad I’m the first,
And I want to be your second and your third”
Then he pulled her dress back down again exposing her gorgeous tits and kissed
her
“We will have to
discuss your serious self-esteem issues in the afterglow” he said as he gave
her a full length, then another then another.
When Katie came the
first time he thought the table was going to collapse as it scraped on the
floor, so he withdrew from her soaking wet cunny and droplets of her juice
dripped off his knob onto the laminate flooring.
“Please, don’t stop”
she entreated
“Don’t worry Katie
we’ll finish this upstairs on firmer ground, I don’t think this table will take
any more of your passion”
Ian then discarded his
shorts and pants and stood before her wearing nothing but her cum and then she
stood up and grasped the front of her dress to cover her modesty.
“Let it go” he said
“You’re beautiful remember”
She opened her hand
and her dress fell to the floor and when she stepped out of it she still had
her knickers wrapped round her ankle and she made a gesture with her foot as if
to shake it free but Ian said
“No leave them, it’s
really sexy”
He held out his hand
and she took it in hers and he led her upstairs to his bedroom and finished the
job and when he finally lost his load into her tight young cunny it was like a
dam bursting from his pulsating twitching member.
After the main event
they dozed off and after a prolonged nap he awoke to find Katie playing with
his shaft and kissing and nibbling his ear so he fucked her tight little cunt
again before he let her out the front door and she walked home, not for the
last time that summer as he visited her dirty delights on a regular basis until
September.
