JoAnn was a pretty girl with long hair somewhere between a brown and strawberry blonde. Probably a bit bleached from being in the sun so much during the year. She was petite but usually dressed in the western type clothes that we all wore so it covered her figure. Today she had on shorts and a t-shirt.
I was dressed in my typical jeans and boots. I wore this almost all the time. This was needed for work and especially for riding horses, as they liked nothing better than to try and rub your legs on a variety of items, some of which would cut or scratch you.
After riding for a while we came upon a stream, along the streams would be wide spots with flowing clear water. So this seemed like a good spot to rest and let the horses drink.
Often we would strip down to our underwear and take a dip. But we had never done this with JoAnn or any other girl. So I just stood around the edge.
She decided to get wet so she took her shoes off and into the water she went. It wasn’t long until she tried to get me into the water. So I slipped out of my boots and jeans. I left my t-shirt on to cover my “tighty-whities” and my out of control teenage body. As long as I was in the water I felt comfortable. We splashed around and just had a good time cooling off.
After a bit I got out onto the bank, stating that I needed to dry off so I could put my clothes on later. She clearly was not done in the water.
I sat down on the rocks and let the water drip from my clothes. After just a few moments JoAnn came up onto the shore. I thought she might be ready to dry off with me and continue our ride.
She walked over to a small tree and peeled off her wet t-shirt, revealing her plain small bra. She threw the shirt over the branch and proceeded to unfasten her bra. This revealed her small but perfectly round breasts. Over the branch went her bra as well. Then in one smooth movement she unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them and panties off all at once. And they were placed on the branch with the rest of the wet clothes. All this I was watching from her side, in awe.
She turned and faced me at that point. This was a teenage fantasy come true, being in the presence of a nude woman. My mind and body went wild. I now saw her round breasts, which I still consider probably the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. And below that was a patch of hair, not trimmed as is the fashion today. Her body having all the curves that you would expect from a woman, but often covered by her clothes and tomboy personality. This was the first time I had seen a fully nude woman. This seemed like the makings of a Penthouse Letter. – Read more at Domai