Get her naked

'I can make you feel even better, Ruth,' I said, looking up at her and letting go of her breasts. 'Take off your dress.'

She looked at me, a little worried. 'Take my clothes off... here?'

I nodded. 'You said this place is private, didn't you? No one will catch us here. We can hear if anyone gets too close, and we'll hide before anyone sees you, okay?'

She got up from the bench, a little nervous I could see in her sun-lit green eyes. I stared at her, filled with lust, as she pulled the flowery summer dress over her head. Her body was a miracle, almost making me praise God for this gift. I could see now that her the skin underneath her clothes was completely white, because she had never taken her clothes off in the burning sun. Her breasts hung comfortably in her plain white bra, and she wore blue boxer-shorts which almost reached her knees.

She looked at me self-consciously, awaiting my judgement. I got up from my seat, walked over to her and held her waist as I looked in her beautiful eyes. 'God has blessed you with a perfect body, Ruth. Let's put it to good use. Now...' I reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. '...what size are these?'

'32F,' she answered without thinking. I smiled and let go of the bra, dropping it down on the floor. Her perfectly round breasts held in place, even when the bra was gone, and I admired them with a broad smile. They were a perfect milky white, her nipples a very light pink, which made them almost indistinguishable from her flesh. I couldn't help but grab them and bounce them around in my hands.

'Wow...' is all I mustered to croak.

'You like them?' Ruth asked, almost disbelieving. 'My parents always say that they're way too big.'

I looked deep into her eyes and said meaningfully; 'I love them, Ruth. They're the most beautiful tits I've ever seen.'

'My what?' she asked, confused, before I remembered she had never heard of that word of course.

'I mean your breasts,' I explained, remembering that of course she wouldn't have heard that name for them.

'Oóóh! What did you call it? Tits? I like that word. It's like the birds.'

'Exactly,' I smiled. 'It's an endearing word. Now, please take your underwear off, Ruth. I want to see your pussy.'

Now she caught on much quicker. 'Nice! Like a cute pet!' she said, then did exactly as I had told her to; baring a massive curly bush, just as golden-haired as she was on top. I stared with the same excitement I had felt for her breasts, and moved my hand slowly down to her crotch. I felt the hairs between my fingers, then dug deeper and felt the soft flesh between her legs. I ran two fingers carefully along her lips, and heard Ruth's breath shaking. Then I parted her lips a little, and caressed the pink flesh in between. As I did this, I could see her eyes close, and she craned her neck backwards so she was facing the sky.

'Oh Stephen! Oh God! That feels so good!'