During my week long stay with my aunt and uncle, my aunt had taken a day to spend time with me.  Wedid some chores around the farm in the morning then she suggested that we go swimming.  She told me about a gravel pit that had a pond in the middle of it.  The pit was about a kilometer behind their property that belonged to a neighbor friend.  His property was adjacent to theirs but the driveways were on different roads.  She said they called him "Horse" and he had a horse farm.  He trained horses and traveled often to deliver them or pick them up.  I have never met him but have heard good things of him through stories told by my family.  He was in his mid 30's and single. 

We rode our bikes behind their farm to the trail that was between a tree line and a straw field.  I rode my cousin's bike and she rode hers.  She had a basket on the front that had some swimming stuff in it with a lid on the basket.  It was going to be a hot day so it was perfect for swimming.  After a short ride, we came to the end of the tree line and there was a trail to the right that went into Horse's property.  We parked our bikes and walked on the trail through the trees and on the other side was a good size wooden barn and a wooden fence that had 2 horses inside of it.  My aunt mentioned that these were the horses that he had trained and was going to be delivering them soon.  They were beautiful and majestic.  She mentioned that he was also a saddle maker/repairer and was very talented with leather.  We walked past the back of the barn and there was a huge garden on the other side.  We picked some strawberries and rasberries and ate them there. His garden was extensive with corn, zuccini, squash, cucumbers, pumpkins, lettuce and tomatoes.  There were many more vegatables and you could tell that he was a very handy man.  We looked into the back door window of the barn to see if he was there and he was not. 

My aunt and I headed back to the trail and climbed on our bikes.  The trail split the straw field and it was wide open.  I could see a long distance and the area was very private.  The swimming hole was only about 50 meters more.  The field opened up and there was a cliff in front of us.  The gravel pit was closed but was in operation before Horse bought the property.   The straw field had stopped and there was dirt and matted down straw that had left the impression that the area was used often.  We got off of our bikes and my aunt said that we had to walk down a gravel road to get to the water.  She reached into the basket and took out a bag that she had packed.  She told me to follow her and we walked to the edge of the cliff and there was a sign that was homemade that said "skinny pit".  She said that Horse made that sign to encourage skinny dipping.  There were 3 folding beach chairs and a table out there already.  My aunt suggested that we get some sun then go down to swim later when we were hot.  I was ok with that.  

She was wearing a bikini with blue jean shorts and I was wearing a one piece swimsuit with blue jean shorts and sandals.  We walked to the chairs and she wiped them off with a towel.  She removed her shorts then the rest of her bikini too.  She was very comfortable being nude in front of me and she had a very athletic ,farm built body.   Her breasts were the perfect size for me to keep glancing at them and her hips, thighs and ass were muscular.  She had the same color pubic hair as I did except her bush was thicker and wider along the pubic mound and more full.  She was nude in a matter of seconds and said, " it's ok, sweetie, we are safe here".   So, I confidently took off my shorts and set them on the chair then took down the straps on my swim suit and peeled it down to the my knees and stepped out of it. 

I was standing in the open air, hot sun and field with only my sandals on.  I thought back to the times that I strolled around nude and how erotic it felt.  My aunt said that she loved the feeling and that I should take advantage of it as often as I could.  She talked about nudism and that we all should feel comfortable with our bodies and share them with one another and not judge.  She said we shouldn't be shy but more forward and free.  I couldn't help but agree that being naked under the hot sun with sweat beads on my body was truly who I wanted to be.  

She sat on one of the tri fold chairs and took some sun tan lotion from her bag.  She opened it and squirted the clear looking oil onto her hand and rubbed it onto her shoulders, arms and eventually her breasts and belly.  She applied a long stream of it onto the front of her legs from the knees to her dark blonde bush.  She rubbed it in evenly and applied a bit more to the inside of her thighs.  Her legs were spread so I could see her vulve and labia.  Her labia looked like mine.  Long from her anus to her clit and protruding through her thick sandy blonde bush.  She was very shiny and wet looking and I have to admit,  it looked pretty sexy.

I had never used tanning oil before but she made me wear it.  She said that I needed to get rid of my farmer tan.  I had a tan line that was exactly where my one piece suit was.  Tan legs with a pale pubic area, belly and breasts with tan arms and back.  She told me to lay down in the reclining chair so I did.  she took the warm oil and drizzled it onto my chest in a zig zag pattern down to my belly and then down each one of my legs to my feet.  I could smell coconut and something tropical.  She told me to rub it over myself evenly and that it would help me get tanner faster.  I could feel how slippery the oil was on my skin as I rubbed the oil onto my belly and breasts.  I tried not to spend too much time on my breasts (even though I really wanted to).  I ran my oily hands down my legs and she said " make sure you get your thighs on the inside too.  She said to make sure I was lubed up all over.  I had only seen my body with the wet look from water but was very aroused by the look and feeling. 

"Stand up" she said "so I can get your back and you can do mine".  So, I stood up and she applied the oil onto my back and ass and down my legs.  Then, I did the same to her.  She pulled out a small radio as we laid out in the hot sun sweating and well oiled.  After about an hour, my aunt said we needed more oil.  She handed me a full bottle and said that's yours.  I raised the back of my chair to a little incline and squirted some oil onto my small oiled up titties.  I went a little overboard (on purpose)  on the oil and it ran down my chest and filled my belly button and was running down toward my vagina.  I crossed my legs to trap the oil and watched it pool up around my small but full bush.  The oil completely covered my pussy hair.  My pubic hair was drowning in oil and I sat there with it like that for a minute.  I glanced over to my aunt and she was laying on her stomache and not paying attention to me.  

With my pubic mound puddled with oil, I uncrossed my legs to let the hot oil flood the rest of my pussy. I could feel the oil  run down to my ass but underneath my bush.  I opened my legs wider on the side edge of the chair and let the sun heat up my oil drenched pussy.  I started to spread it onto my legs and thighs and as I looked down at my well lit privates, I liked the sight of my breasts and pussy shiny and dripping.  My pussy hair was matted down and I matted it down more only to see my labia and clit pushing through.  On occasion I ran my oily hands and fingers over my clit and between my lips to enjoy the erotic feeling of the lubrication on my entire pussy.  Using two fingers, I opened up my hot pink labia to see how aroused I was.  My lips stayed open as they were starting to become more full with arousal.  I closed my eyes and let the sun worship my young virgin body and I knew that I would be experiencing this again.   We listened to the radio and talked a little about boys and being a female.  

We were starting to get hungry so we packed up our stuff and didn't even go swimming.  My aunt said to not even bother getting dressed because the sun tan oil would just get our clothes dirty.  We pushed our bikes as we walked naked on the trail.  We passed Horse's trail and headed to the farm.  I couldn't help but to admire my aunt for helping me to experiment and be a free young woman.  My sandals were slippery and dirty so I took them off and walked completely naked down the trail and through her yard, just as I had done earlier in the week.  My aunt grabbed a towel from the clothes line and we wiped our feet and went inside the house.  She said keeping the oil on for a while would help with the sunburn and stay moisturized.  

While we were comfortably naked, we made sandwiches and sat on some towels on her picnic table.  She told me that she loves living in the country so she can walk around naked all day.  I completely undestood what she was talking about.  I had been naked for over 3 hours and was very horny because of it.  I really enjoyed the feeling of being horny for an extended period of time and knowing that it was perfectly normal to be sexual. 

My uncle wasn't going to be home until after dinner.  She said I was more than welcome to lay out in the yard and relax in the nude.  But, she did need to run into town to get some food for the grill.  I elected to stay behind since I was so aroused.  She wiped off and before she went to town, she said that she loved my free spirit.  Then she said that if I was comfortable enough being a nudist that she said I should walk back to the garden and get some cucumbers and tomatoes and lettuce for a salad with dinner.  

As she drove down the driveway, I took her words as a mission.  I was completely alone with suntan oil still on my body and I still was aroused from being naked all afternoon.  I was sitting at the picnic table and made the decision to walk to the garden naked.  Just as confidently as she was.  But, before I did, I went to her bike and took out the oil and applied another thick dripping layer of oil to my entire body.  Then, I wandered to the trail to go to the garden.  I was very excited that my aunt gave me permission to do this wild act and knowing that I wasnt going to be judged by her made me even more confident.

The freedom I felt as I walked in the sun erotically oiled up was a feeling that was unmatched.  I couldn't help but to touch my body and greasy pussy.  I skipped, hopped and acted as a nudist would.  I got to then trail at Horse's property and I walked into the trees and froze.  I was walking onto a stranger's property and proceeded with caution.  There was a horse trailer backed up in the fence and the horses were still in the fence.  I kept my confidence but cautiously walked up to the back of the barn.  I looked in the window of the back door and noticed a man inside with his back mostly to me and facing a work bench.  My heart was racing and I was scared.

 I wanted to run as fast as I could out of there then I saw him turn a bit sideways so I froze.  I saw him holding a long and giant orange vegatable ( squash or zuccini ?) with the end cut off.  I saw him moving  it around then I realized that he had his penis inside the vegetable.  He was holding it with both hands as he was masturbating with it.  I have never seen this or heard of this before.  He was fucking a vegatable.  He was looking through a photo album on the bench and stroking his cock with enthusiasm.  I could see his ass cheeks tighten and release as he pumped his manhood in and out of the slippery object.  Then he must have cum as he pumped harder and faster then pushed his erection deep into the make shift pussy and he stopped.  He pulled his cock out of the massive vegatable and I saw his big thick cock drop out of it.  This was the biggest cock I have ever seen in person.  

Standing behind the barn naked in broad daylight, I was spying on a grown man who was pleasuring himself with the vegatable he grew in his own garden.  What the fuck!!!  I was stunned and more than curious.  He closed up the photo album and put it into a cabinet above his bench.  He wiped his massive cock on a shop towel and walked outside the front doors of his barn and threw the vegatable along the garden side of the barn and walked toward his horses and used a leather strap to lead them into the trailer. I was trapped behind the barn and was hoping he wasnt coming back there.  I don't know what I would have done.  I hid down and then heard him say something to the horses and shut the trailer gates and drove off.  

I waited a few minutes to make sure the coast was clear and in disbelief of the fact that 1) I was standing there completely naked covered in oil and 2) I witnessed a tall (6 ft 3 inches )thin but muscular man pleasure himself in a way I never imagined.  After sensing that Horse was gone from the property, I checked the back door of the barn and it was locked.  I slowly walked aound to the wooden fence and climbed over it to gain access to his barn.  I was very curious about what he was looking at in the books he was masturbating to.  I rounded the front of the barn and saw the lucky vegatable he threw on the ground.  The thing was big and heavy.  The hole he had his massive cock in was big enough for me to literally stick my fist into.  

As a young teen, I was not a big girl.  When I sat on chairs, my feet usually dangled and didn't touch the ground.  I was (am) a petite person and at that age, maybe 4 feet tall and 80-90 pounds.  Very tiny.  I couldn't imagine his cock penetrating my virgin pussy and if I could have even handled a cock that size.  I'm guessing his meat was all of 9 inches long and very thick by the size of the hole and vegetable.  

I went into the barn and opened the cabinet where he put his book and opened it up.  I saw 4-5 big photo albums filled with hundreds of polaroids.  Many were of different women and some of himself.  The women were posing in different erotic positions.  Some were alone and using different vegatables and toys to masturbate with and some pics were of him getting his cock sucked or fucking women.  I paged through the second album and there I saw about 3 pages of polaroids of my aunt.  She was posing in many different poses and some were even taken at the spot we were at earlier.  I was stunned but kept looking at them.  She was posing confidently and very risque.  I was seeing my aunt living her sexuality through film and displaying her womanhood to the camera.  I admire her and I wanted to be like her.

Next to the albums was a polaroid camera and lots of packages of film.  I grabbed the camera and put film in it.  I walked into the daylight of the open barn doors and faced the lens toward my oil soaked pubic hair and took a close up from the front.  This was a surreal moment for me.  I have taken pics as a younger prepubescent me in my own home but never out in public and on a stranger's camera.  I remember my aunt saying that horse was gone a lot so I felt like I had some time to be free.   I posed as I did as a younger girl and as some of the poses I saw my aunt in.  I was very impressed with my pics as I looked through them spread out on a stand that he had in the middle of the barn next to a swing .  He had some saddles on other stands in the barn but this one seemed to serve a different purpose.  I set the white polaroid camera with stripes down the middle on the stand when  realized that he used this stand as a tripod for the camera.  

It was sitting in front of a swing with two long ropes hanging from the beams at the ceiling.  About 1 meter from the swing seat were 2 leather straps that were attached to brass rings with horse stirrups hanging just below the swing seat.  I remember seeing some of the women sitting on something with their legs up in the air and their legs spread wide.  They were sitting in this swing and the camera was on the homemade tri-pod.  I had hopped up on the leather seat that was wrapped around a piece of wood.  It was about 2 feet wide.  I stood up on the swing and squatted down in front of the camera and reached forward to push the red button to take a picture of my ready pussy.  The picture came out the front and  I waited for it to develop, it was a perfect shot.  It framed my wet pussy nicely.  I reached forward and took another pic and as I was pushing the button, I looked down to see my labia stiff and pink and wide open.  It was exactly what I wanted to capture.  The picture came out and I was out of control.  I looked just like close-ups of the models in magazines and my aunt in her pics.  The pics were only of my pussy and small oiled up titties.  I spread my labia wide and acted the part of a nude model.  After taking a whole package of pictures, I then put these pics in the back page of the photo album and put it back in the cabinet. Horse had no idea I was here and  my heart was racing more than I can explain.  I was giving him nude pictures of me as a minor to masturbate to when he finds them.  I returned everything to where I found it and left the barn.  I went to the garden and grabbed what I could carry and walked naked and aroused back to my aunts house.  I was still in disbelief of the day and was excited to share my naked body for other's to enjoy for the rest of my life.  I returned to the house before my aunt came home. I put the veggies on the counter and went upstains and took a bath to rinse the days worth of memories off of my young teen body.