She Doesn't Know

I’m in the woods surrounding the wheat field. It's scorching hot today, and I'm wearing a white summer dress made of Egyptian cotton that Jayney brought back for me. I'm wearing this dress, and only this dress. The woods are lazy with the drone of bees, and stifling with the summer heat and humidity. I am lying motionless on a patch of grass. This patch of grass and I have history. It was here that I saw the girls from the riding stables stop to pee and then masturbate. It was here that Amy tied me to a holly tree and whipped me to orgasm.  I am about to lift my dress and expose my sex to nature when I hear the unmistakable sounds of footsteps.  Instantly alert, I hide behind a large oak tree and, seconds later, I have scampered up into its welcoming embrace.  That's when I see her. I don't know her. I've never seen her before in my life. Age? Oh, who can tell these days? Probably late teens, I guess. May be even 18, but she has a look of innocence about her.  She’s wearing a patterned dress, trainers, and carries a small bag, that's it. Nothing else. She is totally still. Listening, straining her senses. She walks around the clearing and peers deep into the trees. Nothing to see. Nothing to hear.  She produces a mobile from her pockets and dials a number. She may get lucky but the signal is crap out here.  Someone answers. I can't hear the other side of the conversation, but I can hear her.  "Hi, it's me. Yes, yes, I'm there. No, no one around. Just me,” she says followed by a giggle. She continues, “Look I said I would, and I will. Stop pushing me!” She looks around again, one final check. She reaches for her zipper and undoes the dress which falls to the ground around her feet. She is totally naked underneath. Then she speaks into the phone, "I just took my dress off. Yes, YES, I'm naked." She takes a selfie and sends it. "I know! I feel so naughty. What about you? Ohh, you dirty sod! Yeah, ok then I don't mind, and she'll never know." I wonder what that’s about. She leans against a tee and spreads her legs. She speaks into the phone again, "I'm touching myself now. Rubbing myself. Oh alright, I'm rubbing my cunt! I'm thinking of you with your cock in your hand and smelling those panties. Well, so what. You can imagine they're mine; unless you WANT to think about my sister while we're doing this. You dirty sod. Really? Worse? Worse than that? Ok, you dirty cunt! Oh Jimmy, I'm so fucking wet! I wish you were here with me. Yes, I'd let you do it. I'm ready. I want your cock in me. Well, why should SHE have all the fun? If you could see me right now. I'm so wet it's running down my leg, I'm imagining what you do to her. When you touch her, lick her, and fuck her. That's it, wank it for me. Smell her. Smell ME. Imagine they're mine. In fact, I'll give you a pair of mine next time. Ohh she won't know. She'll just think I left them behind when I stayed last. Jimmy, I'm gonna cum. Ohhhh Jimmy. Do it, do it into the panties. Ohhh fuck. Fuck me. Fuck. Fuuuuuuck. " A little spray hits the grass. Pee? Squirt? I really don't fucking care. It's all I can do not to fall out of my tree. But holy shit! Who IS this girl! She's clearly talking to her sister’s boyfriend and she hasn't finished yet. She continues into the phone, "Did you fuck her? Really? I don't believe you? She SAID that?! Really? MY name? Ohh Jimmy, that's so horny! Oh Jimmy, I want your cock in me. I want to know what my sister feels. I want you to be my first. If she lets you play games like that, maybe she won't mind. Yeah, I could. Have you cum yet? No? What the fuck are you waiting for?” She scoots down until she is sitting at the base of the tree with her knees up and spread wide. If I was any closer, I could smell her.  She goes on, "Tell me. Tell me how you'd fuck me.” There is long pause while he tells her and she is clearly aroused again. She responds, “I don't care if it hurts. Or if I bleed. I just want your fucking cock inside me. Smell those panties. Pretend they're mine. That's right, they're mine. I came in them for you Jimmy. It's MY cunt, MY juices. I got wet just for you. Oh, Jimmy I don't know if I’m gonna cum or piss myself. Fuck me. Fuck my cunt. Ohhhh yes, more. You fucking cunt. Fuck your little whore, cum up my twat. Spunk your load inside me. Call me names Jimmy. Call me the dirtiest names. Cummmmmmmiiinnnnnngggggg." He has cum. I'm sure. He has come in the panties he was smelling. I wish they were this girl’s. She has had two orgasms imagining her sister’s. Her sister’s what, boyfriend? Husband? Him fucking her. Who knows, maybe he will.  Eventually, she gathers up her clothes, dresses and leaves. I watch until she is out of site. I hitch my dress up until the bare branch is against my quim and I start to rub against the hardness of the tree.  I want to imagine that I am her. My older sister has gotten married and she has been teasing her husband about me. She tells him how sexy I am. Maybe she has even let him call her my name when they fuck. Then, one night, he fucks me instead.  Knowing my family, that could easily happen, and Jayney would be right there watching. This girl, I'm sure, will do it in secret.  I imagine her clinging on to him at the initial pain of his penetration. I feel the trickle of blood over her arse and, then that magical moment when the pain transforms into pleasure. Suddenly, she is clinging to him, urging him deeper inside her, wanting his cock, wanting his sperm.  As I imagine that he cums inside his tight little sister in law, I cum onto the branch of the tree.