It was a little shaded and cooler inside the old barn. This upper level of the barn was bright and airy, with a light breeze moving through. It was very comfortable inside. We explored a bit. Carol found the mow where Bob was supposed to lay out some blankets and squealed in delight.
"C'mere you guys! I think I found the perfect spot!"
We joined her. Bob had outdone himself. A double thickness of blankets covered the hay for about half again the size of a modern king-size bed. He had found some old crates, and spread them around the area to serve as tables. Each had an old-fashioned kerosene lamp on it that he must have found in the old stable below. It looked cozy indeed. Before any of us stepped onto the blankets, we all kicked off our shoes.
Riekie was delighted.
"It's like a play house."
I think she sensed that all this was staged just for her. She and Carol moved all around the area, looking at this and commenting on that. They had soon explored the whole small area.
Riekie stood in front of me, hands clasped behind her back, thrusting those beautiful breasts upward and out. She was rocking on the balls of her feet. In a wonderful little girl voice, batting those beautiful blue eyes like a little girl, she curtsied and asked:
"Would 'ou like some lunch, Sur?"
"That would be very nice, Little One."
She melted at the use of her favourite endearment.
"Please have a seat, Sur. I will serve your lunch in just a min-ute."
I sat down on the blanket. The two girls busied themselves at the picnic basket. They had prepared quite a feast. Soon, Riekie approached me with a plate filled with various goodies. She curtsied prettily again, holding the plate out to me in both hands.
"Your lunch, Sur."
"Thank you, Young Miss."
I took the plate from her graciously. Riekie then skipped off happily to fix her own plate. I couldn't wait, and started mine. I know it was a little rude not to wait for the girls to finish fixing their own plates, but I was so hungry, my stomach thought my throat had been cut. Breakfast seemed like forever ago. I noticed a form in front of me. I looked up.
Riekie, still in her little girl character was standing in front of me, her small hands holding her plate like a child would. She even managed to make herself look a little knock-kneed. She offered a shy smile.
Carol watched, fascinated and amazed, from across the blanket, sitting Indian style, thighs open and brazenly showing her sexy white panties, her dress shamelessly hiked up her thighs. I don't think she'd ever seen her sister play act like this. She was trying hard not to break up laughing and spoil the mood, but it was a struggle. She grinned from ear to ear.
"C-can I sit w-with you Mis-ter?"
"Of course, Little One. Do you need some help?"
"Nope. I can sit down all by my-self."
With that, she turned to face the same way as me and plunked into the same pose as Carol. Carol was getting the same view up her dress as I was of Carol. As she sat, her dress hiked way up her thighs. I caught a flash of lacy white panties in her crotch. She glanced down and giggled.
"Oops! My mom-my al-ways tells me I shouldn't show off my pan-ties."
Nothing like making a man want to take a closer look by drawing attention! I should have politely looked away. Instead I craned my neck around, and took a good look. Her crotch showed a wet spot, and you could see blonde curls around the edges. Her prominent mons was made more so by the obvious cushion of her luxuriant bush. I licked my lips in appreciation and anticipation.
"They're really very pretty panties, Little One, but your mommy is right: you shouldn't show them off to just anybody."
"I like show-ing them to YOU, Mis-ter. You're not just any-body, a-are you?"
I don't know how she did it, but Riekie gave me the most endearing look of little girl innocence as she said that. If I closed my eyes, I could easily believe she really was that little girl.
"No, Dear, I'm not just anybody. My name is not Mister, it's David."
"Da-vid? I like that! My name is Hen-drie-ka, but you can call me Rie-kie... all my friends do."
She flashed me that dazzling little girl smile and batted her eyes.
"Riekie... that's a VERY pretty name, Little One. Does that mean I am your friend, now?"
She gave me another beaming little girl smile, and wrung her hands prettily.
"Yas, Da-vid. You're my friend! Am I YOUR friend now?"
"Yes you are, and thank you, Riekie. I don't want to seem rude, but shouldn't you do as your mommy says, and pull your dress down a little? I don't mind. They ARE very pretty panties, but some bad man might try to do bad things to you and hurt you if he saw them."
"Oh. O-kay. I would-n't want no bad mans to hurt me. YOU would-n't hurt me, would you, Da-vid?"
"I'd never hurt YOU, Little One. You're my friend, but please pull your dress down."
"O-kay..."
She straightened her legs out in front, causing her dress to rise farther up those sexy thighs. She drew even more attention to herself by clumsily trying to pull it down and still hold onto her plate little girl fashion. You know, a girl shows more leg in a bathing suit: the view from toe to crotch is full length. Nice view, usually, certainly, but not a real cock throb. But... put those same legs under a dress or skirt, and show just a little, and you have a man's undivided attention. How is that?
Riekie's little girl attempt to pull her dress down only partly succeeded. She bent over and looked at her crotch. She pointed her toes inward and played toesy with herself, as kids do. She looked at me with another of those big smiles, her huge eyes full of innocence and excitement, and shrugged her shoulders.
"There! That will just hafta do! Is that o-kay now, Da-vid?"
Stifling a laugh, I nodded.
"That's much better, Little One. Now don't you think you should eat your lunch? The rest of us are almost done. We can't play until everyone is finished eating."
She wiggled her bum over closer to me, so she was sitting touching my arm, and started to eat, picking at her food like any child.
I continued eating my meal, Riekie's shoulder touching mine. Carol sat on the far side of the blanket, eating hers, and occasionally watching us, trying valiantly not to laugh. While we ate, Riekie kept up the little girl chatter, making little childish remarks about what she liked and didn't like on her plate.
I finished my lunch. Carol finished hers, got up and put her plate by the basket. Riekie's plate was only half done, messed about like a child's. She set it on the blanket, an arm's reach away.
"There! A-a-ll done! I don't like the rest!"
She spoke with the finality only kids can muster.
Carol, getting a little into the act, from her position by the picnic basket asked:
"Riekie, would you and your new friend like some dessert and a drink?"
"Yes, please."
"Oh! Can we pleeese? Pretty please?"
Carol poured two small glasses of a cold drink from a thermos, and brought them too us. Riekie took her drink in both hands. She drank it down in two big gulps, burped daintily, and grinned delightfully.
"Ex-cuse me."
"Certainly."
Carol went back to the basket, and produced a bowl of strawberries.
"You'll have to share them."
"Thank you, we don't mind. Riekie, would you like me to show you how to eat strawberries like big people do?"
"Oh, yas, Da-vid! Please show me how big people eat straw-berries!"
She giggled and bounced up and down, clapping her hands. I finished my drink. Riekie watched me expectantly, big blue eyes sparkling. I took a strawberry and slowly ate it, exaggerating how good it tasted. She continued to look at me with those big blue eyes. She licked her lips sensuously. I took another strawberry and placed it to her lips. Her tongue came out and tasted it, then sort of wrapped around it, savoring the whole berry. Her lips opened, and she gradually sucked it in about half way. She made a very sensual production out of sucking and eating that strawberry. It was extremely erotic. I fed her three or four more berries that way. I put a berry between my lips, and offered it to her. We kissed that berry to a pulp. We broke long enough to swallow our halves.
"Little One, may I show you how to kiss like big people do?"
Her eyes got big as saucers. She wrung her hands in front of her. She dropped her head, and looked up at me from under batting lashes. The pose was priceless.
"I-I don't know... my mommy says I shouldn't kiss strangers."
"I'm not a stranger anymore, am I? I thought you said I was your friend?"
"You ARE my friend!"
"Well then, don't you think it would be alright to kiss a friend?"
"I guess so..."
She said it with that air of resignation kids use when an adult gets them to do something they don't think will be fun. Then she made her small hands into fists, and locked her arms to her sides. She puckered her lips and turned her head up, extended slightly forward, in that exaggerated way all little girls do when they have to kiss that awful boy for the school play.
"Not like that, Little One, here, let me show you. Now relax, and just do what I do."
I slid my right arm around her shoulder. I leaned her back as my face came close to hers. Riekie fell back against the hay, my face pressed to hers, beginning a very passionate kiss. Still in her role-play, Riekie at first kept her eyes tightly closed and acted stiff, as if she didn't know how. I teased her lips with my tongue, and she slowly relaxed. Then she melted a bit more and started to participate. Well into it now, she got that tongue sucking magic going, and I thought my head would explode.
As we kissed, my left hand found her right breast. I cupped and squeezed. Her eyes flew open and she broke the kiss.
"Is that part of a big people kiss, Da-vid?"
"Yes, Dear, it is."
"Goodie! I like this part!"
I heard a snort from somewhere across the blanket.
I resumed the passionate kiss, and fondled her breast some more through her dress. My hand moved to her buttons and I slowly undid them all. As the bodice fell open, I slid my hand onto her breast. Her skin was on fire. Riekie's right breast quickened and hardened almost instantly and I felt the hard point of her nipple against my palm. I tweaked the small nubbin of her nipple with my fingers. She gasped. I moved my hand to her left breast and did the same. She gasped again. Both breasts were now fully erect. I had to see and kiss and suck these delectable morsels! I broke from our passionate French kiss and traced little nibbling kisses down over her throat toward her luscious boobies.
I lowered my head to her right breast, and gazed intently at that wonderful mound of feminine flesh. Her luscious boobies were about the size of a grapefruit, firm, sitting proudly on her ribs with no sag. The roseates were a lovely shade of pink, with darker pink, small nipples erect in the centre. Riekie's breasts were more rounded than Carol's, which were of a more conical shape. The two girls were equally beautiful in their difference. I bent my head, and kissed the nipple of her left breast. My left hand worked her right, squeezing it and tweaking the nipple.
I looked to Riekie's face. Her eyes were closed, lips slightly parted. She was breathing hard. Her hands loosely twined in my hair, holding me to her breast. I tongued the roseate, and gave a playful nip at her nipple. She jumped and gasped. Her hands pressed me tighter to her breast. I sucked and chewed. Shockwaves started to move through her body. I tweaked her right nipple again. She shuddered. I shifted my position, freeing my right arm from beneath her, rising up a bit, so I could get both hands working her breasts. She was soon gasping and moaning in pleasure.
As I tweaked both nipples and massaged both breasts, her whole body started to convulse. Her moaning got louder and more continuous; her hips churned. As I teased those magnificent young breasts with my hands, my lips caressed her throat, ears, eyes, and the tip of her nose. Her moans deepened, her head moved from side to side, and her hips thrust more violently. She started gasping as her hips bucked feverishly. She was getting near. I squeezed both breasts suddenly, firmly. She arched her back, thrusting them into my hands. I took a nipple between the fingers of each hand. I pinched and pulled. Her hips lurched suddenly upward then slammed down. She gasped and yelled. She came hard, and loud.
"OH! OH! David!"
Riekie's body was wracked by several spasms then she gradually started to wind down, the occasional shudder rocking her. I heard a small noise. Carol had moved up quietly close to us, and was watching very intently, eyes smoldering. I mouthed a small kiss to her.
Riekie was coming down from her orgasm, but I didn't want her down all the way. I kissed her passionately then returned my lips to her nipples, teasing them alternately. Her hands were holding my head to her breasts as I trailed my left hand down over her tummy, dragging my fingers over her mons, feeling her intense heat even through her clothing... Her dress had hiked quite high while she thrashed out her orgasm. I moved my hand lower, tracing her left thigh through the material of her dress, onto bare flesh, and on down as far as I could reach without stretching. I trailed my hand up the inner part of her thigh. Her legs were still partly closed. She moaned softly.
When my hand reached where her thighs touched together, I trailed it back down the inside of her right leg. I crossed back to her left leg about the knee. All the while, my lips continued to tease her nipples. I stroked with a little more pressure, up her thigh, fingers curling into the more sensitive inner flesh. As it approached the top, my hand carried her dress up with it. She opened her thighs more, allowing me to stroke higher, almost to the crotch of her panties. I could feel the heat of her womanhood against the back of my hand. Riekie has to have had literally the hottest pussy I've ever seen. The physical heat from her was amazing. Her hips pumped gently, and she whined as my hand stopped short of actually touching her crotch.
I moved my hand down the inside of her right thigh, teasing lightly, crossing back over to her left as I approached her knee. I stoked back upward, this time more fully on the inside. As my hand caressed and teased higher, Riekie parted her thighs widely. As I reached her apex, my hand curled deeply into the sensitive skin there, lightly caressing and teasing. She was moaning; her hips churned more insistently. The back of my hand touched her apex lightly, feeling her heat and moisture. Her panties were completely soaked in the crotch.
I turned my hand over, and stroked her crotch through her panties, feeling her intense arousal and wetness, then placed it on her prominent mons. Through the skimpy material of her panties, I felt the softness of her luxuriant cushion of curls. I slid my hand back into her crotch, fingers teasing her sex through the material, pressing it into her slick wetness and heat. She raised her hips, pressing her mound tighter to my hand, urging more contact.
I moved my lips back to hers, teasing them with my tongue. Her mouth sucked greedily at mine. She moaned and sighed, sucking on my tongue, her breathing ragged.
I slid my hand over the smooth material of her panties to the bare tummy above. I caressed the hot bare flesh there in patterns, finding her cute little belly button. I slid the tip of a finger into the opening, tickling lightly. She gasped, and pulled my face tighter to hers.
My hand traveled southward again, this time fingers slipping under the waistband of her panties. She actually sucked her tummy in, trying to ease my access. I worked my hand under the elastic band, teasingly slow. I touched the top of her curls then retreated, teasing even more. Riekie's hips thrust hard into my hand, trying to increase the contact. Our kiss was leaving me breathless. I broke it, and nibbled on an ear, sending shivers through her entire frame. She groaned at the lost contact.
I glanced to where Carol was watching quietly. She was totally mesmerized. Her lips were parted, tongue licking them repeatedly. Her breathing seemed rapid and shallow.
I nibbled little kisses at Riekie's moist lips as my hand resumed its exploration inside her panties. Further southward, my fingers tangled lightly in her soft warm hair. She was getting frantic, hips thrusting upward. My fingers pushed deeper into the confines of her panties until they reached the edge of her mons, and probed into her slit. As my finger brushed her clit, she bucked and exclaimed.
"Oh!"
No man had ever touched her there. Her panties were too confining. I slid my hand up and around, cupping the soft, warm, moist skin of her buttock. My thumb hooked in the elastic band, and pulled downward. Riekie got the message instantly, lifting her hips clear of the blanket to help. Working gently but persistently, all the while kissing gently around her mouth and throat, I worked her panties down over her hips. As the material cleared her firmly rounded butt, she eased her hips down onto the blanket. Her panties were now a couple inches below her crotch, her legs parted nicely.
I kissed her lips tenderly as my hand found its way onto her mons again, fingers twisting and playing in her curly bush. I was still amazed at the heat from her. I had felt a bit of it other times when she pressed herself into me during a passionate kiss, but this was my first direct contact with that heat. What an erotic stimulation!
Still locked to her mouth, tongues swapping spit, my hand began its full journey of exploration through her sex. I stroked down through her curls to the edge, fingers probing into the top of her slit. I found her clit and tickled it a little, eliciting gasps and lurches of her hips. My hand continued to probe farther.
As my fingers entered her wetness, probing for her virgin opening, she tried to open her legs farther, but was prevented by the binding effect of her panties. She whined in frustration into my mouth. I grasped the material of her panties, and shoved them farther down her thighs. She raised her legs and drew her knees up. I was able to push her panties past her knees. She worked her legs, and got one foot free of the restrictive clothing. Immediately, she drew her knees up, and allowed them to fall outward, opening her sex to me completely.
Fully open to my exploration now, Riekie's kiss became even more intense. I thought she would suck the lungs right out of me. My hand probed into her slot. She was very wet, and very hot. My fingers probed. From the feel, it seemed her labia were not as prominent as Carol's. Her clit was very erect and sensitive. Little tickles and flicks with my finger caused Riekie to buck and shudder violently in several mini orgasms.
My fingers continued to probe into her, tracing the full length of her feminine crevice from the crease of her buttocks to that supersensitive little nubbin at the top. My ministrations had her moaning and groaning into my mouth as we kissed frantically. She was sopping, her juices flowing freely. It seemed she got almost as wet as Carol. Family trait, I guess.
My fingers continued to probe. I found her virgin opening, and slid some finger into it, wiggling it around. She was very tight, but well lubricated. She moaned and thrust her hips up to meet the invader. Riekie may never have been touched by a man before, but she certainly knew what she liked, and this was it. I worked my finger in until I met her barrier. Her hymen was fully intact. I withdrew enough to not endanger it just yet with some careless probing. If she was anything like her sister, there was only ONE way she wanted to lose that little bit of skin. As I worked my finger into her, Riekie's hips churned and bucked. Her moans into my mouth grew more continuous.
I ended the kiss tenderly, and trailed my lips downward toward her breasts, heaving with her heavy breathing. As I probed her soaking sex and tight opening with my finger, I latched onto a very erect, lovely nipple with my lips and sucked. A spasm went through her entire body. Riekie shook and shuddered in another mini orgasm. She gasped and panted.
My fingers worked in her beautiful little pussy. I worked another one into her hot tight hole. I gently wiggled my fingers, loosening her a little. Her hips bucked and pumped. She moaned in pleasure.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmm! O-o-o-h-h y-e-e-es!"
I started to gently finger fuck her virgin hole, working my hand rhythmically, my palm pressing her mons, the base of my fingers rubbing her clit. The motion of her hips became more pronounced. She bucked and thrust. Her hands fell away from my head, her fists clenching at her sides, as she succumbed to the sensations coursing through her nubile body.
My finger action speeded up, my hand pressing harder to her mons, fingers rubbing her clit more insistently. I could sense her building to her climax. I worked my fingers in and out, 'round and 'round, building her to a major orgasm. I felt her body start to quiver and tense. Her hips were thrusting hugely now. I continued to stroke, faster and faster. Her moans were becoming little yelps and grunts as she built higher.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! "
She was near the edge. I worked my fingers even faster, as I sucked on her nipple. She started to crest. I grasped her nipple gently in my teeth. As she reached her peak, I pulled sharply and nipped. At he same time, my thumb stabbed down onto her clit and twisted.
Riekie went over the edge. Her hips thrust massively one, two, three times, and then locked, raised a couple inches off the blanket. After a brief second, they dropped back onto it. Her legs spasmed, her heels drumming into the blanket. My hand was drenched as she squirted, and she SCREAMED!
"A-a-a-i-i-i-iii-eeee! Daaaa-vvvv-iiii-ddd!"
Her hips continued to spasm several times. Shocks and after shocks raced through her body. Her hands pounded the blanket. Her legs quivered as her heels drummed the blanket. I felt more wetness hit my hand as I slowed the action of my fingers. Her hips seemed to hump harder again. Her whole body convulsed one more time! Her voice came back.
"O GOD! O GOD! OGODOGODOGODOGOD! Uh-uh-uh! O-O-O-O OOO GO-O-O-D!"
Gradually she wound down, her body shaking as smaller spasms rocked her. My God she came hard!
Her eyes were closed, hips still pumping. I just had to see and kiss what I had just touched and probed. I drew my right arm from its place under her shoulders. Rising on both hands, I kissed down her breasts, across the waist band of her dress to her exposed tummy, kissing ever southward. I paused briefly at her navel, and swabbed it with my tongue, causing another spasm to wrack her body. I kissed lower until my face was buried in her curls. Her bush was pure blonde and absolutely beautiful. She smelled sweet. I maneuvered myself between her legs, and lay out between them.
I lifted my face away from her mons, and scooted back a bit so I could get a good look at her wonderful pussy. I kissed the tender, sensitive skin on the insides of her thighs. I rose up and filled my eyes. I felt someone move in alongside on my right: Carol. She looked at me then looked straight into Riekie's gorgeous pussy. She whispered.
"I told you she had the prettiest blonde pussy, but seeing is believing, no?"