It was a lovely spring morning, and Lily had stolen away from the farm early. She'd milked the cows, like her da had told her to, and fed the chickens. But the sun was shining, a warm breeze was in the air, and it would be a shame to waste a day like this helping her ma in the kitchen.
So off she went, running across the paddock towards the small copse that stood by the stream. Behind her, she could hear her ma calling her name. But the sun was warm on her face, her long brown hair was blowing in the breeze and she'd just spotted Nick from the neighbouring farm.
Nick was a little younger than Lily. He'd worshipped her for years, but he'd been skinny and shy. Since the winter, however, he'd grown into his height, and she'd noticed that years of hard farm work had made his body hard and sleek. She'd made up her mind to finally reward him for his years of devotion, and today was going to be the day.
He wandered into the stand of trees before she reached them, apparently unaware of her approach. From the sticks in his hands he'd been sent to gather firewood. "Good," she thought to herself, "no-one will miss him for a while."
Trying to move quietly, she made her way between the trees to where she'd seen him last. One hand went up to unlace her bodice, and she felt her breasts swing freely as she moved. The wool of her smock felt rough as it glided over her nipples, sending a shiver down her spine and between her legs.
Further and further into the trees she moved. Where was he? Surely she should have seen him by now? Or heard him, at least?
She was almost by the bank of the stream when she spotted him. The few sticks he'd gathered were piled neatly on the ground, and he was crouched down low behind a tree. He seemed to be watching something in the river. Something, or someone? One hand was making jerking motions below his waist.
Sensing that her day was about to become even more interesting than she'd expected, Lily creeped up towards him until she was close enough to breathe into his ear. He remained oblivious, his gaze focused on the stream, until she whispered, "So what are we looking at?"
With a muffled exclamation he jerked round. His big brown eyes were wide beneath the mop of blond curls. "Lily!" he breathed. "I'm-- I mean, it's-- Nothing. There's no-one there."
"Are you sure?" She leaned closer, pressing her body against his as she peered over his shoulder around the tree. "Because I can see Mally and Wat having a naked swim. What were you looking at?"
He glanced down, eyes bulging when the caught the expanse of bare flesh. With her smock pulled down low, her nipples were barely covered. Breathing deeply to tease him some more, she said, "Are these more exciting than Mally and Wat? Have you seen what they're doing now?"
With visible reluctance he turned back to the river. The naked twins had made their way to the near bank. Mally had crawled up onto the grass and was lying back, her legs spread wide and dangling in the water. Her brother was crouching down between then. Lily and Nick watched as he lowered his face until all they could see was his red hair. Mally gave a gurgle of laughter, then a gasp and a moan.
Lily reached down to where Nick's hand, forgotten by them both, was still clenched around his cock. Gently she pried his fingers away and grasped his burning shaft with her own hand. "Let me," she breathed in his ear. His only reply was a whimper.
On the bank Mally was clutching at her plump breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. Her twin seemed to be working his usual magic with his tongue. Lily could imagine what Mally was feeling.
"They're brother and sister!" Nick whispered, sounding amazed.
"All the more opportunity," she replied. Her mouth was close to his ear, and she sucked his lobe between her lips for an instant. "They've been doing it for a while now. When they're not doing other people."
Nick's gaze was riveted. His mouth was open slightly, his tongue licking his lips. "It's... so hot."
"Yes it is," Lily murmured back. "They're both very good at it. I know from experience."
Nick's head shot round, but his exclamation was muffled by her breasts. She let him stay there for a moment, squeezing his cock hard so he wouldn't explode from excitement. Then she pulled his head up. "Keep watching. There'll be time enough for this later, I promise."
By the stream Mally was writhing in the grass. Her moans floated across to them above the sound of running water. Suddenly she gave a chocking gasp, jerked up, then fell back, her hands pulling her brother's head up between her legs. "Yesss, yesss, yeeeesss!"
Wat didn't giver her any time to recover. He rose from the water, his naked skin glistening in the morning sun. The shaft of his cock stood out starkly against his pale skin and the ginger curls on his stomach.
Lily and Nick watched as he ran his purple head up and down between his sister's legs, then pressed forward. Mally gave a long moan as he entered her and began to thrust.
Nick's cock was almost trembling in Lily's hand. She stroked it gently, whispering soft words into Nick's ear. Her other hand circled his neck, and she ran her fingers lightly over the skin of his chest. "You'll be doing that to me soon. Would you like that, Nick?" She took his strangled moan for agreement.
