Anna kicked the deflated front wheel of her bicycle. "Oh no! Why now you stupid thing." she cried in frustration. She knew it was no use, it didn't matter how much she kicked it; it wasn't going to inflate. She sighed and picked the bike up from the road where she had let it fall moments before. She grasped the handlebars firmly in her hands and began to slowly push her injured bicycle the remaining distance up the lane.
She had a busy night of homework ahead and was very irritated to have to waste time walking home. She looked down at her sorry excuse for a bike once more and shook her head. It seemed as if fate had been against her all day; not only had she been turned down for lead girl in the school play but she'd discovered that the assignment she was hoping to finish over the weekend had to be done by the day after tomorrow. She looked at her watch; she would have been home in just over ten minutes normally but now it was going to take at least thirty or forty minutes, she quickened her pace a little hoping not to waste too much more time.
After a short walk along the lane she reached the top and turned onto a path that ran through some fields and ultimately led to her house. The path was about a mile and a half and ran alongside the hedge of one of the wheat fields for most of the way, except for where it passed through a small piece of woodland. She usually raced along the path on her bike and rarely saw anyone else use the path. It wasn't a terribly smooth path but she was used to the bumps, hollows and rocks and had learnt the best route to avoid them. After the path it was only a short quarter of a mile or so down another lane before she came to her family's farmhouse. Her family had lived there for generations, her grandma still lived with them, but she was Anna's eldest living relative; her three other grandparents had all passed away in recent years.
She kept walking along the path with her stricken bicycle, dragging it along like an unruly child and soon passed into the relative darkness of the small coppice. She strode purposefully along the path, lost in her own thoughts when she suddenly saw a bike tyre poking out from one of the bushes by the side of the path. She turned and pushed her bike over to it, there were two identical bikes standing almost hidden in the undergrowth. She wondered who they might belong too, but more importantly what were they doing stuck out here. She looked once more at her watch and a smile came over her face as she thought jokingly What if I 'borrow' one of these bikes and leave mine here instead. Just then she heard a laugh from less than fifty metres away and decided hurriedly that she had better carry on walking. She was just about to turn and go when she heard a soft moan filtering through the dense trees and the noise didn't appear to be getting any closer either. She looked at the two bikes and her watch once more before curiosity got the better of her and she hid her bike in a bush a short distance from the other bikes. Still, she thought, Nobody is likely to want to steal a bike with a puncture, if I can't ride it they certainly can't. She made sure it was well hidden just in case and made her way carefully and slowly through the wood in search of the intriguing noises.
She cautiously and quietly walked towards the noise when a movement
up ahead caught her eye, she crouched down behind a bush and made her way
closer, not wanting to be seen. She had often played in these woods when
she was a little girl, with her two brothers and knew that the noise ahead
was probably coming from the small clearing where they had made dens in
summers past. As she got closer she could hear voices chatting and dared
to pop her head over the undergrowth. She saw a sight that startled her;
she could see a naked girl from behind, her long blonde hair ran almost
halfway down her milky-white back. She didn't recognise her, but she appeared
to be having sex because she could just make out the shape of a man lying
beneath her. She smiled and began to feel a little aroused at the thought
of a couple making love in the woods. She decided to try and move a little
closer, to get a better view and see who they were. She was just about
to move when the pair before her began to move too, alarmed; she crouched
down behind the bush. She peered through the foliage but struggled to make
out what was happening, all she could hear were low voices and could not
even make out what they were saying. She very quietly shuffled along past
the edge of the dense bush and looked out of the gap between two bushes.
She had to hold back a gasp of surprise at the scene before her - it was
not quite as she had expected - instead of a man and a woman, she saw the
twin sisters from the village getting dressed. She realised that the man
she had supposed was there was in fact Helen and the girl she had seen
from behind was Lisa. Anna remained crouched behind the bush, praying they
wouldn't discover her bike as they left the wood innocently chatting to
each other. She remained behind the bush for a quite a while; she was very
nervous that they would spot her bike and come looking for her. After what
seemed like ages she eventually plucked up the courage to make a move,
she got up and carefully walked back to the path. She looked around but
the twins appeared to be long gone, she felt very relieved and happily
collected her broken bike from it's hiding place.
Anna spent the rest of the night studiously doing her homework. It seemed to be taking her twice as long as she thought it would, mainly because she couldn't remove the afternoon's events from her mind. Whenever the work became even remotely difficult her mind would wander and fill with the images of the naked twins, she tried her best to shake them from her mind and concentrate on her work but found they kept creeping back like ghosts returning to haunt her mind. It made her tingle inside to think of the twins together although she had not really had much contact with them at school; they were not in any of her classes but they certainly got noticed for being very beautiful blondes. Anna herself had feelings for one of the girls in her class and from time to time let her image filter into her thoughts while she masturbated but although she wasn't really sure about girls the idea of the twins together excited her more than she had ever thought possible. She knew that she would be keeping a look out for their bikes hidden in the trees; next time she knew she wanted to try and see more.
She neared the end of her homework and decided to go and take a shower before going to bed, she could leave the rest of the project until tomorrow, there was not much left to do, fortunately. She tidied up her papers and said goodnight to her mum and dad who were sitting in the lounge watching the television with her younger brother.
She climbed the stairs, her mind still full of the twins, the thoughts and questions bouncing around inside her head like a manic Ping-Pong ball. She walked into her bedroom, took the towel off her radiator, walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She walked over to the shower cubicle and tossed her towel over the door, then taking a step back she looked at herself in the mirror for a short while; making faces and playing with her hair, changing it from one style to another. She slipped out of her school dress, took off her socks and kicked them away from her feet. She looked at herself once more in the mirror; it was only a small mirror, so she could only see down as far as her bra. She unclasped her bra and let that too fall to the floor, she gazed at the reflection of her breasts in the mirror and felt her cute little nipples harden and swell before her eyes. She liked her breasts, they were perhaps a little on the small size by modern expectations but what did that matter when they were so wonderful to touch. She rolled one of her hard nipples between her thumb and forefinger and then squeezed her breast provocatively, forcing out her erect nipple, all the time feeling a little like she was watching another girl on the other side of the mirror; her identical twin. She pulled a few strands of her long hair from behind her shoulders and wrapped them around her nipple, all the time her arousal level slowly rose. She moved her hands up from her breasts and onto her forehead, then drew her hands along her head until they rested on her neck, just beneath her ears, swaying her hips throughout and sending vibrations up to her unsupported breasts which softly swayed with her rhythm. She watched herself intently, enjoying the sensual images that she was creating in the mirror. She diverted her eyes from the mirror and slid her hands down her body until her thumbs hooked into the elastic of her panties. With another soft sway of her hips she bent her back, slipped her panties past her knees then let gravity take over and carry them the remaining distance to the floor. She stood back up again never taking her eyes from her pubic bush; she ran her fingers around the perimeter of her hairy field, not yet venturing between her legs.
She pulled her fingers and gaze away and turned to switch the shower on. She pushed open the sliding door of the shower and leaned across to flick the switch on the shower unit. The water came gushing from the shower head which gave Anna a short blast of cold water, before she was able to pull away and shut the door while she waited for it to warm up.
She turned her attention once more to the mirror and let her hands have a free roam across her totally naked youthful body. She ran them halfway down her thighs and across her breasts, letting them intertwine like snakes, writhing and exploring across her whole body. The shower was still running noisily and she decided it was time to climb in and stop wasting the water. She drew back the door once more and slipped her lithe body under the warm water. Closing the door behind her she adjusted the temperature slightly to make it just a fraction hotter. Now there was no mirror for visual stimulation she had to rely on her mind for her imagery, but after what she had so fleetingly witnessed earlier it rapidly filled with the images of the naked twins, giggling and enjoying each other. She reached for the soap and ran it across her skin, in a similar motion to the one she had just seen her reflection perform in the mirror. She returned the soap to its little ledge and began working it in across her whole body, letting the water wash it off her smooth, clean skin. One of her adventurous hands found it's way to her clitoris and she flinched slightly at the touch before she let her finger return, this time pressing only very lightly, feeling and teasing her young bud. The fingers of her other hand squeezed an erect nipple as she felt her breathing begin to accelerate slightly. The water was warm on her back and as she became more aroused the heat of the water began to make her feel slightly dizzy and a little faint. She continued to stroke her clit and rubbed the palm of her free hand over her engorged nipple, pressing it hard into the softness of her breast. The small pert breasts of the twins flashed into her mind and she imagined herself sucking on them, taking Lisa's nipple in her mouth and softly biting on it. In her mind the twins took on the action of each of her hands, the hand on her breasts was Lisa's sucking lips and the finger on her clit was Helen's tongue flicking and tormenting it. She felt very hot and flushed but didn't want to stop the stimulation of herself for a second to adjust the shower and although she began to feel more faint she could feel the sparks beginning to fly between her legs. Any distraction might have taken the orgasm away and she just kept her mind fixed on the vivid images and thoughts consuming her excited mind. With time it began to happen, slowly at first then building ever stronger, she kept her concentration, not wanting to let it slip away, but she was completely focussed and the warm tingling sensation between her legs began to spread further, taking over her whole body. She quietly moaned with pleasure as it began in earnest, then as ever increasing power welled forth from between her legs she could moan no more and let the orgasm consume her completely.
She lathered herself down once more with the soap, paying careful attention
to clean the cum-matted pubic hair around her pussy. She switched off the
shower and took the towel from the door where she had thrown it earlier.
She towelled herself down and opened the door of the shower. A sharp blast
of cold air rushed into the cubicle and she shivered for a second. She
stepped out onto the pink carpet and looked at herself once more in the
slightly steamed up mirror, her face was very flushed and there were beads
of sweat still forming on her dried brow. She looked at her breasts, they
seemed to be larger than before, she smiled and ran a finger between her
legs once more. The touch so close to her clit felt wonderful and instantly
she began to juice up once more. She looked at the mirror and then a naughty
idea struck her. She turned and laid the towel out flat on the floor, then
leaning forward she took the mirror off the wall. She sat down and positioned
the mirror in front of her, at a very slight angle so as not to fall over.
She opened her legs and admired the flared lips of her bushy pussy and
ran her fingers along her labia. She pushed a finger inside herself about
an inch, then pulled it out, drew it up to her mouth and licked the sticky
love juices from the tip. She returned her exploratory finger and dipped
it once more into her hole, this time pushing slightly deeper; she slid
it in and out enjoying the sensation and noise it made. She pulled out
once more and using both hands opened her pussy wide for the mirror, so
she could clearly see the delights that were hidden by her labia and surrounded
by her pubic hair. Her fingers found her clitty once more and she began
to rub it lightly with her finger while her other hand kept herself open
and her middle finger dived up her moistened crack once more. Throughout,
she kept her eyes on the mirror, imagining that she was watching another
girl masturbating and watching her touch herself so intimately. Still high
from her previous orgasm she came very quickly, the second orgasm was not
as strong as the first but that was probably due to how faint she felt
during the first. As the orgasm faded she realised she had cum in a small
patch on her bath towel, she stood up and used the already soiled towel
to wipe the rest of her secretions from her slightly sticky inner thighs.
She picked the mirror off the floor and carefully positioned it back on
the nail on the wall. She wrapped the towel around her and left the bathroom
to finish getting ready for bed.