The sun shone hot in a clear late June sky. Thrush and blackbird sang their beautiful songs. The river bubbled gently away as I walked along the path enjoying my release from school exams and looking forward to a summer of freedom before university in the autumn.
The meadows beside the river were long with grass and wild flowers, the local farmer liking to keep things natural and encourage the wildlife. Everything was beautiful and everything idyllic. Living deep in the Dorset countryside, very few people came this way. The tourists tended to go south to the coast; here all was wild, quiet and miles from anywhere.
I had been walking for about 20 minutes when I first heard the sounds of another human. In the long grass, about 10 feet away, there was a laugh and a sharp scream, followed by a giggle and a tussle. Briefly a blonde head showed above the meadow flowers and then disappeared. I thought I knew the head - well at least I knew one of two heads it could have belonged to - one of the Cranwell twins, the daughters of John Cramwell who farmed the area. I knew them well, being a frequent visitor to the farm as my parents were friends of John. The farm had a pool which was brilliant on hot summer days and the twins, Lorna and Laura where always there to join in the games and I thought nothing about headed towards them in the grass.
Phew! Stepping up to them I found them wrestling together, miniskirts and bikini tops askew with breasts out and nipples showing. Suddenly, Laura, who was underneath spotted me, loosened her arm from her sister's grip, pointed and screamed my name, before laughing again. Well being a young man of conventional persuasion I was torn between staring with delight and turning in embarrassment. Deciding that decency was the better option, I turned away, but Lorna called - "Rick, hey come back." I turned back and the two girls were untangling themselves and patting the grass beside them to show I should come and sit between them. At the sight of these two identical eighteen year old beauties, sitting half naked in the grass, I could not help the feeling of excitement that was rapidly building in my shorts.
I stood for a moment in front of them and the twins' eyes seemed to focus half-way up my body. "Rick, are we glad to see you." said Laura. "Yes," said Lorna "you do know we have always thought you were rather cute."
I slowly sat down between them. Their breasts were firm and round and tanned, their nipples erect from the excitement of their tussling. Their blue eyes glinted with mischief and wide smiles showed off their perfect white teeth. Each of the girls stood about 5'6" and was slim and smooth skinned. Something in my brain was beginning to flash red and my breath became very short. Although I had known the girls for years and fancied them like mad, I had never had the courage to ask one of them out - and well, you couldn't ask both of them on a date could you?
Suddenly, Laura shouted: "Get him!" and they were on top of me. They pushed me flat and Laura sat on my chest and held my arms whilst Lorna sat on my legs. "Have you any idea how horny I am?" asked Laura looking down at me her breasts just inches away from my face. "Lonny and me have just been dreaming of getting a nice boy like you here into this field. In fact we were getting so horny just thinking about it, we had to start playing our fantasy together - but you know, girl on girl is not quite the same." For a moment, I didn't realise what she meant, then I understood - the wrestling was a bit more than a sisterly fight - wow I thought, what a fantasy!