I'd met my new friend Tessa under circumstances that were, to say the least, strange. We had both been masturbating in the Ladies room at University and ended up trading panties. So far so weird, but Tessa had gone to a lot of trouble to find out where I lived, and when she came round to my flat it wasn't long before we were rolling around in the bed like women possessed.

Now Tessa has an uncle who owns a mixed dairy and arable farm in the Lowlands, and she suggested that she and I go down there one weekend for a break from our normal city student life. I was quick to agree, as I've never been anywhere near a farm before, having spent all my life in the big city, and thought it would be a great novelty. With the bonus of having Tessa all to myself for perhaps a literal roll in the hay.

And so it was that we found ourselves one Friday afternoon deep in the country with only the sheep, the cattle and field after field of barley, oats, wheat and hay for company.

And Tony.

I hadn't thought about who else might be there, and Tessa had been very quiet on the subject, but Tony was one of the apprentice workers on the farm, a very good-looking 18-year-old with a body toned from so much daily physical work. The moment he realised that two girls just a year older than him were going to be staying for a couple of days he seemed to find every opportunity to be around us.

We would be sitting drinking tea on the patio, and there was Tony, finding something that needed to be done just nearby. Or when we took a stroll round the farm, he'd manage to be somewhere we just had to pass and couldn't ignore him. But for all his attempts to get to know us, he turned out to be incredibly shy, so when we rounded one of the barns and found him there yet again, asking him how he was, he turned a fiery shade of red and muttered something about having work to do, and off he went. 

Tessa and I giggled and hugged each other. It looked like we were going to have a bit of fun in ways we hadn't planned.

Late that first afternoon, when the sun had lost its scorching power and it was comfortable to walk through the hay fields, I was strolling along, just enjoying being out in all this fresh air, miles away from the traffic and bustle of the city. It felt good to be somewhere that didn't make any demands on you, where the rhythm of life was so basic that you just became absorbed in your surroundings. In the city, in my experience, that kind of relaxed absorption is well-nigh impossible. But here, well it all filled me with a different kind of happiness. And as I was getting lost in my rural idyll I came face to face with Tony.

I think he genuinely was working this time, because he had some equipment with him (I'm a town girl; to me it was a bucket and rake, but to him it was probably something more sophisticated.) When he saw me he was quite taken aback and dropped the things he was carrying and just stood gawping and blushing.

“Hi, Tony. How's things? I was just enjoying an evening walk. My, you look as if you've been working hard.”

Tony carried on standing there, tongue-tied, but clearly excited at being alone with a pretty young girl – his eyes kept flitting to my cleavage, which was easily seen as I had a tight, low-cut T-shirt on.

“Come, come, now, Tony – cat got your tongue? Don't you like what you see?”

“I … I … like it very much,” he stammered.

“That's good, because I appreciate a boy who appreciates me. You got a girlfriend, Tony?”

“No. Actually,” and here he looked to the ground in embarrassment, “I've never had a girlfriend.” And he looked shyly back up at me. He was trying desperately to look me in the eye, but couldn't help himself and his gaze kept slipping to my breasts.

“Don't worry about it, Tony. It can't be easy finding a girlfriend here out in the country. Have you ever kissed or touched a girl?”

He just shook his head and fidgeted while he stood a little mesmerised by this hot girl being so near him.

“You seem to like looking at my tits, Tony. Would you like to see them?”

His mouth dropped open in astonishment; he'd clearly never had a girl come onto him before. In answer he could only nod his head.

“Why don't you ask, then?”

He hesitated a little, gathering up his courage. But the offer was too good to turn down and after a few seconds he said, “Can I see your tits, please, Evelyn?”

“Good boy. Of course you can.” I peeled off my t-shirt and turned round for him to unclasp my bra. “Undo my bra for me, Tony.” He was all fingers and thumbs, of course, and breathing very heavily, but somehow he managed to undo it. I turned round to let him see my tits; they're not that big, a B-cup, but are nice and rounded with prominent brown nipples. I stood there for him, raising them with my hands to squeeze them together. “What do you think? Are these the first tits you've seen in real life?”

“Yes,” he mumbled. “I've seen pictures and videos, but this is something else. Can I touch them, please?”

“You are getting bold, but I like that you ask. Yes, you can touch them – here.” And I stepped closer to him, offering them up to his large hands. He was very timid, perhaps a bit afraid, but he placed a hand on each breast and after a while squeezed them slightly.

“They're so soft and yet firm at the same time,” he said. He was almost whimpering by now.

“You can kiss me now,” I said; and before he had time to say anything I leaned up, threw my arms round his neck and attempted to French kiss him. I say “attempted” because he didn't really know what to do, but as my tongue licked his lips he started to get the idea and was soon kissing me back. It felt good to be this country boy's first in these different ways, as if I had so much power to control him.

Our tongues danced around each other, and I nibbled his lips with all the skill I could muster. I could feel his cock hard against me, of course, so I reached down and squeezed it through his jeans. His hands hadn't left my tits all this time; as I pressed down on his cock he massaged my tits a little harder.

Suddenly, I broke away. “I think that's enough for now,” I said. “But I hope we can continue this later. Is there somewhere we can meet in a couple of hours' time?”

He looked crestfallen to have got so far and then to find me pulling away. He recovered quickly though: “There's the old hay barn round the back of the farmhouse; that's dry and comfortable. We could go there.”

“I look forward to it,” I said. Hastily putting my bra and t-shirt back on I turned and left him standing there, with his erection straining hard against his jeans – it looked quite painful!! “See you later, Tony,” I said, blowing him a kiss.

When I got back to my room, I told Tessa all about it, and she asked if she could come along with me later. I thought that would be such fun, and we agreed that we would give Tony the time of his life.

The time for my rendezvous with Tony was fast approaching. Tessa and I dressed in tight shorts and tops; we weren't planning on keeping them on long, and it might be a bit dusty in the barn, so there was no point in wearing something city-sophisticated. I must admit I was getting quite excited at the thought of taking Tony's virginity and sharing him with my hot girlfriend. Eagerly we hurried hand in hand to meet our country stud.

Tony was already in the barn when we got there. “Hi, Tony,” I said. “I've brought Tessa along too; we both fancied a bit of fun. You OK with that?”

I don't think I've ever seen a boy so astonished – he didn't know where to look and just gawped helplessly as these two city girls descended on him.

“Now you've already seen and felt my tits,” I said. “But you haven't seen Tessa's, so let's put that right straight away, shall we?” And so saying, I turned to Tessa and lifted her top right off, exposing her full breasts – neither of us was wearing a bra. She did the same to me, and as we stood there in just our shorts we kissed each other and teased Tony mercilessly with a little soft lesbian show; I had my arms round Tessa's waist while she held hers round my neck; we kissed deeply, but let Tony see our tongues dancing together; we took turns in kissing each others' tits, our nipples getting nice and erect. To finish off this tantalising show, I bent over and Tessa peeled my shorts and panties down, giving Tony his first glimpse of my pussy – in fact his first glimpse of any pussy.

By this stage, the poor boy was in a state of high excitement and could hardly sit still. I went over to him and sat down beside him. “Now then. What have we here?” I said as I felt the hard bulge of his erection through his jeans. “I think we're going to have to do something about that, aren't we?” Slowly I unzipped him, tugging down his jeans and boxers, till his cock sprang out fully erect – a lovely thick one, I was pleased to see; not too big, but more than enough to stretch a girl's cunt nice and wide.

I stroked him gently for a short time and then leant down to kiss the tip of his cock, which was already glistening with pre-cum. I took the head in my mouth and sucked gently, flicking my tongue around, paying special attention to the sensitive area where it bulges out. I knew he wouldn't last long, and after about a minute of this he gave a loud gasp and shot an enormous load of cum into my mouth. When Tessa saw what was happening she rushed to my side and squealed for me to let her taste our country boy's cum. We kissed and passed his thick, creamy spunk back and forth, letting it dribble over our lips and chins. There was so much of it! Then we took about half each and turning to face Tony swallowed his cum as he watched – giving him his very own porn show. We licked our lips, which were very sticky, and kissed again to wipe it all off. It tasted wonderful.

Tony was young, excited and having sex for the first time, so it was easy to understand why he never stopped being hard. “That was delicious,” I said, “But I want to fuck you now. Can you manage that?”

He was starting to gain some confidence now and said, “I want to fuck you more than anything in the world, but you know I've never done it before; will you help me?”

“Of course we'll help you. To begin with just lie back.” By now he'd ripped off all his clothes and lay back with his cock throbbing and waiting. I straddled him and lowered myself slowly onto his thick, hard cock, enjoying the look on his face as he penetrated a cunt for the first time. I started riding him faster as I got more and more aroused.

Meanwhile, Tessa came over and kissed him as we fucked. She had other ideas, obviously, as after watching me ride him for a while, she lifted me off his cock and knelt on all fours. “Time to fuck me, Tony,” she said. “Do it from behind.” He didn't need a second invitation and knelt behind Tessa and started fucking her doggy-style. I didn't want to miss out, so I lay in front of Tessa, my legs wide apart, and asked her to eat my cunt as Tony fucked her.

Her tongue soon brought me to the edge of a climax, and she too was very nearly there from the pounding Tony was giving her. We both screamed out as we came, which pushed Tony right over the edge again as he came deep inside Tessa's pulsing cunt. When he pulled out I lapped his cum out of her pussy and again we shared it. I don't think I've ever swallowed so much cum in such a short space of time.

Tony managed to fuck us both again that evening, his cum a never-ending stream. That is what is so good about virgin cock, it just stays hard forever and cums again and again; all three of us were very satisfied by the time we'd finished.

Our first day in the country had certainly been very eventful – and we still had two days left. I couldn't wait to see what the next day would bring.