Girl in the Countryside: Chapter 1
Cyrus lazily stretched his arms and gazed outside the window, taking in the view of the lake. An alert sounded from his phone, notifying him of a new text message. It was from his girlfriend Jennifer who was visiting another cottage in the vicinity.
"Hi darling, how's the studying going? Thanks for dropping me off this morning. Rachel's family's cottage is a blast from the past! I can't believe it's been 6 years since my last visit. The last time I saw them, her brothers were shorter than me, and look at them now, growing to a towering adult height! They're 18 and about to embark on their university journey."
Attached was a picture of Jenn sitting next to two tall brothers with chiseled features. On the left is Jake, and to his right is Gabriel, Rachel's identical twin siblings. They were all geared up for summer; Jenn in casual short denim shorts and a tube top, while the brothers went for a more laidback approach in t-shirts and board shorts.
Cyrus chuckled and responded with a picture of his law textbook. "It's good to see you enjoy the company of your friends! Here's my study buddy today, who I've been hearing knows how to have a fun time."
Jenn quickly sent a message: "Don't get too attached to him, love! Remember, I'll be yours after the bar exam. Oh, and don't worry about coming to get me later tonight. Rachel's family is spoiling me with a ride back after dinner. Love you!"
*
Cyrus appreciated Jenn being able to spend time with old friends, even if he couldn't join in. She worked such long hours recently as a junior associate at a Toronto investment bank. He, on the other hand, was busy doing studies to prepare for an entrance exam.
He found law studies draining yet satisfying. But all he could think about was how much pressure Jenn was under at work. His 24-year-old girlfriend had graduated from a business school and was adept with numbers, which earned her a job in a large bank's asset management division. He appreciated how she'd quickly taken on technical aspects of commercial banking.
Unfortunately, Jenn hadn't realized networking and establishing relationships with clients was an indispensable element in her new job. The work was increasingly demanding, and she felt strained trying to strike a balance so she'd be successful like her male coworkers, who made connections with ease around the squash or golf courses.
When Cyrus shared his plan to take a break for a few days to study for the bar exam, Jenn jumped at the idea of a small holiday. She proposed a stay in a cottage in famous Muskoka, an area not far from Toronto. This would provide him a tranquil setting to study and Jenn a chance to unwind, and indulge in some swimming.
Jenn had made fun memories in Muskoka as a kid. Her parents had careers that pulled them to the south, and Cyrus thought she missed her love for the lake. As they left for the trip, the lines of work and play seemed to melt away for her. She arrived driving her parents' old truck, which she pocketed prior to their journey. Her work outfit on Friday was replaced with a hat, sunglasses, a bright red bikini top, and shorts. She proceeded to pack together a handful of bathing suits since she planned on swimming often. The hefty vehicle protected her, allowing her to let loose and unwind.
The ride up on Saturday morning was memorable. Jenn's shift from a tailored pantsuit and satin blouse to a trucker hat, a pair of low jeans shorts and a bikini top caught her boyfriend's attention. Her full, perky chest teased the cloth of the bikini top. Another turn around showcased her perfect bubble butt and long thighs. Cyrus was then drawn away by Jenn sticking out her tongue in a playful tease.
At every stop, Jenn lowered the truck's windows, turning on the radio to sing her favorite summer songs, her ponytail waving to the wind, her shoulders glistening in the sunlight.
Jenn sported her crimson string bikini, signaling towards the table. Her lustrous brown tresses seemed slightly moist, and her skin showcased the early stages of a bronzed hue.
"Hey sweetheart! Hope you found the fresh bread in the kitchen. Today was stunning here. We spent a majority of the time swimming, and then Rachel's mom made us lunch."
"I had to hang my tank top and denim shorts to dry, though. Remember how I mentioned earlier that the boys have grown so much now? Well, it turns out they're still immature teenagers at their core. A few moments after we took that lovely group photo this morning, the two of them scooped me up and threw me into the lake. I got drenched!" Jenn recounted.
"Consequently, the others removed their clothing and joined me, with me being wet already. Here's a picture Rachel's father took for us earlier during the day. The water feels delightful. I'm sorry you couldn't experience it too!"
The image portrayed Jenn and the bunch of siblings standing waist-deep in the water. Cyrus' attention was drawn to the damp fabric of Jenn's bikini top, clinging tightly to the curves of her chest and noticeably poking out beyond her nipples. He questioned whether his girlfriend was aware of just how thin the unlined material was. And what type of view her compact bikini bottoms offered when she stepped out of the water.
Rachel, a buxom blonde who transferred a sports scholarship into a professional beach volleyball career, appeared tall and muscular in a dark sports bra and lime green bikini briefs. The lanky twins, each nearly a foot taller than Jenn, were all elbows and knees in their oversized board shorts. They were shoving each other directly behind Jenn, smiling broadly, and one was proudly showing the camera a big thumbs-up.
Cyrus snickered to himself. "Sounds like," he replied via text, "the boys are behaving strangely and having trouble speaking in complete sentences around you?"
"That's correct!" Jenn confirmed. "How did you figure it out?"
"I was once an adolescent male myself, you know," Cyrus responded. "They've just realized that their eldest sister's childhood companion is a woman, and a gorgeous one at that. Their brains are overwhelmed. I only wish you'd been present to overload their brains when I was 18."
"Stop it!" Jenn hit back. "I've been babysitting these two every summer when they were young! They don't view me in that way. I'm pretty certain it's merely the typical teenage awkwardness. Lastly, I've got to rush. Rachel and I are going to fetch some drinks and swim out to the raft in the center of the lake."
Cyrus shook his head, finished his sandwich, and dived back into his constitutional law textbook. He was wrenched from the book 30 minutes later by an update from Jenn: "Hi honey! Rachel's parents left to visit some friends, so the boys are playing video games in the cottage, and we thought it safe to remove our tops to further tan our skin. Here's a little something for you!"
The accompanying self-portrait displayed Jenn and Rachel lying on their backs next to one another on what seemed like a humongous wooden raft. They were both protecting their bare breasts with an arm. Rachel blushed heavily, while Jenn laughed defiantly at the camera. A tad of perspiration and sunscreen sparkled around their navel, and Cyrus could faintly see the waistbands of their bikini bottoms at the bottom of the image. The girls had lowered the bottoms as far as they dared, and the uncomfortable fabric—red for Jenn and lime green for Rachel—was balanced atop their hips and in between their genital mounds.
Cyrus gawked at the photo of Jenn posing almost naked with her oldest friend, who also happened to be a professional beach volleyball star. "You're the ultimate girlfriend on the planet, sweetheart," he messaged. "By the way, inform Rachel that when Sports Illustrated ultimately has her on the cover of their swimsuit edition, I'd like a signed copy."
Then, he put his phone away and attempted to concentrate on his constitutional law textbook.
Two hours later, he emerged from deep within a section examining the limitations of federal and provincial power, checked his phone, and found he'd missed a string of text messages from Jenn.
"You were correct about Jake and Gabriel!" she began. "Rachel and I were relaxing and catching up on the floating dock, and eventually we sat up to reapply our sunscreen. That's when she yelled and pointed to a vivid yellow inflatable tube floating next to us. The two juvenile brothers were lurking behind it, attempting to check me out while I applied sunscreen to my breasts!"
"Rachel was furious! She scolded the boys and raged at them to call their parents. They whimpered that they hadn't been staring at her, only me, but she merely continued to yell," wrote Jenn. "They seemed remorseful and apologetic, and I felt pity for them."
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I managed to soothe Rachel somewhat by suggesting I'd talk to the twins about respecting ladies. She wasn't entirely convinced I could connect with them, so she made the boys promise to take me seriously or she'd inform their parents. They consented. Although she was still irritated with them, she opted to go jogging to expel some of her excess energy.
Jake and Gabriel grew quiet following Rachel's abrupt departure from the lakeshore. I remembered how they were when Rachel and I used to babysit them; two adorable children whom we instructed on riding bicycles and facing bullies. But after she relocated to Vancouver for school and I shifted to Toronto for six years, we were no longer present in their lives.
Doubting the twins were as clueless as Jenn was portraying them to be, I still found myself deeply touched by her enduring concern for these teenage boys. However, the subsequent correspondence she sent stunned me as I sipped my coffee.
"The boys assembled with me on the dock for our talk," Jenn described. "I inquired if they'd courted any women during high school while examining their mesmerized gazes. I suddenly recalled that in the excitement of sharing my story, I neglected to restore my bikini top. Understandably, I had been sitting in the middle of the lake for quite a while, fully exposed in front of Jake and Gabriel!"
Cyrus could not contain his laughter at Jenn's misfortune. He could not fault the boys for their reaction either. Her ample breasts were as enticing as he fondly remembered.
"It was hilarious," Jenn continued, "I could not make them acknowledge my negligence, so I simply waited. However, they only stared at my chest with their mouths ajar, oblivious to the glaring issue until I offered them another shimmy. Saddened, they looked like sheepish adolescents, but this only drew out embarrassed smiles from them."
"Once it was clear I was not irate," Jenn added, "they began to open up, sharing tidbits about their lives. They may have matured, but they remained sweet kids with little romantic experiences. Remembering what you mentioned earlier, I understood that was precisely what I could do for Jake and Gabriel - help them become more at ease around the opposite sex."
"We plan to linger in the lake's center a bit more," concluded Jenn. "The boys are quite delighted about this arrangement. They quipped that it counts as exposure therapy, the dorks."
Half an hour ago, Jenn sent another message consisting of a photo of herself perched between the boys. Jenn was wearing her cap, sunglasses, and bikini bottoms. Her bikini top was on the dock alongside a sunscreen bottle, and her beaming face exhibited her prominent nipples. The lads, flushed and grinning, were kneeling beside her, each with one arm draped over her shoulders.
Cyrus couldn't help but find himself aroused by the picture. He wished his days in cottage country would rekindle the carefree young woman he cherished about Jenn. And he discerned he wasn't the only one feeling stimulated. Jenn's smirk mirrored his, but denied admitting she was enjoying the idea of flaunting her naked body.
Cyrus decided to support Jenn's agenda of appearing kind and concerned rather than bringing up her exhibitionist behavior.
"I only just read your recent messages, babe," he responded. "It's fantastic to witness your happiness, and the twins seem euphoric. Keep sharing these pictures; they serve as a break from my dense textbooks."
"Psst," Jenn mentioned as an addition, "Rachel revealed she's back at the cottage. Her long jog led to an ankle twist near the ending. She believes it's minor, but she's resting with some ice packs until dinner. I proposed coming over to keep her company, but she insisted I should continue enjoying the sunshine out on the lake for the brief period I'm away from the city."
Cyrus reacted, "That's unfortunate! I hope it's not severe. But this means more time for desensitization exercises."
Jenn responded, "So, I've been discussing the situation with the boys. They confessed they've never intimately touched a girl which explains their nervousness. I plan to have them help me reapply my sunscreen. I'll inform you about the proceedings, but feel free to stop me if I'm overwhelming you with these messages. Love you!"
Later on, Cyrus' phone buzzed again, startling him about half an hour after his previous alert. Instead of texts or photographs, he noticed a longer video clip from Jenn.
This video commenced with her lying face-down with her bare chest visible. She asked Jake to start applying sunscreen on her. The other twin seemed to be handling the camera. Jake hesitantly rubbed her shoulders and back, then proceeded to her legs.
The first shots perfectly captured Jenn's athletic, rounded butt which derives from years of gymnastics. Cyrus set aside his study materials, realizing this field of concentration will not bear fruit right now.
Jenn's bikini bottoms seemed to slide away on her cheeks due to Jake's intense kneading. When he employed both hands to jiggle her butt, she chuckled, wiggled her hips, and raised herself to a kneeling position.
Cyrus was clueless that Jenn possessed twerking skills, but here she was demonstrating her rhythmic swiveling while facing her audience. The video captured the two dimples on her lower back and the flawless maneuver of her broad hips which framed her firm buttocks.
Jenn's roommates watched her with awe as she persistently moved her rump from side to side and then began bouncing her bottom up and down. Her bikini bottoms had slid completely off her rear, and Cyrus could notice the soaked layer of red fabric stretching across her vulva.
Transfixed by the power Jenn wielded over her partners and him, even in this presumed submissive pose, Cyrus lost track of the duration Jenn swayed her hips and clapped her cheeks for the camera. When she finally stopped, she laughed at the astonishment on Jake's face and nodded to initiate the brothers' swap.
Gabriel took on the photographer role while Jake repositioned himself on the dock. Jenn slenderized her figure, lying flat on her back, and in her topless state, she resumed coaching her new trainees with a soothing tone.
Her new student kneaded her legs, shoulders, and arms before excitedly approaching her chest. Jenn chuckled at Gabriel's enthusiasm, causing her breasts to jiggle in the sunny weather. She allowed him to linger over her breasts, rubbing and squeezing her ample mounds with his wide hands and the tips of his fingers.
Jenn, watching him fixate on her breasts, devised a plan. Deciding it was time to inspire their new helper, she elevated her hips slightly from the wooden dock and whispered a secret in his ear. He expressed a bewildered expression and then gently ejected her bikini bottoms and removed them from her legs.
In his surprise, Gabriel sat with a jaw agape, now uncovering Jenn's whole body. Unusually, as she saw his hesitation, Jenn stretched her arms above her head and secured her wrists, mimicking a tethered pose. Welcoming him with a grin, she sat up, pulled him into a hug, and blew a kiss to the camera. The clip concluded quickly after.
Pulling his chair further back, Cyrus groaned, his grip on his erect cock loose from his shorts but still enjoyed a rhythmic motion synchronized with the men rubbing and stroking Jenn's completely naked body.
Cyrus had just finished watching a video when Jenn sent him another message. "I hope you enjoyed it as much as the boys did, honey! They needed a minute or two to reboot their minds after that, but now they're lovingly stroking my hair and giving me affectionate hugs. They're so adorable."
A picture accompanied the message, showing Jenn lying on the dock between the twins. Jake and Gabriel were still in their swim trunks, while Jenn was completely naked. One of the boys was holding one of her breasts casually, and the other was placing his hand between her legs, softly cupping her vagina. All three of them were wearing big, charming grins.
"It's growing late now," said Jenn's text, "so we're going to gather our belongings and head back to the shore. I'll find a ride to return to this cabin after dinner. I adore you!"
Cyrus chose to take a break instead of immediately returning to his studies, so he went to the kitchen to prepare a simple dinner for himself.
***
Later on, Cyrus was on the back deck of the cabin, sipping on a beer while enjoying the serenity of the lake, when suddenly there was a flurry of brown hair and skin covering him.
"Hey there, handsome!" Jenn exclaimed, giving him a kiss. "I missed you today! Did you have a productive day? I had such a lovely time dining with the whole family. I'd forgotten how lovely Rachel's parents were."
Jenn rambled on about Rachel's parents' professions, Rachel's impending stop on the volleyball tour, and Jake and Gabriel's plans for their first year of college. Cyrus barely uttered a word, focusing only on stroking and enjoying the heat of her body lying on his lap.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing the family again tomorrow when they return," Jenn ultimately concluded. "I was hoping to visit Rachel in the morning before they left the area, but her parents are taking her to a clinic in the closest town to check her ankle. They might try to make it as short a trip as possible, so I may not have the chance to see her."
Cyrus had been absentmindedly petting Jenn's back as she chatted, not initially noticing that there were no clothes between them. When he did notice, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"I guess I hadn't realized you were fully nude," said Cyrus, kissing her head. "Did you spend the entire day like this?"
"No, sweetheart," Jenn replied, looking bewildered. "I was wearing my bikini when we docked; it was just soaked after we came out of the lake, so I took it off and swapped it for my tank top and jeans. Although Mrs. Thompson seemed to know I was undressed underneath because she made a point of establishing eye contact during conversation. It was a bit comical."
"So you didn't stay naked throughout dinner?" Cyrus enquired.
"Of course not," said Jenn, sticking her tongue out at him. "I couldn't do that in front of Rachel's parents! I changed into my bikini after we got off the lake, but I didn't want to turn around in front of them, so I kept a towel over my legs when I sat down. When we went inside for dinner, I wore the bikini bottoms, but I had no top on."
"So did you stay naked during the journey back here?" asked Cyrus.
"Yup!" Jenn reported cheerily. "Although it's fortunate that the roof was down on the Jeep because I felt a chill in the evening air. I told them one of them needed to sit in the back seat with me and ensure I was warm while the other drove. They happily switched drivers halfway through, during which we'd stopped at a drive-thru and ordered some lemonade."
"I'm glad all that time at the lake had made you fully comfortable with your body," said Cyrus, feeling his arousal stirring up again. "You rode all the way back while completely naked?"
"Indeed!" replied Jenn, giddily. "It was a delightful trip. When I think back to how Shirley and Fred didn't seem to be fans of my nudity. The progress they've made with that aspect is very gratifying."
"They've certainly shifted their stances, agreed?" Jenn said conspiratorially. "The boys have both gotten quite good at fingering me!"
Jenn was nestled in Cyrus' embrace, staring gently at the water as she spoke. But suddenly, she swiveled her head rapidly towards him, her eyes reflecting the moonlight with a flash. When she reached for his stiff member through his pants, it was clear that she had felt his erection pressing into her backside.
"Does someone get aroused by the image of their partner being fingered by a pair of teenagers in the back of a car?" Jenn teased, nibbling playfully on his earlobe.
Cyrus nodded, his throat dry. He considered whether this marked her acceptance of, and admission to, the events of the day not just as a sexual display, but as an intimate exchange. However, he could not deduce this during his momentary lapse of concentration amid Jenn's actions. After all, she was now kneeling before his chair, diligently extracting his erection from his pants.
"The twins are considering a boating excursion to check out several of the lakes' islands tomorrow," Jenn divulged, taking in Cyrus' expression. "When they asked if I'd like to come along, I informed them that they had to postpone their outing until their next rendezvous with me, since men require time apart from their gadgets."
"Yet, with your revelation of my specific fetish, perhaps I could acquiesce to their proposition," Jenn meandered, shifting her playful expression to an innocent one. "But of course, that would only be at your insistence."
Cyrus sighed his agreement, his mind foggy as Jenn positioned herself in front of him and slowly pulled his pants off.
"I've been wanting to try something naughty," Jenn confessed in a sultry tone. "I want you to hold me down and fuck me aggressively, right here in this moonlit night."
"Before, however, I think you deserve reward for your approachability," Jenn breathed a raspy whisper. "While maintaining eye contact, she pushed his shorts down to expose his already stiff dick.
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