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 ï>¿Summer by TheTyke

   This is a true story.  All the characters in this story we over the age
of consent when the story took place.  All these events took place during
the course of one very long and hot summer when I was growing up, just on
the change from boy to man and still full of the innocence and wonder that
seemed to characterise kids back then.

   I had just finished my exams and depending upon the results, would
either go on to a sixth form school some miles away or have to get out and
find myself a job.  I wasn't particularly worried; I felt I have done
enough (just), to get the grades I wanted and besides the results came out
at the end of summer and that was light years away.

   Right now I just wanted to enjoy a complete summer with no school work;
and enjoying the summer meant never-ending games of football with the gang,
long walks out into the countryside and occasional swimming at the local
baths if there was the money to go.

   No different really from every other summer except this was the last one
of our childhood and we knew it, whatever happened after this summer things
would never be quite the same again.

   We had all grown up together, Mike, Dave, Roy and me, bright kids from a
working class mining village in Yorkshire.  Roy and I had wider aspirations
and went on to take higher exams and then I went on to college and Roy went
into the police force and an early death in a car crash.  Strange but he
always said he would die young.

   Dave went into the local steel works and Mike down the mine.  They would
both later be caught up in the strikes and watch the demise of their
respective industries under the brutal care of Margaret Thatcher.

   But that was all in the future and the only cares we had at the start of
that summer was getting a football to play with and the chances of an
illegal bottle of beer at one of the more remote, and understanding, rural
off-licences we knew of in the area.  Sue changed all that.

   Sue was 'one of the boys'.  She had started hanging around with us about
three summers before and just sort of hovered on the fringe of everything
we did.  She came with us on our long and rambling walks out into the
countryside, walking for miles in whatever direction the wind was blowing;
and she would watch as the boys climbed trees and fooled about; not really
taking part but always there.

   Occasionally she brought a friend along and they walked with us or sat
and talked as we played football for hours, faces close together as young
girls do, brushing hair from their eyes as they discussed matters of
current importance, arms clasped around their knees; but the friends came
and went and only Sue stayed.  She was part of the scenery.  Almost by
default she became one of the gang.

   In that final summer Sue was changing into a fine young woman; her body
changed from a gangly tomboy into a young woman with a slim and athletic
figure with small, budding breasts and for the first time that summer we
began to notice the difference.

   The effect on us all was slight and subtle in the beginning, the boys
began to include her more in their games, made room for her to sit with
them when they were talking, sly glances at her bust or her rear as she
walked with them.  She was still 'one of the boys' but whenever she was
present there was a slight change in the group, just as a breeze ruffles
leaves on a tree or stirs the grass in the fields, Sue began to have an
effect on us, she began to be noticed.

   She herself seemed to be unaware that any change was taking place; she
tagged along where ever we went.  We used to play football on some spare
ground near the railway, usual stuff, from 2 to a 100 a side depending on
who was there and who wanted to play.  The game lasted until people got fed
up and went home or it got too dark to play anymore.  Sometimes Sue would
get roped in to play but usually she was content to sit on the grassy bank
and just watch.

   We four lads would usually get together straight after breakfast and
head for whatever adventure we had planned for the day and more often than
not Sue would 'just turn up' and join us, walking along slightly behind,
talking in her usual quietish manner to whoever walked with her; but boy
could she run; whenever the games turned fast Sue could out run any of us.

   Sue was a sprinter; graceful and long legged she ran with a freedom and
speed that left the rest of us following lamely up behind her.  She became
our mascot and would be proudly brought to the front of the gang whenever a
foot race was called for.

   Most boys hated running against her and soon she was the unchallenged
champion of our area.  I guess she soon got used to ending a race and being
bowled over by four cheering lads  -" she would disappear under us laughing
and gasping for breath.

   It was one of the few times that I remember her being outrageously
happy, laughing and shouting with the rest of us, just glad to be alive;
most of the time she still seemed happy but in a much quieter way, kind of
reserved  -" don't get me wrong, she was never unhappy, but she had a quiet
about her that made you think of still waters, of someone waiting for
something, a sort of sleeping beauty air about her.

   One evening, after everyone had gone home, the four of us were laying on
the grass bank talking and watching the lights come on in the houses across
the fields.  Sue had not been with us that day and as usual, whether she
was there or not, the conversation drifted around to sex, or our lack of it
in our cases.

   If she was there Sue would join in with some gossip about who in her
class was 'doing it' and with whom.  We all joined with lewd comments about
the people we were talking about and said that we 'wouldn't touch them with
a bargepole' but secretly wishing that we could with anything.

   Girls who had 'done it' were creatures of mystery and awe to us.  We
pretended to be men of the world and talked with authority about all things
sexual when in reality we were all pathetic virgins who had never even seen
a girl undressed, let alone know what to do with her if we were ever luck
enough to meet one without her clothes.

   We bluffed and blustered about our conquests and we all knew we were
lying.  That's the problem with growing up together, we all knew all there
was to know about each other which made the bragging just a little bit
harder to pull off in a convincing manner.  Usually if you went a step too
far someone would be able to shoot you down and leave you to pick up the
pieces the best you could.

   Anyway this particular evening the conversation had worked its way
around to sex and Dave was recounting the escapades of one of the 'sluts'
in school and were discussing in some detail the probable shape and
dimensions of this girls fanny when suddenly Mike sat up and said to Dave,
"How would you know?  I bet you've never even seen one".

   We all froze; this was too near the truth for all of us.  I happened to
know that Dave had never seen one as we had admitted as much to each other
one day not long before as we walked home from school.  Eyes went down to
the ground in an attempt find something interesting on the floor in the
gathering gloom as Dave tried to bluster his way out of it.

   "Of course I bloody have, seen loads."

   "Whose?" Said Mike not willing to let him off the hook so easily.

   "My sisters" said Dave.

   "Doesn't count." Mike snorted, "She's too small and anyway we've all see
your sisters'!" Pretending anger and seeing a way to divert the question
Dave launched himself at Mike and they rolled over down the banking.

   We all followed and sat on Dave who had ended up beneath Mike.  "Come
on." Mike laughed pushing him easily away, "Who else?"

   "Sue's." Dave said in quiet desperation.

   We all burst out laughing, "Sue's?  Sue hasn't got one.  An' even if she
has you've never seen it."

   Gasping under our weight Dave continued with his lie.  "I have too. 
Gerrof me."

   "When?" We all asked simultaneously.

   "Last summer at the swimming pool, You weren't there.  I saw it."

   "Liar." Mike said and cuffed him over the head.  We all sat back and let
Dave sit up.  Dave brushed himself off and said almost to himself.  "I
bloody have seen it and it's hairy!"

   We stood around in an almost embarrassed silence, some sort of line had
been crossed and we knew it.  We were suddenly all thinking of what Sue
would look like without her skirt and we just didn't think of Sue like
that. We looked sheepishly at each other and shrugged in the fading light.

   "Better get home" I said.

   We split up at the end of the field and went our own ways home.  I
walked with Dave a little way before he turned off towards his house.

   "It wasn't true was it?" I asked.

   "What?" He said although we both knew what I was talking about.  "About
seeing Sue."

   "No." he said and paused for fraction before adding quietly "but I'd
like to."

   "So would I." I admitted.  "So would I."

   *****

   Some days later we were all out walking; a straggling group of young
people aimlessly wandering along.  The lead boys were deadheading
wildflowers with sticks while Sue, Dave and I brought up the rear.

   We had played football until it the heat had beaten us and then by
common consent we had decided to go for a walk.  The air was hot and heavy
and uncomfortable as English summer days can often get.  We had bought some
beer at the off-licence and were pretending we were heavy drinkers as we
walked along taking gulps from the passed around bottles.

   We crossed some fields and skirted the edge a wood; a sort of aimless
wandering despite the fact that we knew all the paths within a 10 mile
radius by heart.  As we skirted the woods we decided to go and find
somewhere to sit and drink our underage beers, somewhere away from prying
eyes who could tell our parents what we were up to.

   Mike knew of an old 'den' that someone had made some time in the past,
deep in the middle of a stand of trees on the edge of the wood, a
children's hideaway of overhanging branches and flattened undergrowth.  We
found the entrance and crawled inside.

   The air inside the den was hot and heavy but at least we were private
and away from prying eyes.  The sun dappled us and the floor with bright
spots of gently moving light.  There was not a lot of room for all of us
and so we spread our cardigans and jumpers on the floor and lay down,
crowded close together.

   Sue crawled through the opening and seeing there wasn't much space she
clumsily crawled across everyone and sat herself down in the middle.  All
the guys she crawled over pushed back and cursed her half heartedly.  She
half fell, half sat, heavily in the middle of us, pulled her pleated school
skirt down over her thighs where it has ridden up and proceeded to brush
the dirt and bits grass and debris from her brown, sun tanned knees.

   She threw her cardigan on the floor behind her.  She didn't really
notice the boys watching her legs intently as her hands brushed away the
dirt.  Sitting almost in front of her I leaned forward and brushed a few
imaginary specks from her other knee.

   She laughed and pushed my hand away.  'Pack it in' she said, 'it
tickles'.  I put my hand back on her knee and brushed again.  She laughed
'Pack it in I said'.  Dave reached out and brushed her other knee.  She put
both legs down flat and put her hands on her knees.

   'Stop it' she said, 'you know how ticklish I am.'

   Roy, who was sitting slightly behind her reached out for her shoulders
and pulled her back flat onto the ground.  She laughed again as her legs
went up in the air and she tried to smooth down her skirt while struggling
to sit back up, a flash of white knickers caught our attention.

   Roy pulled her back down again pressing her shoulders flat to the earth.
He leaned forward slightly across her and tried to lick her nose, a
childish, messy game we had played many times before.  As she tried to push
him away Mike took hold of one of her hands and placed it underneath him,
Dave followed his lead and did the same with her other hand.  I leaned
forward across her legs, effectively pinning her to the ground.

   Still laughing Sue looked up at Roy whose face was hovering above her
and then at the rest of us.

   "Please don't tickle me." She said.  I moved up her legs and sat astride
her knees.

   "We're not going to tickle you," I said, "Not at first anyway.  I think
we have other games to play."

   Sue looked puzzled.  "What other games?"

   "Like finding out what colour your knickers are."

   Sue looked startled.  "Cheeky bugger.  Let me go and I'll tell you."

   "Why do I need to let you go?" I said.  "Watch this." I reached down and
picked up the hem of her skirt and lifted it slightly.  I glanced up and
into the darkness before replacing the skirt with exaggerated care. 
"They're white." I said.

   Sue began to struggle a little, "Look, let me go, you've all seen my
pants before."

   I placed my hands on either side of her hips and held her down quietly.
The guys continued to hold her arms.  When she had calmed a little I said.
"I know that we've all seen your knickers before.  We've done nothing but
look up your skirt for weeks.  But now we want to take it a bit further."
Sue stopped struggling altogether and looked at me.

   "What do you mean?" She asked cautiously.

   "We want to have a closer look."

   "A closer look at what?"

   I smiled at her.  "At you." It took a second for my words to sink in and
then suddenly Sue began to struggle.  She thrashed from side to side trying
to loosen our grip in her but it was no contest, she was no match for the
four of us.

   Finally she stopped and lay quiet, her chest heaving with her exertions.
"Look, it's no use struggling" I said watching the sunlight chase across
her face as the leaves above us moved, "you're only going to knock yourself
out.  There are four of us and we are far too strong for you so just listen
up for a minute."

   Sue looked around cautiously, "What?"

   "We're all really good friends aren't we?" I said and Sue nodded
reluctantly, unsure of where this was going.  "And friends share don't
they?" She half nodded again without taking her eyes off me.  "So we have
been watching your body for a long time; and we think it's about time you
shared it with us."

   Sue shook her head "I don't think so..."

   I cut her off.  "Look, it's a beautiful hot day isn't it?  The sun is
shining and it's a great day for taking your clothes off.  Or at least," I
glance around at the intense faces of the other three, "for having someone
take your clothes off for you.  And as I said before, 'you're amongst
friends' and friends are supposed to share.  We just want to share you." I
made myself more comfortable on her legs.  "That's not a problem is it?"

   Realising we were serious she began to struggle again.  We held her and
waited for the struggling to stop.  "Look Sue, we can do this anyway that
you want but just remember that we are all your friends here," she looked
at our faces in turn, "and we want to have a look at you, at all of you. 
And if you were our friend you'd let us look, wouldn't she boys?" The guys
all nodded.

   Sue looked up at me.  "What do you want to see?" She asked in a whisper.

   "You've seen my knickers."

   "I know Sue", I said, "but that's not enough is it?"

   "What else is there?" She said quietly.

   "We want to see what's inside them.  I think that that's only fair don't
you?" I brushed her knees with my fingertips.  "In fact I think we want to
see all of you." I paused slightly "without your clothes."

   Sue flinched a little.  She closed her eyes as if hoping that we would
go away and her head slowly slumped back.  I smiled at the guys and leaned
forward.  Strands of her dirty blonde hair lay across her face, moving
erratically as she breathed.  I pulled a few strands away from the corner
of her mouth and stroked her cheek.  She never moved.

   "Sue" I said quietly and she opened her eyes and looked at me "we are
going to take your clothes off." Her eyes half closed again but she kept
watching me from under her lids.  "You do understand what we are going to
do don't you?" She never moved.  "We are going to undress you and look at
your body" I paused for effect "and we will most probably touch it."

   She nodded ever so slightly and kept her eyes on mine.  I was aware of
her body heat where I sat astride her hips.  "You don't mind if I take your
clothes off do you Sue?" Sue licked her dry lips but didn't say anything.
She continued to watch me, her eyes narrowing even more.

   "I'll take that as a 'yes' then shall I?" I asked and she did not
answer. The air was a still as I have ever known it.  I leaned forward
slightly keeping eye contact with her.  "Has anyone ever seen you naked
before Sue?"

   "Naked?" she whispered.

   "Yes naked.  Nude, Without clothes," I answered slowly and Sue softly
shook her head.

   "No?" I asked and she shook her head again.  "Then we will be the first
will we?" She nodded almost imperceptibly.  I sat back and ran my hands
down her body.  She opened her eyes.  "Then I guess that its better that we
are your friends isn't it?"

   "Is it?" She whispered.

   I sat back and looked at her.  "Of course it is.  Friends should share
and we are going to share you.  That's fair isn't it?"

   She looked at me and for the first time I thought I saw something deep
in her eyes, an acquiescence, a slight submission.  "And I think you want
us to share you don't you Sue?" Her eyes flicked open and watched me as I
sat back astride her young body and she never made a sound.

   "Top first?" I asked the guys quietly, "Shall we start at the top?  Who
wants her to get her Tits out for the boys?" All the guys nodded, I could
tell by their eyes that they desperately wanted to carry this through but
were still slightly apprehensive about the consequences.

   I figured that seeing as I had really started it I needed to move it
along before anyone had second thoughts; so I quickly reached forward and
pulled her blouse out of the elasticated waistband of her skirt.  I thought
I heard Sue say 'Don't' under her breath but there was no stopping now, I
was the master of ceremonies, I was in charge of the unveiling of Sue and
the knowledge and anticipation of what we were about to do was
intoxicating.

   I pushed her blouse up and out slightly to expose a little of her
stomach.  I touched her skin and marvelled in its softness and warmth.  A
fine down of tiny blonde hairs caught the sunlight.  They ran in a golden
line down from below her belly button under the waistband of her skirt.  I
was a kid in a sweet shop, I wanted to follow these hairs and explore where
they went to but instead I remembered that I promised the boys her breasts
first so I reversed the direction of my fingers and stroked up to the
bottom hem of her blouse.

   At the touch of my fingers Sue sucked in her stomach as if trying to
avoid them but they would not be denied; my fingers had a will of their own
and as I stroked her stomach I marvelled at the first real feel of a young
woman's skin.  I eased the tails of her blouse apart as my fingers moved
upward until I touched the bottom button.  Without fumbling it came undone
almost on its own.

   I gently pushed the shirt apart as I moved upwards to the next button
which also easily came undone.  I pushed the blouse further apart revealing
the whole of her stomach.  The guys watched her slowly growing nakedness
with awe.  We were already looking at more of Sue that we had every really
though we would ever get to see.

   "Only two more buttons Sue." I said, "And then we can all look at what
you've got under here" Sue's nod was barely perceptible "are you sure no
one has ever seen them before?" She licked lips and shook her head.  I
undid the third button and ran my fingers on the skin underneath.

   "No bra." I said.  She licked her lips again and looked at the faces
around her.  "Why are you not wearing a bra Sue?" Her eyes flicked from
face to face again.  "I think you wanted to show us your breasts didn't
you? You wanted us to see them.  Not wearing a bra makes it really easy for
us doesn't it Sue?  Nothing to stop us, nothing at all."

   Sue closed her eyes.  "Shall we have a look?  Shall I just open this
last button so we can all look at your breasts?  Would you like that?  Only
one button and then we have your breasts." Sue never moved or uttered a
sound.  The anticipation from the boys was so real that you could almost
taste it.  Sue lay quiet.  I undid the last button and the blouse gaped
open.

   We could now see skin from her chin to her navel; the sun dappled her
face as she held her breath.  Placing my hands flat on her warn skin I
pushed back both sides of the blouse and spread them open.  Sue lay
completely silent as four young men gazed for the first time at a real pair
of naked breasts attached to a real, live, woman.

   The guys exchanged quick furtive glances before returning to Sue's
breast.  They were indeed beautiful, small and firm, conical, tipped with
long dusky pink nipples.  The dappled sunlight moved across them as the
leaves moved in the branches above us, bronzing first one nipple and then
the other.

   Without waiting Mike reached across and cupped one breast, Sue flinched
at the touch.  He tentatively and clumsily squeezed the breast and we all
watched on in fascination.

   "What's it feel like?" Dave asked.  Mike never answered; he seemed to
have been struck dumb by his own boldness, rooted to spot with his hand on
Sue's breast.  Dave looked up at me still sitting astride her legs.  "What
do they feel like?" He asked again.  "I don't know." I answered, "I haven't
felt them yet."

   I leaned forward and cupped her left breast.  The feeling was
electrifying, my entire being suddenly focused on what my right hand was
doing.  The skin felt like warm silk, soft and moving under my hand.  The
movement of her breast flowed under my palm and then I found her nipple.

   Nothing had prepared me for that first feel of her nipple, soft and
yielding while at the same time hard and solid.  I turned it between my
fingers and felt Sue suddenly move beneath me.  I recognised the connection
between the nipple and her response.

   In those few minutes I was growing up fast; I think we all were.  Her
nipple seemed to have grown longer and harder in my fingers.  I squeezed it
again and felt her move again beneath me.  I sat back a little and let go
of her breast.  "I think you can let go of her now." I said to the guys.

   They looked at me in surprise.  "Not yet!  I want to see the rest of
her." said Mike still holding on to her breast.

   "And you will" I said.  I was confident that we now had complete power
over Sue without really knowing why.  I reached out and took her breast
again.  "You'll let us look now won't you Sue?" All eyes turned to her but
she didn't answer.

   I gently squeezed her nipple and felt a small corresponding movement
beneath me.  "We all think your tit's are beautiful Sue.  Don't we lads?" A
murmur of consent came from everyone.  "And we all want to play with them.
You've got them out for us to have a look at and that was OK wasn't it
Sue?"

   She lay quiet and I gently squeezed her nipple again and she swallowed.
"So can we play with them?" She never spoke.  "You will let us all play
with them won't you?  It seems a shame to put them away again without all
of us having a good feel.  Is that OK?" She never moved.  I gently kneaded
her breast and pulled on her nipple.  "I said is that OK?" She opened her
eyes and looked at me, there was a barely audible "Yes" and I smiled.  I
let go of her breast and sat back, "She's all yours lads."

   Dave and Roy let go of her arms and leaned forward stretching their
hands to the same breast, feeling its weight, watching it change shape
under their fingers.  Sue never moved as the three hands grabbed at her
breasts.

   I leaned over and pushed them away.  They looked startled.  "Gently
guys, gently.  Watch, do it like this." I looked down at Sue lying half
naked underneath me, her arms still outstretched and breasts bared, like
some virgin sacrifice from a dirty book, which indeed she was.

   "Look." I said to the guys.  "do it like this." I placed my hands on the
sides of her hips and slowly ran them up her sides, over her ribcage and
then up and onto her breasts.  I cupped them, squeezing gently all the way
to her nipple.  Her head moved and she opened her eyes and looked at me.  I
took her nipple between my fingers and rolled it.  It grew even harder.  I
held her gaze.  "Do it just like that." I sat back holding Sue's gaze.  The
look seemed to last forever.  "Go on boys," I eventually said "Sue's gone
to all this trouble to get them out for you, the least you can do is to
play with them."

   Three hands closed on her breasts, stoking and cupping, rolling and
squeezing her nipples.  The guys were completely engrossed in the new
sensations.  She held my gaze for ages but slowly her eyes became more
unfocused, her breathing became shallower and eventually her eyelids
fluttered closed.  As the fondling continued her hips slowly began to move
beneath me.

   "I think we might have forgotten something fellas." I said quietly.  The
guys reluctantly stopped playing with their new toys and looked at me. 
Sue's eyes opened slowly and she looked at me.  "I thought you wanted to
see the rest of her."

   Sue's eyes suddenly locked on mine.  I smiled.  "You'll let us look at
you now won't you Sue?" I asked looking down directly into her wide open
eyes.  "You will open your legs for us and let us look at you won't you?"
Sue looked at the faces around her.  Hands still held her breasts, still on
her nipples.

   She shuddered and licked her lips as though her mouth was dry.  She
looked back at me.  The hands continued to fondle her breasts.  "Will you
open your legs for us Sue?  Let us look at you?"

   She tried to focus on me but the hands on her breasts were confusing
her. "What's the difference anyway?" I asked.  "We already have your
breasts, we already have you half naked; and doesn't it feel good?" Sue
blinked and tried to think.  I knew she was wishing the hands would stop
what they were doing and give her time to think.

   "It does feel good doesn't it?" I asked again.  Without taking her eyes
off mine she nodded slightly.  I smiled.  "I'm sorry Sue, I didn't hear
you." She looked back into my eyes and in a hushed voice said "Yes."

   "Yes what?" I asked.

   "Yes it feels good."

   "So you don't mind if I take the rest of your clothes off you do you?" I
asked.  Sue blinked and broke the gaze.  The hands and fingers continued to
move over her breasts.  She half nodded and then shook her head as if to
clear her thoughts.

   "Was that a 'Yes' Sue?  " She looked back at me again.  "Was that a
'Yes' to taking the rest of your clothes off?  Can we take off your skirt
and knickers?  " Sue tried to speak but then said nothing.

   "That's a 'yes' then is it?  We can take your skirt and knickers off and
look at what's in them?  Open your legs and see what's between them? 
Perhaps have a little touch?" The hands were relentless at her breasts; she
seemed to be having difficulty in forming words.

   "We're having so much fun with your breasts Sue; and I can tell that
you're loving it too.  Shall we extend the area of pleasure and go and play
between your legs?" Mike pulled on her nipple and her head fell back with a
groan.  I leaned closer, "Was that a 'yes' Sue?" She opened her eyes a
little and we all heard the muffled 'Yes'.

   I needed no second invite.  I backed down her legs a little and then
took hold of the waistband of her skirt and very slowly pulled it down over
her hips.  The top of her plain white cotton pants came into view. 
Reaching around and underneath me I pulled her skirt down to her knees and
then sat down on her thighs again.

   I ran my hand lightly across the front of her plain white knickers. 
They were slightly baggy although she filled them beautifully.  They were
not the skimpy lacy strings that women wear these days but at that time
they were the sexiest item of clothing imaginable.  "That's lovely." I said
feeling the material move over her tummy and mound.  "Try it."

   The guys reluctantly let go of her breasts and moved down to run their
hands across her knickers.  Glyn dipped between her legs, "I can feel her
crack" he said almost in awe.

   "You'll see it soon." I said.  Sue was almost forgotten.  She lay back
as the boys crowded down her body to look and touch.  Fingers began to feel
around the edge of the elastic of her knickers.

   "Wait." I said and the fingers retreated.  "Look first, touch later. 
Isn't that right Sue?" All eyes looked back at Sue, most only just
remembering she was attached to the body they were exploring.  Sue looked
back at me.  "That's right isn't it?" I said slowly.  "Look first and then
touch.  That's OK with you isn't it?" Sue looked back at me and again
nodded slowly.

   I smiled and stoked her mound through her knickers with the back of my
fingers.  "Good girl." I could feel a slight movement in her following the
movements of my fingers.  "Shall we take your knickers off now then?"
Another slight nod.

   I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her knickers and slowly pulled
them down an inch.  All eyes followed their progress.  Almost mesmerised
Sue watched my face.  The waistband reached the top of her hipbone. 
Without letting go I traced the shape of the hip with my thumbs.  "Lovely."
Sue swallowed.  I looked up into her eyes.  "Lift your bottom for us Sue.
Let me take your knickers off."

   Slowly her hips rose slightly and I slid the knickers down under her
bottom.  At the font the fine down of blonde hair that began at her navel
suddenly began to broaden and coarsen; then her first real pubic hair began
to appear.

   "They're blonde" said Roy.

   "'Course they bloody are" said Mike with a grin from ear to ear "what
the hell did you expect?  She's blonde isn't she?"

   As her knickers slid down her hips we could see that her public hair
curved gently into a narrowing V, slowly thickening into tight blonde
curls. Once she was complete exposed I pulled her knickers down her legs
and they joined her skirt beneath me.  There was absolute silence in the
den; all eyes were locked onto her pubic mound.  This is what we had come
to see, what we wanted to see.  This was the most forbidden territory, what
we had all until now only talked about.

   "Bloody hell" breathed Dave.

   "I can't see it" said Roy.

   I reached around behind me and raising myself slightly pulled her skirt
and knickers down to her ankles.  Mike scooted down and pulled them over
her shoes and off completely and then quickly came back to watch.  They all
looked at each other.

   When we set out this morning none of us would ever have believed that we
would be here now, in this position, with Sue naked between us; not only
naked but touchable and available.  I looked at Sue, she was still watching
me.

   "OK Sue" I said, "it's time to open your legs." Her eye's flinched but
she did not move.

   "Come on Sue" said Dave "let the dog see the rabbit."

   I smiled.  "Come on Sue, the boys want to see you.  You don't want to
let them down now do you?" Sue stared back at me.  She looked beautiful. 
Pools of sunlight moved slowly over her skin making her body glow; her
breasts still pink from recent handling, with their nipples still erect
rose and fell in shallow breaths; I looked down the length of her lithe
young body, down into the nestled curls of her shining blonde pubic hair.

   She watched me look at her, took in every movement of my eyes.  She
looked at the others, they were all studying her body; she must have been
able to feel their collective breath on her skin.  She lay there with her
arms still outstretched all though no one was holding her anymore.  I knew
she was ready.

   I put my hands slowly down between her thighs and applied a slight
outward pressure.  "It's time Sue" I said "open your legs now and let us
in." Her eyes never left me.  Her legs opened an inch.  As if the sacrifice
was coming true a shaft of sunlight suddenly ran between her legs and
glistened on some secret moisture hidden in the depths.

   With an audible intake of breath the guys all leaned forward for a
better look.  I increased the pressure on the inside of her thighs slightly
and the gates of heaven swung open.  I changed position so I could kneel in
between her open knees.

   Between her open legs her blonde curls gave way to a view that was
beyond our wildest imaginings.  Everyone leaned in still further to look.
Four guys head to head over Sue's hips and open legs.

   Where her hairs ended between her legs began a long interlocking fold of
soft skin that ran lengthways down towards her bottom.  The folds were pink
and smooth with a few sparse hairs around them.  A hint of moisture wetted
the centre of the fold drawing all eyes to it.

   No one was sure what to do.  We were spellbound by the sight.  We all
just looked and said nothing, mouths dry and eyes wide.  As the guys leaned
forwards hands gripped her knees and opened her legs wider so that we all
could see.

   As her legs opened her lips moved as though they had a life of their
own. As we watched her lips began to swell slightly, only a small movement
but clearly visible to our intense gaze.  As they swelled they seemed to
part slightly and the first hint of a small, moist, pink gap began to
appear between them.

   I was fascinated.  I leaned forward for a closer look pushing the other
out of the way until my nose only inches from her.  "Open her legs more." I
said and the guys opened her legs a little wider.  It was enough.  Her now
puffy lips parted and I saw my first glimpse inside a woman.  It was
beautiful and intoxicating; a small coral entrance to an unknown land and I
could smell her, my first experience of that extremely exciting and exotic
scent.

   I snapped out of my trance and sat bolt upright cracking heads that were
also trying to get closer.  I looked around at them, some rubbing their
heads ruefully, I was suddenly unsure of what to do now.  My knowledge from
this part on was sketchy at best, a mix of myth, stories and jokes.  I
looked at Sue.  Her eyes were still on me; I couldn't read what was in
them, part fear and part something else.

   "Go on then" said Dave being quite unspecific what I was expected to 'go
on' with.  I looked at Sue laying spread out before me and quite suddenly,
as before, when our eyes met my nerves suddenly left me.  "Gentlemen,
settle yourselves down and relax."

   They looked at me and then visibly began to settle back, they trusted me
and were ready for a show.  "Get yourself a beer and take your time." I
looked back into Sue's eyes.  "We are about to take a tour of Sue." Once
again Sue said nothing; she just stared back at me and licked her dry lips.

   I looked at Roy.  "Be a Gentleman and make her comfortable." Roy
obediently moved around behind her and lifted her head slightly and then
rested her head on his stomach.  Dave and Mike picked up a bottle of beer
each and settled down on either side of her.

   I looked around, this had become almost surreal, it had taken on the air
of a meeting in someone's front room.  The guys were making themselves
comfortable as I had seen them do a thousand times in front of a TV; and
there was Sue, stretched out between us almost completely naked except for
shoes and socks and her open, pushed aside, blouse.  She was ours; to be
used and explored as we wanted and taking my lead, the guys seemed to
accept that they had all the time in the world.

   Roy casually leaned forward and took one of Sue's breasts in his hand
and almost idly began to play with her nipple.  I took a drink from Mike's
bottle and then looked down at the girl spread out before me.

   As I looked at her face she now had a slight look of the proverbial
rabbit caught in the car's headlamps; events had moved on a little too fast
for her, she could never have guessed when she went for a walk with us this
morning, a morning no different to thousands before, that within hours she
would be spread-eagled and naked in front of us and that we would all have
our hands on her.

   There was a time, even today, when she could have controlled events, but
now she realised that we had taken that control away from her and she was
powerless to stop what was happening to her, even if she wanted too; and
that was by no means certain.  Her eyes also gave her away, a mixture of
fear and pleasure, confusion and lust.

   "Right then," I said to her "shall we begin?" I leant forward and ran my
fingers through the curls that sat above her pussy.  They were soft and
sprang back as my fingers passed through them.  Sue's legs twitched
slightly and Dave and Mike reached out to hold her knees open.

   "She's OK." I said.  "She'll keep her legs open for us.  She wants this
to happen." Bemused the guys looked at Sue.  "Don't you Sue?" I said.  She
never moved, just lay there looking at me while Roy played with her breast.

   "Do you?" Asked Dave "as much as we do?" and he reached out and took her
other breast in his hand.

   "Of course she does." I said and began to slowly stoke my finger down
the length of her opening.  Her pussy lips opened like the parting of the
Red Sea.  Sue tensed and a small sound escaped her.  "You like that don't
you?" I asked.  Sue didn't speak.  I eased her lips apart with my finger. I
had to lean in to get a closer look.

   "What's it feel like?" Said Roy who could only see the top of my head
from his angle, although I was certain he was enjoying Sue's breast and the
view down her body to where I was knelt between her open legs must have
been spectacular.

   "She's wet." I said.

   "She's supposed to be." Said Dave, "What else?".

   I ran my finger up to the top of her fold and sensed Sue stiffen.  Using
two fingers I opened her up.  What looked like a small glistening nipple
was peering out.  "There's something here at the top.  Looks a bit like
another nipple."

   Mike and Dave leaned in to take a look.  Holding her open with one hand
I pointed to it.  Mike shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.  He reached
forward and touched it.  There was an immediate intake of breath from Sue
and she stiffened and tried to close her legs.  Mike and Dave quickly
grabbed her knees and held her legs apart; Roy reached down and held her
arms.

   I looked at Mike.  "Shall we do that again?" Mike nodded.  Holding her
open the small protuberance was clearly visible.  I brushed my finger
lightly over it and Sue shuddered again.  She looked up at me, "I think
that we have found something here don't you?" I asked her but she didn't
answer, I didn't really expect her to.  I placed my finger on it and began
to rub gently around in small circles.

   Not knowing what to expect the boys took a firmer grip on her arms and
knees, holding her open, spreading her wider.  Sue closed her eyes, her
breathing becoming ragged as my finger moved in circles around her
seemingly increasingly sensitive nub.

   I continued the motion with my fingertip.  The nub seemed to have grown
in size.  I took it between my finger and thumb and very gently squeezed,
Sue gave a low grunt and her head fell back.  I released it and began the
circling motion again.

   Sue began to shudder and very slowly her hips began rise to meet my
finger.  The guys were mesmerised.  Roy and Dave held a breast each and
stoked and pulled on her nipples while I continued rubbing gently around
and around that small and glistening protuberance.  Sue began to whimper
slightly and moisture began to appear making her slick and wet.

   Mike and Dave continued to hold her legs open, watching her intently. 
Suddenly Sue's hips began to buck and writhe and her whole body went rigid,
she let out a strangled cry and then, equally as suddenly, went completely
limp.

   The guys were amazed.  We all let go of her and sat back.  "Fuck me!"
Said Mike.  "Is she alright?" Still cradling her head Roy looked closely at
her, "yeah, she looks OK."

   Sue didn't move, she just lay there breathing heavily.  Slowly she began
to stir and opened her eyes.  As soon as her eyes were open Dave cupped her
breast and began experimentally pulling on her nipple.  He looked up
excitedly, "Lets see if we can do it again."

   Sue rolled her head as if to say 'no'.  but we ignored her and as Mike
and Dave held her knees I opened her up again with my fingers.  As before I
began to rub gently on the small nub.  She instantly began to writhe and
buck and this time the boys really had to hold her down as she seemed to be
trying to get away from the fingers that were invading her.

   "Take it easy." Roy said to her and stroked the strands of hair out of
her eyes.  She seemed to relax slightly and immediately Mike and Dave began
to work on her breasts in earnest, kneading and pulling on her nipples,
while I continued to stroke between her legs.

   It didn't take long before we could all feel the tension building inside
her again.  Slowly her bottom came up off the floor to meet my fingers. 
The sight was fantastic.  I increased the pace.  The guys were working her
breasts and holding her legs wide open while Roy held her head.  "I think
she's about to blow again!" said Roy watching her face intently.  Almost as
he said it she suddenly arched her back and this time she almost screamed
before slowly subsiding in a series of jerky shudders.

   She lay quiet for a while as the guys continued to manipulate her
breasts.  A fine sheen of sweat shone on her skin in the sunlight.  I was
inspecting between her legs.  Moisture was now leaking from her and running
down between her legs.  I rubbed my fingers in it.  It felt so smooth and
sticky.

   Mike said "Have you put your fingers inside her yet?" I looked at where
the moisture was seeping from.  It seemed so obvious that I wondered why I
hadn't thought of it before.  I gently inserted one finger inside her.  For
the first time I felt the wonderful warmth and softness as her vaginal
walls closed around my finger.  She moved her hips slowly, almost
involuntarily, to meet the intrusion but otherwise she lay quiet.

   "Go on then" Mike said, "finger fuck her." He leaned over and felt
between her legs for her.  As his finger found her button she again gave a
little grunt and tried to close her legs but I was knelt between them, Dave
and Mike quickly held her open again.

   Once he had his finger in the right place he began to rub slowly just as
I had been doing.  He looked over at what I was doing, "Try use two
fingers" he said.  I pulled my finger out and then inserted two.  Her walls
closed around them like old friends.  My fingers were slick with her
juices. I began to work them back and forth, slowly in and out, we could
all hear the sucking sound my fingers made as they moved inside her.

   Sue lay almost motionless for a minute but then our ministrations began
to have their effect on her and her hips began to move again.  Roy and Dave
continued to play with her breasts while Mike and I worked between her
legs.

   We were all experimenting with our own part of Sue.  Dave leant in and
took her nipple in his mouth and began to suck; you could tell by the look
on his face that he was enjoying the sensation; and by the reaction from
Sue so was she.  From his position Roy cold not get his head to her other
breast so he continued with his manual manipulations of her breast and
nipple with one hand while he cradled her head and stroked her face with
his other.  Mike was leaning across her stomach working on her nub with
absolute concentration.  I was working my two fingers in and out of her and
feeling all around her insides.

   I discovered that by curling my fingers slightly inside her I could
touch another obviously very sensitive area.  Under this combined assault
Sue was again soon rising to our fingers.  She was now almost continuously
emitting small animal sounds which were steadily rising in volume.  In the
sunlight her body shone with sweat.  As the volume of her cries rose we all
increased our different actions watching Sue thrash about underneath our
hands with an almost detached fascination.

   Suddenly she began to buck again and trashed about like a wild thing. 
We all leaned in to hold her down while keeping our hands working on her.
The act of us holding her down just seemed to increase the effect our
fingers and hands were having.  With one last strangled cry Sue bucked as
though to throw us all off and then collapsed and lay still.

   We all sat back and looked at her.  Her breath was coming in short gasps
and her skin was shiny with sweat.  Strands of hair were lying across her
face where she has thrashed her head about.  Her body and breasts were
covered in fingerprints and her pussy looked open and swollen when two sets
of fingers had been probing and stroking.  In short she looked fantastic.

   Roy looked up and grinned "let's swap" he said "I haven't seen anything
of her pussy yet." We all nodded our agreements and shuffled around her
naked body.  Sue opened her eyes and looked at us.  "No, please." She said.
"Just give me a minute."

   Lying on her left hand side I stroked her face "Don't worry, the boys
just want a look.  Some of them haven't seen much of you yet." She just
looked back at me.  "You don't mind do you?" I asked.  "It's only fair we
all get a turn."

   Dave settled between her open legs while Mike and I lay on either side
with her arms underneath us.  Dave moved over slightly as Roy squeezed in
for a closer look.  Fingers began to explore and with a groan Sue closed
her eyes again.

   I reached for her breast and then the nipple, still slick with Dave's
saliva.  Sue moaned again as fresh hands and lips found her breasts and
while a new set of fingers began to explore inside her.

   *****

   That first afternoon with Sue went on for hours.  The boys all took
their turn between her legs and Sue thrashed and moaned as fingers explored
every nook and cranny of her young body.  Her cries echoed around the woods
and mingled with the excited shouts and laughs of the guys as they
discovered something new.

   Interestingly the guys stayed fully clothed throughout.  It somehow
never occurred on that first afternoon to do any more than explore the
lovely young body that had been presented so unexpectedly to us.

   Later, when the guys had had their fill and were finishing off the beer
and talking amongst themselves while Sue lay between them, still on her
back with her legs apart, Dave and I crawled out of the den into the bright
sunshine and sat down.  With our backs against a tree, looking into the
den, we could see Sue slowly beginning to recover from the onslaught of
hands that had played with her tender young body all afternoon.

   She slowly sat up and began to gather her clothes.  Dave lit up a
cigarette and passed one to me and I took it even though I did not really
smoke, it seemed a grown up thing to do after what had been a very grown up
afternoon; and besides I seemed to remember that people were expected to
smoke after sex.

   An air of almost embarrassed silence had settled in the den, no-one sure
what to do anymore.  Boundaries had been crossed and things could never be
the same again but a Sue with clothes suddenly put us back into the normal
world.  She pulled on her blouse and began to straighten her hair with her
fingers.  Her breasts moved enticingly underneath the thin material.

   "Do you think we'll get the chance to do that again?" Dave asked, his
eyes on Sue as, still sitting, she began to wriggle into her skirt.  "Do
you think she'll let us?"

   "Did she actually 'let us' this time?" I asked.

   "What do you mean?" He looked puzzled.  "Of course she let us."

   "I seem to remember holding her down while we took her clothes off" I
pointed out "I don't think she had much choice."

   Dave shrugged noncommittally.  "She seems to be none the worse for it"
he said as we watched her shake her knickers free of grass and leaves.  As
she began to pull them over her feet she looked up and our eyes met, she
smiled shyly and looked away and in that moment I remembered the control we
had just exercised over her young body and somehow I understood that, in
exercising that power, we had touched something quite fundamental in Sue's
character.  Something that needed to explored further.

   "She didn't put up much of a fight when we stripped her did she?" Dave
asked almost casually returning to the question.

   "No, she didn't" I agreed.

   "Do you think she wanted us to?" He asked.

   "She didn't seem to object" I replied more to avoid a debate than
anything else.

   "So do you think she'll let us do it again?" He asked again.

   "I think she might" I said stubbing out the half smoked cigarette "after
all, it's only the start of the summer."