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Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 01

By: Libertine



I am what in Sweden is called an "old lass" the daughter who had to stay home and take care of the old parents. Like so many others I ended up unmarried and had to find my outcome on my own. My eldest brother inherited the farm. I got a small cottage in the village, though.

That summer of –53 I was in my late thirties, not old for being an old lass. I am not overly good-looking but not that ugly either. I can't have babies. I am pleased with my body with its heavy breasts, which bounce nicely when I let them free. I also like my thick dark pussy hair, a real bush. The men like to entangle their fingers in it and comb through it and I like the tickling from it. And the promise of what will come.

But what I like best is my wide hips. My men can rest on them very comfortable and I like to have their heaviness on top of me. The best thing is a slender man with narrow hips. He can rest in great comfort between my hipbones and if his cock is long and in my pussy I feel like in heaven. 

I really like my body. It has matured nicely over the years. Maybe my belly has become more rounded and my ass a little meaty. But I have found that men like a big ass as long as it is firm and muscled. And mine is. 

Men, yes. An old lass doesn't have to be without men but in a rural village you have to be careful. I have laid most of the men in my village and quite a few others. I usually lay them after they have got married. They have to be more careful then and can't brag around. I make them promise not to tell anyone and I promise not to tell their wife. It has worked so far. And I don't get too involved. A couple of times up to a dozen are enough. They need more than once to relax and prove their ability and give me a good fuck but after a dozen times it becomes a routine. Most men don't have fantasy enough to be good after that. They only want the easy fuck. It is no problem finding the time and place. We are outdoor people working in the fields and in the woods and I have my own cottage even if I seldom let the men in there. 

And I have a mountain pasture. It is an old tradition to bring the cattle up in the hills in summertime. It takes only a few people to take care of the cattle and often an old lass is in charge with a few youngsters to help her. 

My pasture is the only one left in my village. It is a nice place in a valley with a pond with crystal clear water. By midsummer the water gets warm and I like to swim and sunbathe. 

This year I had rather few cattle at the pasture so I had only a boy to help me. He spent most of his time shepherding but he was always back in late afternoon. Even if the place is nice and there was a lot of work to do it got lonely. I spent a lot of time in the pond but the boy didn't want to swim with me. Of course, I swam in the nude. The boy was young and nobody else came there. The pasture was too far away and anyway I would have seen if someone were coming. And I really didn't bother if someone watched me, in fact quite the contrary.

First I thought that he was afraid and couldn't swim. But then I saw him swim on his own. So I asked him to join me but he refused and wouldn't tell me why.

One afternoon when I was sunbathing I caught a glimpse of movements behind some bushes. I didn't move but watched discreetly. Nothing happened and eventually I had to go back to work. I put on my thin shift and started to go back. In the corner of my eye I saw the boy sneak away. 

Had he been watching me? Was he grown enough to take an interest in an old lass? No, it couldn't be, could it? I had to find out.

When he went to take a swim it was me who hid between the bushes. Well, he had a good amount of pubic hair but his cock was small. But who could judge from a flaccid cock what it would be when erect?

I made up my mind. I had to find out why he didn't want to swim with me. If he was more grown up than I had thought it would show if we swam together. He certainly would get an erection and would be embarrassed by it.

I watched him carefully the following days. I dressed in my thinnest shift and wore no underwear. I never do at the pasture. The top buttons were undone and I carelessly in bending down in front of him. If he was interested he had good opportunities to see most of me down my open shift.

But he was careful. I caught him looking a few times and I thought I saw something in his pants. But the evidence wasn't enough. I had to do something else.

The next afternoon I deliberately stayed late in the pond. He was used to that I was busy with my work when he came down from the hills and that he could swim in private. I quietly sat in the water covered to my neck when he came to the pond. He didn't see me until he was going into the water naked. When he saw me he hurried out to deep water to cover himself. That was a sign, wasn't it?

He swam away but wanted to come back to his clothes. I didn't want to embarrass him too much so I swam to one side and sat in shallow water so that my nipples were just under water. But the water was very clear so they were visible. The boy swam as close to the shore as he could and then rose and moved sideways so he could have his back at me. 

But I got a glimpse and yes, he was more grown up than I had thought. Much more in fact. I rose and let him see my full, naked body but after one short look he turned and hurriedly put his pants on and ran away.

None of us mentioned what had happened during supper.

The next day I went out to pick berries. Deliberately I went in the direction I had seen him take with his sheep in the morning. I had never before visited him in the hills.

I saw the sheep in good time. I carefully sneaked closer until I saw him sitting on a rock. His pants were off and he had his cock in his hand stroking it.

I got shocked. I saw a grown man's cock, a cock that any man would envy him. It looked even bigger on this small, thin boy.

A fire lit up in my pussy. Up to now it had only been curiosity. I had wanted to know why he avoided me, why he didn't want to look at my charms. Now I fully understood. He was young and totally inexperienced. He probably thought I would be angry or something if he got a visible erection in my presence. How little these young boys knew. To think that a woman would be angry if a man reacted so nicely to her charms. 

Now I had only one thought in my head. I wanted to turn this innocent boy into a man. I wanted to take his male chastity. I wanted his big cock in my pussy. I wanted him to be experienced enough to fuck me forcefully.

I hid behind a bush for quite a while. He went on stroking his cock but only lightly. Another thought struck me. Was he so innocent that he had not yet learnt how to jack off? Was he sitting there with a newly found body reaction, his erect cock, and didn't know how to get a relief? Then it was my duty to teach him at least that, wasn't it? It could never be good for him to be so aroused, could it? I was gathering reasons why I should become the teacher of this boy.

Eventually he sighed and put his pants back on. He whistled his sheep together and started for home. I had to stay where I was until he was out of sight; otherwise he would have seen me.

As soon as I thought it was safe I pulled my skirts up and lay back in the soft grass. I caressed myself imaging that it was the boy. My fingers plunged into my pussy and in my mind I imagined that it was his big cock. My pussy was wet and my labia swollen. How I longed for that boy and his big cock.

Me relief came quickly. But I wasn't satisfied in my mind. All the way home I saw that cock and nearly felt it against my pussy lips.

When I came back the boy was waiting for supper. I made our simple meal. We sat in the long light evening as we normally did. We talked very little. But my pussy was in fire. I had to do something but also to go slow.

I asked him if he wanted to follow me to the pond and swim with me. I had done that often enough so it was no surprise for him. As usual he declined. I asked him why and if he was embarrassed that I swam in the nude. I said that I wanted company and suggested that I should wear a shirt if he got embarrassed. He still declined but I could see that I had been right about his reason not to go swim with me. 

I gave up for the moment. I said I was going to take a swim anyway before going to bed. He said good night and said he was going to turn in. He went to my cottage which we shared.

The evening was still light as it is in these parts of Sweden in summertime. You can see nearly as well as during daytime even if the light is softer. 

I decided to take a chance. I undressed outside the hut and went naked to the pond. I was nearly sure that I heard the door creak behind me but didn't turn around to be sure. I didn't want to scare him away if he wanted to watch me.

Down at the pond I moved around stretching my body and showing it in all directions. I had the feeling of being watched and it felt good. The thought of that the boy was looking at me was exciting. My wet pussy ached. Eventually I saw a movement behind the bushes. I moved around so I could look without it being too obvious. Yes, he was there all right. I felt a twitch in my pussy and my body trembled of lust. I had to do something.

I lay down close to the bushes to give him a good look at me. I caressed my body and forgot everything but the lust in my mind. I stroked my body and put fingers in my pussy. I stroked my clit and I guess that I got noisy. I usually do when I am highly aroused. My fingers got deep inside my pussy and I came, my whole body shaking. It was a very powerful orgasm and must have been very obvious for on onlooker. But the question was if that inexperienced boy knew what had happened. Perhaps it was wrong to give him this show; maybe it only confused him?

I rested for a while then rose and paraded in front of the bushes. Slowly I went into the water. It was warm and felt good on my skin. I swam for a while and saw the boy sneak back home. I got up and had another session with myself, this time longer, tenderer and without any thought to please an onlooker. 

It felt better afterwards but I was not at all satisfied. I still had the image of that cock in my mind and could think of nothing else.

The next day went as usual. In the evening I again asked him if he would go swim with me. I said I was going to wear a shirt and he could wear a pair of old pants if he wanted.

To my astonishment he accepted. We changed one at a time in the cottage and went to the pond. We swam and I made sure not to be provocative and flash my charms to him. I had on a thick shirt that didn't show too much even when it got wet. His pants outlined his cock and although I was so careful his cock swelled. Not a real erection but its size could be understood. My pussy ached but I did nothing more.

We went back and I offered to make a light evening meal and he accepted. We sat down and I saw that he covertly looked at me. I had put on a thin shift and left a few buttons undone. The light was fading. 

I moved so I was sitting half-turned away from him. He didn't have to face me.

" I liked swimming with you," I said softly. "I feel lonesome swimming alone and is also a little afraid. I know it's silly but I am afraid something will touch me from under water. And the water feels so warm especially in the evening after a hot day. But I like even more to swim in the nude. The water sort of clings around my body. Did you like our swim?"

I stopped and waited for an answer but was not really expecting to get any. But he astonished me.

"Yes," he murmured, "I liked it too."

That was more than I had expected and it encouraged me. I sat silent for a while letting the warm summer night make its magic.

"I understand that you are embarrassed to swim with me when I am in the nude. You don't have to explain to me but let me guess. This summer you have suddenly found that my body interests you. Seeing my naked body or part of it arouses you and maybe even makes your dick to swell. Something you don't really understand. It has never happened to you before. Am I right?"

I sneaked a glance at him. His head was down and I think he blushed but it was hard to tell in the soft light. But I saw him nod slightly and he looked up and caught my eye. He looked down again but I had seen in his eyes that I was on the right track. 

Again I made a long pause. The light faded quickly now and we had the magic blue velvet light. 

"Am I right that you have never jacked yourself off? That you have never stroked your cock until something white spurts out," I went on very softly.

I saw that he startled when I used the word cock. So much he knew anyway. He also nodded but very lightly, just a small change of the angle of the head. But a nod anyway.

"I now understand why you didn't want to go swimming with me. You were afraid of your feelings and that you couldn't control your cock. You were afraid that I should be angry or tease you or something if you got an erection. But let me tell you two things. First, what you feel now is the feeling of the grown man. Most men get an erection when they see a good-looking naked female body. And you find me fairly good-looking, don't you?"

Again he bowed his head slightly but looked down. 

"Secondly, every woman loves to see that she can arouse a man and if he gets an erection she will be real proud. So your reaction made me real proud and assured me that I am still handsome enough to arouse a man. You are a man now, perhaps not yet fully grown up but with a man's reactions. And if you want to we can make you grow into a real man." The last I said in a very low voice and wasn't sure if he had heard.

I stopped and looked at him. The light had faded to deep blue velvet so looking straight at him wasn't frightening for him. He even looked up without really notice that I looked at him. He sighed and straightened his shoulders before looking down again. But he looked more assured and calm than before.

I let the silence be for a couple of minutes before I stood up and slowly walked towards the cottage.

"Time for bed," I said in my normal voice. "The cattle won't wait in the morning."

I went inside and got ready for bed. He came in long after me and went straight to his bunk.

Nothing was said in the morning. We were busy taking care of the cattle and ourselves and after that he went with his sheep. I caught him looking at me several times though.

In early afternoon I again went to look for him. I knew what direction he had taken in the morning and the time was right for his sheep to lie down and chew the cud. So he could sit down and relax.

I found him easily. He was again sitting on a rock with his pants down, stroking his cock. I could see the skin stretch but he stroked very gentle. He didn't try to jack off. Suddenly I got a hunch of what his problem might be. If I was right I could help him and he would be grateful, afterwards anyway.

I watched his lovely cock for a while. But I was not that aroused now. I knew what I had to do and could wait. I sneaked back home.

I pretended to be busy and he went swimming on his own. After supper I again said I was going to swim but he declined to accompany me.

I went to the pond and got naked on the way there. I loved the warm breeze on my body. I swam for a while and then got up. The sun was still warm and it was real pleasant, although lonely. And I had a steady itch in my pussy.

I was convinced that the boy was behind the bushes. I hadn't actually seen him but had given him plenty of time and undisturbed possibility to get in place while I was swimming. My senses said he was there.

I sat down close to the bushes. I sat there for quite a while with my eyes closed. He should have a good, undisturbed look.

Without moving I softly called at him.

"Erik, why don't you come out and join me. I know you are there and want to. Don't be afraid. If only you knew how proud I am that you want to watch me. And I get even more proud if I have aroused you and perhaps made your cock to swell. Please, come and join me."

I sat motionless with closed eyes. I begged him once more. Then I heard the rustling of the bushes when he made his way through them. I felt that he was standing at my side looking at me. I didn't move but peeped cautiously under my eyelids. He stood there. And his cock was clearly outlined in his pants. He had a mixed expression of lust and pain on his face.

Had my hunch been right? I had to find out now. If I was right it was the key to be able to proceed.

"Does your cock hurt when you get a hard on," I said very softly.

He didn't answer. I peeped again and saw only pain on his face. He was looking away and looked undecided.

"Tell me, don't be afraid. I think I can help you," I nearly whispered.

He straightened up and looked determined. But it took some time before he spoke.

"Yes," he murmured. "Yes it hurts when it grows. I don't like it."

"Oh, you poor boy," I said as compassionate I could. But inwardly I rejoiced. My hunch had been right. This was going to work out.

"Let me see your dick so I can tell if I can help you," I said. "And remember what I said about me being proud. Take your pants off."

By now I was looking at him although not in his eyes.

He stood for a while considering, then slowly took off his pants. His cock jutted out and I had to bite my lip not to cheer at the formidable sight. But I also saw the pain on his face and tried to be as casual as I could.

"Come and let me examine you," I said. I stood up on my knees when he hesitantly approached me.

I saw the problem. His foreskin was stretched to its limit but couldn't be brought behind the glans. The little string held it back. It must hurt when his big cock head grew.

I was all business now. I reached out and held his cock just below the glans. He jumped but stayed. I moved his foreskin forward and then stretched it backwards again to see how strong the piece of skin that held it was. It didn't seem to be too strong. A bold action would take care of the problem but I wanted to make it gently.

"You poor boy, this must hurt," I said. "And you haven't dared to ask your mother for help, have you?" He only nodded.

"I can help you get rid of the problem," I continued. "You will feel a short pain and perhaps it will bleed a little. But then your problem is gone for good, I promise you. Shall I go on and do it?"

I looked up at him. Now he looked me in the eyes and after a while he nodded. I rejoiced again and my pussy twitched. I was going to take this boy's physical chastity.

I slowly moved his foreskin back and fourth as far as it would go to get the right feeling of it in my hand. His glans was by now well lubricated from precome. I jacked him a few times more and then with a swift, strong movement pulled his foreskin back. The skin ripped and he cried out. But the work was done and his foreskin was well behind his glans.

I looked up at him. He had tears in his eyes. I louvered my head and kissed his cock compassionate. He was bleeding slightly and I licked the blood away. It soon stopped but a little wound was there. 

"Did it hurt much?" I asked him. "You have a small wound but it will heal in a day or two. Then your cock won't hurt when it gets erect."

He said nothing but smiled at me. He put his pants back up and went to go home.

"Thank you," he said over his shoulder. "I feel much better now. Thank you."

And he went away leaving me with an aching pussy but I was content as well. I was happy that I had been able to help this boy to a normal sex life. 

I stayed and got a satisfactory orgasm on my own.

The following morning I saw that he was a little sore but he said nothing about it. Neither did I, except for the ordinary question if he had slept well. He went shepherding. In the evening we sat chatting and I didn't suggest any swimming activities. He needed time to think and to recover in full.


Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 01



The next morning he looked fit and without my asking said that the wound had healed as I had said it would. He blushed but didn't look away. He went away with his sheep and I did my things. But the aching in my pussy was nearly unbearable and slowed me in my work.

In the evening I said as usual that I was going to swim and asked him to join me. He looked shy again but nodded. I took off my clothes except for my thin shift and went away without looking back. I knew he would follow and this time not hide behind the bush. At the pond I got naked. He got there, took his pants off with his back to me and went directly into the water. I made some exercises to show off and then followed him. We swam and had a good time. Now and then I saw his cock through the water and it was magnificent although he kept his erection down with his physical activity. I guess he looked at me as well and I certainly made it easy for him. I swam but also stood up in shallow water and went up to dry before he did. I had brought a towel and dried my hair and then also my rich pussy hair. It got fluffy and I thought it looked real nice. 

When I was dry I beckoned for him to come up. He started to come but hesitated when the water reached his navel but then shrugged and went ashore. He stood turned away from me but I saw that he had a real nice erection.

"Come my boy," I called softly. "Remember what I said that a woman likes to be looked at by a young handsome man and how proud I would be if you get erect. Please, show me how proud I should be, please. This woman also likes to look at a cock especially if it's erect. I find them so delicious. And I want to look at your wound to see if it has healed properly," The last I added in an attempt to persuade him.

He hesitated but then turned around. He looked down. His big cock stood out very proudly. I swiftly closed the gap between us and took his cock in my hand. I pretended to inspect the wound. I put my hand under his chin and lifted his head to look into his eyes.

"You make me very, very proud," I whispered. You have a magnificent cock and it stands at full attention for me. You don't know what it makes for my self-esteem. It was a long time ago I saw such a marvelous sight."

I stood there holding his cock and suddenly remembered his father. I had fucked him maybe six-seven years ago. He was a lousy fuck but I thought that he had potential so I put in some effort to teach him a thing or two. And he was slim with narrow hips and had such a lovely long slender cock just like this boy. Just the way I like it most. He fitted very well between my hips. So I let him into my pussy two dozen times, twice my normal maximum. But I saw that this boy already had a fatter cock and it would grow even fatter. Just like his grandfather's, I thought.

The boy blushed but didn't move. I moved his foreskin up and down a few times pretending to test its function. The boy shivered. I started to caress his cock for real. He still didn't protest. I knelt before him and looked at his cock at close range. I could see his veins filled with blood and his cock jutted slightly. I kissed the tip and tasted his precome.

I rose and stood before him.

"You look very good indeed and you taste good as well," I told him and giggled to test his reactions. Making love should be fun as well. "Do you want to touch me," I whispered.

He didn't answer but looked intently at my body. I took his hand and put it on my breast. He shivered again but stroked my breast lightly.

"Caress me, knead my breast, I like it and they are made for it," I told him. He got bolder and used both his hands on my breasts. I was in heaven. I like having my breasts fondled and have it done by this innocent boy turned me on immensely. I took one of his hands and brought it slowly down over my belly to my pubic hair. He entangled his fingers in it and sifted through it just the way I liked it. His instincts certainly were right.

We moved around a little and I felt his cock against my belly. It was wet from precome. I realized that he probably was near his first orgasm when awake. I wanted to make it as pleasant for him as I could.

I withdrew a little from him. I looked at him and saw his happy face. There would be nothing to stop him now. He was ready for his first woman.

I snuggled up close to him and whispered in his ear.

"Erik, I want your cock in my pussy, please put him into my pussy. I guess you will come in an instant but I want you to come inside me, please."

I sat down on the grass. I dragged him down over me; there was no time to waste. He could come anytime now. 

"Kneel between my legs," I instructed him. "And stand on your hands and knees over me. And please, come closer."

As soon as he was in place I parted my legs and took his cock and directed it to my entrance.

"Now push, push hard, you should get him inside," I urged him and held his ass cheeks to direct him. But he understood directly. He pushed and withdrew in the right way and I felt my pussy being filled by his big cock. I clamped my legs around his waist to slow him down and get extra pressure but he got to passive. I let him loose again and he thrust into me. It felt heavenly after the long time my pussy had ached for his cock. But his time was out. After a few more thrusts he stiffened and I could feel his come spurt in my pussy.

He fell down on top of me and that was agreeable as well. He was slender and fitted like his father between my hips. And his cock still filled my pussy even if got limp too quickly. 

I held him close to me for a long time. He cried softly against my breasts from happiness.

I rolled over so we lay side by side. I looked at him and we both smiled.

"Did you like it?" I asked. "Was this old pussy to your liking? Do you want to come in there again sometime?" I teased him.

He smiled and murmured that it had been fantastic. And I believed him. His first real orgasm he got inside a woman's womb. My womb. I was proud. Of course, my body wasn't satisfied but now I could wait. There would be plenty of time in the days to come. I was determined to train this boy to a tremendous lover. It would be fun and something that would fill out the time. 

In the morning the boy looked very shy. But I hugged him and told him again how proud he had made me and that his cock was marvelous. He blushed but looked relived and pleased.

In the afternoon I asked him if he wanted to be taught how to please a woman. I said that I longed to be his teacher. This time he didn't hesitate but agreed immediately. So I began systematically to teach him, starting with the female body. He had to explore me thoroughly and I told him about my sensitive spots. Of course we ended up with his grand cock in my pussy and he came nearly as quickly as the day before. But I had him to fondle me afterwards making me come. Over the following days his staying power increased immensely. Partly it had to do with our intensive fucking but also that his ability improved. His skill grew and soon he was able to give me very satisfactory orgasms.

Sometimes we fucked in the morning before he went out shepherding. In the evening I taught him different things and that always ended up in my pussy or sometimes elsewhere. I was in heaven although a little sore most of the time. He seemed to be insatiable and could get it up anytime. He more and more took command, which to my surprise, I liked.

One afternoon I was out in the hills picking berries. I ran into his herd of sheep but didn't see him at first. Then I saw him sitting on a rock, not stroking his cock this time though. He has no need for it; he gets more than he needs from me I thought happily. He was facing in another direction and didn't see me.

It was a pastoral picture. The green hills, the sheep grazing peacefully and the beautiful boy sitting on the rock silhouetted against the blue sky. The picture had been perfect if he had been naked as well I thought.

On the hillside beyond the boy a ram mounted a ewe. He fucked frantically and slid off. He roared. The ewe went o few steps and resumed grazing.

A sudden tremendous urge hit me. I wanted to be covered. To be ruthlessly covered like the ram covers the ewe. A ram never asks. He jumps a ewe in heat whenever he likes and fucks for his own pleasure only. I was mentally very much in heat at this moment. But how should I communicate that to the boy? And how should I make him understand how I wanted him to act?

There was a group of sheep ten to twenty yards behind my boy. They grazed peacefully moving around slowly. 

I got an idea. I undressed rapidly. It didn't take long. I wore only a skirt over my shift. I never had panties when on the pasture. 

I crept cautiously into the middle of the group of sheep without disturbing them. I was about fifteen yards behind the boy. I stood naked on my hands and knees among the sheep with my delicious ass lifted high in the air towards him. My knees were spread wide apart and my crack was wide open. 

I stirred some of the sheep until they bleated to get his attention. I waited on my hands and knees. I didn't look around. I wanted him to act completely on his own and was eager to find out what he would do.

The sun was behind me and lit up my ass. The god in the sun must have liked what he saw. He sent a beam to search the crack of my ass. The beam reported of hidden treasures and the god sent blazing hot warrior beams to conquer them. But no fight was needed. The castle wanted to be conquered. The doors were wide open, the guardians withdrawn and the warriors welcomed. All the warrior beams found the way to the treasures in my pussy and ass and heated them up.

I startled. Something probed my crack. I looked between my legs and saw a sheep standing behind me. I relaxed and the sheep licked my crack a few times. I let it happen. Maybe it should help the boy to get a hunch. And I had to admit that it felt good. 

I waited. I trembled from anticipation and my pussy dripped. The sun-god was still interested in my charms and kept sending his beams to heat me. It felt good.

I heard a ram roar in the distance. He must have mounted another ewe. His roar was high and triumphantly. Another ram answered and for my inner eye I saw him mount a ewe. My pussy twitched. Then I realized that this roar had come from behind me at close range and I got afraid. What if he mounted me? I had a healthy respect for the horns of the ram and his strength. But, I said to myself, a ram has a small cock compared to a man's. That comforted me. And a ram doesn't mount a woman, does he?

A shadow fell over me. A hand stroked my neck and over my back and ass just as a man strokes his sheep. The hand pinched my ass cheeks like to check the amount of flesh. Both hands checked the heaviness of my breasts and pinched my nipples just like they would check an udder filled with milk. The hand stroked roughly over my stomach and to my pubic bush. The hand pulled my bush and I felt it in my clit.

The examination completed he slapped my ass the way a man shows that he likes his animal. I held my head down all the time and didn't look up. I was totally submissive just like a ewe in heat would be. He went away. I thought that it was the good shepherd checking the ewe before he lets the ram cover her. The thought made my pussy twitch again.

Something was behind me again. The flesh on my hips was grabbed. A cock poked my crack and was forcefully jabbed to get into my pussy. It hurt but a ewe has no means to direct the cock of the ram. He has to find the way to the cunt on his own. The cock kept on jabbing. The front legs of my ram were now down my flanks, the way they had to be to keep him in place. 

The cock found the pussy entrance and was forced inside. It was big and filled my wet cunt. I got brutally banged just like I wanted. I started to cry out loudly like the baa of the ewe. The banging got even more brutally. I came violently and so did my ram. He roared triumphantly. We stood like that for a while. Me, the ewe, crept forward on my hands and knees. The covering was done. The cock plopped out of me. I crept about ten yards before putting my head and shoulders down in the grass. I pushed my ass high up in the air and pretended to be grazing. 

I sneaked back between my legs and saw that he used the fur of a sheep to clean his cock. I stayed where I was to see what he would do. He was looking at me. I adjusted my position but still with my head and shoulders down. I pushed myself slightly forward and spread my knees further. I figured that my ass crack now must be open all the way down to my pussy. I was probably wide open for him to see.

I sneaked back at him again and saw that he stroked his cock. It had grown again and he was on his way to a new erection. I waited and slowly shifted my weight from side to side as if I was moving slowly forward grazing.

Eventually I felt his hands on my hips again. I shuddered from desire and anticipation. I had no idea what he was going to do. I certainly had taught him many things and we had had numerous possibilities to test the lot.

He pushed himself into my pussy. It was wide open and wet both from me and from his come so the resistance was low. He thrust a few times and then withdrew. I was highly excited. I had felt that his big cock was hard as steel again. I wanted it in me but kept quiet. 

I felt his cock at my ass hole. I had let him in there before but now he tried it and he had to do it without my help. I was a completely passive ewe.

He pressed his cock forcefully at my ass hole and used short powerful jabs to get through. It hurt but no baa came from my lips. This was promising. Suddenly my sphincter gave up and with one mighty thrust he buried his cock to the hilt up my ass canal. I bleated loudly in acknowledgment. He responded by roaring. 

He fucked my ass with as much vigor and force as he had done before in my pussy. Although it hurt I enjoyed intensely being so brutally treated by my ram. For once I liked being submissive. He grabbed handfuls of my flesh and used it as handles to be able to fuck me harder and deeper. He started to roar and I knew he was on his way. I responded and bleated so loudly that the sheep looked up.

We both got a roaring orgasm. I would say it was the best ever together, at least mine was. He kept roaring triumphantly for a long time and I bleated screamingly. We behaved as the sheep do. When we had calmed down I again crept forward. But this time I kept on creeping until I was about twenty yards from the mating place. Then I stood and without looking back just walked on. When I was maybe a hundred yards away I sneaked back and saw the boy standing there looking after me. 

With spring in my step I went back to the pasture. It had been great. I had been covered. My ram had covered me brutally and only for his own pleasure. I felt like a covered ewe. It felt great to walk down the hill in the nude. I had never done that before. The god in the sun still liked me and kept sending his hot beams to my body. The breeze was soothing for my burning ass and pussy.

In the evening the encounter wasn't mentioned. A ram never thanks. But we smiled happily against each other all the time. For some reason no one wanted to fuck that night. Even my insatiable boy seemed spent for once. I found my clothes in the hut. The boy had brought them back for me. 

In the morning he was already gone when I woke up. It was unusual. Normally I had to wake him up. I didn't think much about it though. I guessed that he didn't want a morning fuck and didn't want to say no, should I ask for one. 

I had taken up the habit not only to sleep in the nude but also to go out for my morning toilet naked. He was nowhere to be seen when I came out. But he sure would be around for breakfast. 

It was a warm and sunny morning and after my toilet I went directly to make breakfast. We usually had our meals outside and had the stove under a sheltering roof. It felt very good to do the work in the nude and have the warmth of the sun on my body. I stretched and held out my arms to the sun-god and even danced a little on my own.

There was a sudden roar from a ram. I thought nothing of it. It was a common sound. The ram roared again, closer this time. I looked up. Erik was standing at the corner of the cottage. He had been fishing and had a trout in his hand. It would be good for supper I thought. He jumped out of his pants. He roared and pointed that I should go down on my hands and knees. He roared several times and I saw his cock grow and get hard in no time. It was like a fleeting movement. It stretched out and rose at the same time.

I just stood there. What did he think of me? That I was an obeying ewe? That I should go down and open up my pussy for him whenever he roared like a ram? 

Of course I would. Oh yes. At least as long as his cock got erect so rapidly whenever he saw my naked body. My heart filled with joy that my body still had that effect.

He roared again. By now he was close to me and pushed me to bend face down over the table. He parted my ass and he slapped my inner thighs to get me move my legs further apart. He put his cockhead in my crack and let it slide up and down from my clit up over my butt hole. I trembled with anticipation. Which hole would he choose? I would be more than happy to accommodate him in either one but this morning I preferred my pussy. My butt had not yet fully recovered from the rough treatment the day before although I knew enough about herbs to make a soothing ointment.

He probed my butt and he probed my pussy. He kept teasing me. He had got the liking to dominate I thought. 

I trembled again and next time he probed my pussy I rocked back so he slid in. I flexed my inner muscles around his cock to try to keep him there. Obviously he liked it and stayed. He fucked me holding my hips in a firm grip and banged real hard. He had also got a liking for rough treatment. I had to talk to him about that, I thought. But I liked it and met him. There were noisy slapping sounds when he banged himself into my meaty ass. Eventually we reached a very satisfying climax and we both cried out loud. It was good to be in a deserted place.

From that morning on I went around naked whenever the weather permitted. When milking the cows I put the rough chaperon directly on my naked body. Some protection was needed. But that left my ass naked to be seen and also emphasized from the straps that held the chaperon in place around my waist. The rough texture felt good on my naked skin as well. I got an overall tan including my ass and private parts.

The days went by. I realized that I had taught the boy what I could. Well, not the more advanced and kinky stuff. He was too young and inexperienced for that. To get even better he had to get experience and influences from other women but that I could not help him with. Not now anyway. I relaxed and stopped teaching. I enjoyed our lovemaking and got selfish. He was experienced enough to give me multiple orgasms using his hands, tongue and cock. 

I denied the boy nothing. He was insatiable. My pussy was open and ready for him all the time. But I never knew when he wanted me next or how he liked to take me. Some days he fucked me with regular intervals in the morning, afternoon and evening. Other days he ignored my body until suddenly he was all over me. Then he could fuck me twice in a row. I loved being submissive to this boy.

During the last week we fucked frantically. I told him every day that our fucking had to stop completely the day we got back to the village. He understood it in his brain but not in his cock I guessed. 

The day the village people would come in the afternoon he didn't go shepherding. The day after we should return to the village and he had some work to do at the pasture. 




Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 01



At lunchtime I called for him to come and eat. He stopped abruptly when he came round the hut and saw me. As usual his cock rose fast. I had anticipated that this insatiable young man wanted to fuck me and had prepared for it. I lay on my back on the table with my feet on the benches and my legs wide apart. I was ready to be fucked. I just pointed at my pussy to make him understand that he should plunge in right away. And he did with gusto. I had also prepared my pussy with butter, which had melted in my pussy heat. He could ram his big cock all the way in on his first thrust. He looked astonished. I had never before been that easy to enter. But I wanted a long hard fuck and lubrication was needed to increase his staying ability.

And he fucked me good, long and hard. I got several orgasms but kept quiet. I wasn't going to make it easy for him. He found that the friction was less than he was used to and fucked eagerly to find his own release. After my third silent orgasm I took pity of him and slowly narrowed my legs and thus my pussy. I also started to use my inner muscles. I got another orgasm before he started to pant and scream. Then I let myself loose and flexed my muscles around his cock as hard as I could. He had to use force to thrust. I felt my own orgasm build up again and started to cry out. We got very loud together when we came.

That was the last time I fucked him. The village people came shortly afterwards and I was a little afraid that they had heard us. But nobody asked about the noise.

Among the people was Erik's mother. He showed her around and he told her about his shepherding.

In the evening when we all sat enjoying the warm night she came around to me and asked if we could talk. I rose and on some pretext we walked away.

"My boy has grown this summer," she said. "He is much more mature and calm now. He even talked to me and he isn't so shy. You have had a good influence on him." 

"Well, he is a good boy. He has worked well and taken good care of the cattle. And he has been most helpful to me," I answered cautiously. I had a feeling where this conversation would lead.

"I think you have been helpful to him too," she said and looked at me. I didn't answer just smiled back at her.

"I hope you don't mind but I have to ask," she said hesitantly but then got bolder. "I think that you have introduced him."

"Introduced him, I don't understand," I said playing dumb.

"Introduced him to sex of course," she said, bold now. "It must be. He couldn't have changed so much otherwise. Believe me; I have seen a number of boys grow up. I can always tell when they have had their first woman."

She looked at me inquiringly. I think I blushed but it didn't show in the dark.

"Oh, don't misunderstand me," she added. "I am very happy for him that you became his first woman. I knew that you are very experienced and a caring person. I am sure that you made his first time to a lovely experience. And perhaps you have taught him a few things? You have been up here a long time."

So I had to tell her about his foreskin problem and how it was solved. I admitted that I had let him fuck me several times and certainly taught him a few things. 

"I am so glad that it worked out so well," she said and hugged me. "In fact that was the reason why I wanted him to be with you this summer. I really hoped that you would take him on. Thank you," she assured again that she was glad for his sake. 

"Well, did he behave himself? Did you enjoy it yourself? Is he good enough to satisfy a grown woman," she asked and I thought that I heard envy in her voice.

So I had to admit that sure, he really could satisfy a grown woman and that he had become very good at it. And his cock was tremendous. In fact he was by now as good as I could make him. 

"And that says a lot," she giggled. "I think you are the best fucker in our village. Yes, you have that reputation among a few of us women. That's why I wanted you for my son."

I was glad we were in the dark.

We laughed together, a relieved laugh from my side. I told her a little more of her boy's performance and she was very pleased. I guess that every mother wants her sons to be great lovers.

"I want to ask you one more thing," she said after a while. "Have you fucked my husband? Five - six years ago he suddenly improved tremendously in his lovemaking. He used new tricks he couldn't have learnt from me. It was most pleasant. I had the best sex of my life then. I couldn't understand it to begin with but later I figured out that you were the only possibility. Not that anyone had been indiscreet but there simply was no one else. I also checked cautiously with two of my friends and they had had the same experience. Not at the same time of course but earlier or later. Am I right?"

This time I blushed deeply. That was an aspect I hadn't thought about when I laid these men. Now the time had come to pay, I thought.

"Yes," I said. "I have to admit that it was me. Are you mad? Are you going to throw me out of the village?"

She put a hand on my arm soothingly.

"No, no, on the contrary," she said. "I was mad at first. But now I am glad. Maybe that your activities aren't within the normal moral standards but the effect is good. My boy got the best teacher he could have and that will help him later in life. And you taught my husband well and gave me a much better sex life. I also knew that you don't allow him to fuck you any longer. It must have been years since you last laid him. No, I am not mad at you but maybe you can help me and my friends?"

"Well," I stammered, "I will do anything for you if you don't throw me out. What do you have in mind?"

"Well," she said, "our men have got lazy and don't use the skill you once taught them. We were thinking in terms of a refresher course of some sort. What do you say?"

"Oh well," I said thinking fast. "That has to be carefully considered. Let me think about it." 

"Very well," she said. "But think fast. I miss the good sex life." 

- - - 

To be continued in Tale no 2, The Refresher Course, where the old lass puts Birgit and her friends in training and spices up the sex life of them and their husbands. It is published under the Loving Wives section.



Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 02



I am what in Sweden is called an "old lass", the daughter who had to stay home and take care of the old parents. Like so many others I ended up unmarried and had to find my outcome on my own. My eldest brother inherited the farm. I got a small cottage in the village, though. My brother also let me use our mountain pasture as if it was mine. It is an old tradition in Dalecarlia to bring the cattle up in the hills in summertime. It takes only a few people to take care of the cattle and often an old lass is in charge with a few youngsters to help her. My pasture is the only one left in my village. It is a nice place in a valley with a pond with crystal clear water. By midsummer the water gets warm and I like to swim and sunbathe. 

That summer of –53 I was not old for being an old lass, only in my late thirties. I am not overly good-looking but not that ugly either. And I can't have babies. I am very pleased with my heavy breasts, which bounce nicely when let them free. I also like my thick dark pussy hair, a real bush. The men like to entangle their fingers in it and comb it and I like the tickling from it. And of the promise of what will come.

But what I like best is my wide hips. My men can rest on them very comfortable and I like to have their heaviness on top of me. The best thing is a slender man with narrow hips. He can rest in great comfort between my hipbones and if his cock is long and in my pussy I feel like in heaven. 

I really like my body. It has matured nicely over the years. Maybe my belly is more rounded and my ass has become a little meaty. But I have found that men like a big ass as long as it is firm and muscled. And mine is.

Yes, men. An old lass don't have to be without men but in a rural village you have to be careful. I have laid most of the men in my village and quite a few others. I usually take them after they have got married. Then they have to be more careful and can't brag around. I make them promise not to tell anyone and I promise not to tell their wife. It has worked so far. And I don't get too involved. A couple of times up to a dozen are enough. A man needs more than once to relax and prove his ability and give me a good fuck but after a dozen times it becomes a routine. Most men don't have fantasy enough to be good after that. They only want the easy fuck. And it is no problem finding a time and place. We are outdoor people working in the fields and in the woods and I have my own cottage even if I seldom let the men in there. And I have the mountain pasture.

In Tale no 1 I told what happened in the summer of-53. I had rather few cattle at the pasture and I was alone with a young boy to help me. And things went as could be expected. I was lonely and to my astonishment I found that the boy was maturer than I had thought. In fact he had a tremendous cock. So I made it my task to teach him how to use it for the pleasure of women. He became very good and gave me a good time.

His mother Birgit came to the pasture together with a few others to help us bring the cattle back to the village. She immediately saw that the boy had experienced his first women. She confronted me and I had to admit. However, she didn't get angry. On the contrary, she was glad that I had laid him and taught him a few things.

But it got worse. Some years ago she had noticed a big change to the better in the way her husband made love to her. She couldn't understand where he had got his ideas and knowledge. She asked a few of her best friends and they had noticed the same with their husbands. Together they had come to the conclusion that I had been the source to the newfound knowledge of their men.

She confronted me even with that question. I thought I was going to be thrown out of the village but she assured me that I could stay. The wives had been mad, she said, but when they realized that their sex lives improved immensely due to the new knowledge and eagerness of their men they changed opinion. They had also noticed that I was no threat to their marriages. I normally allowed a man only a dozen or so entries in my pussy then they bored me.

But she had one condition for not telling the village what a sex crazy woman I was. Their men had got lazy and the good sex was long gone. She wanted a refresher course for them so the wives could get the good sex back. 

The conversation had stopped there the night they got to the Pasture. I had promised to think about it and propose something.

The thought excited me. I spent most of the night thinking about how it could be carried out without to create serious problems in the marriages. In the morning I had the contours of a plan.

When we were on our way back to the village I went up to Birgit. We walked aside from the others and nobody could hear us.

"I have been thinking about what you said last night," I said. "Do you really want to go on with it?"

She said nothing for a long time, just walked on

"Tell me," she eventually said, "did my boy behave himself. Did he know what to do?"

"You want to know if he is any good." I said matter-of-factly. "You want to know if he can make love to a woman. You want to know if he can satisfy an elder, experienced woman." 

"Yes," she said after a while, "I guess that's what I want to know. I am his mother and I want to know everything about my son."

"I can assure you that he behaved himself," I said giggling but got serious when I saw her concerned expression. "In fact he has fucked me nearly every day for the last three weeks and I have had several orgasms every day. Some days it certainly was more than ten. So he behaved himself all right. And he has this marvelous cock. My pussy was sore most of the time and now and then I had to let him use my ass canal for our pleasures, my pussy was too sore." I exaggerated a little but I wanted to test her.

She blushed over my frank answer but looked very pleased.

"Tell me," she said, "tell me how it is like to introduce and train a boy." 

"It's careful work and frustration the first couple of days," I said, "but then it's heavenly if you have taught him properly. The first days you are frustrated because you have to think of the boy all the time. His fucking is very rapid, his staying power and control is low. You don't get an orgasm of your own. But he improves over the days and a boy often can fuck twice in a row. They recover quickly. And they can fuck several times a day. That's why the place is important. The pasture is ideal. Complete privacy and nothing that disturbs you."

She sighed deeply and her breath was heavy.

"I have always wanted to do it but have never got the nerve," she blurted out. "What you tell me sounds even better than I have dreamt of."

"A properly trained young boy is a gift to a woman our age," I giggled. "They can deliver all the sex you want and they seldom tire."

"So my boy has been that good to you?" she asked.

"Yes indeed," I said. "But that is over. Now he has to find other women to improve his ability and sensitiveness. We are all different which he has to learn. But he has an advantage, his big cock. Are all your sons that well endowed? You have four, haven't you?"

"How would I know?" she said. "I don't fuck them, do I?" 

"Oh, don't give me that," I laughed. "You just told me that you want to know everything about your boys. A mother wants the best for her sons and she wants them to be attractive to the girls. And a good-sized cock helps, especially if the word comes out, don't you agree? And your family is lucky in that department. So don't tell me that you haven't sneaked on your boys. You knew when they have masturbated in bed. And you surely have spied on them to see them erect for instance in the morning, haven't you?" 

She blushed and then laughed.

"Yes, you are right. I have seen the eldest and he looks good. The son you have played with this summer I haven't seen erect. I thought he wasn't ready for that but I was obviously wrong. And he hasn't spilled his seed in his bed either, but now I understand why. It must be that little problem of his you so swiftly helped him overcome."

My pussy twitched when I heard this. Could it really be true that his first ejaculation ever was deposited in my pussy? I felt proud and honored. The "little problem" was a narrow foreskin that pained him when he got erect. I had helped him to get it over his glans with a swift movement of my hand.

"By the way, what do you mean that our family is lucky in the cock department? You haven't laid my other boys, have you?"

"No, I haven't, but I am sure it would be worthwhile," I giggled. "I am curious though. Have your other boys inherited the cock size from the father's side or from your side? I mean, Erik has a big cock and it certainly will grow further. Perhaps not in length but it will be thicker. And that comes from your father. His cock is very thick. A woman can really feel such a cock in her pussy. So what about the elder boy?"

"OOPS," I exclaimed when I saw her astounded face. "I shouldn't have said that. Will you please forget it? No, you won't, I can see that."

I got frightened. I had said too much. But she astonished me. She laughed and she laughed heartily.

"You are incredible," she eventually said. "I knew that you have laid my son and my husband. And now you tell me that you have laid also my father. Is that right?"

Blushing I had to admit that she had got it right.

"My friends and I were correct then," she mused. "You are the best fucker in our village, and probably in the whole county. Well now let's talk of how to improve my husband."

I looked at her and realized that our conversation had lit a fire in her pussy. Now she was ready for anything to get her desires fulfilled. I felt my pussy twitch. This could be fun. 

"All right," I began, "I have a few ideas. But I want to state right from the beginning that I don't think that a refresher course for the husband only will solve your problem. Yes, I think he will be happy to fuck me a few times and even try to make it up to you but only for a while. Then we will be back to where we stand now. Will you hear what I really think is the problem?"

She looked tense but she nodded.

"Go on," she said.

I sighed. This was going to be hard stuff.

"I think that you and your friends want something more out of your sex life. Maybe you haven't discussed it in those terms, only thought that the husbands had to spice it up. But how do you behave yourself? How advanced are you? I saw that you frowned when I said that I had your son to take me up my ass. Frankly, I think that you too have to develop and learn new things if this are going to work. You have to use all your assets and openings. Mouth, pussy, ass hole, breasts. How does it sound to you?"

I had spitted it out. Now she had to decide, go on or withdraw. But I was sure of the outcome. Her pussy was burning.

We went in silence for a while. She got more time to think when we had to help get the cattle back on the track. But then she approached me again.

"Is it really a pleasure to be taken . . . up the backside" she said and hesitated to find the right word. "My husband wanted to try it after you let him do it but I thought it would hurt and never allowed it."

"OH yes, indeed" I said. "It can be lovely. But you have to learn how to do it. And I think you have to learn other things as well, which I will be happy to help with. Do you want me to go on?"

"Yes," she said. "Yes, I want you to go on. I want to improve my sex life and I am prepared to do as you suggest. Everything I think. You seem to be so sure and to know what you are doing. And I now understand that you get real pleasure from the men you screw. So please help me."

I had been right. The fire in her pussy had spread to her brain. The only thing she had in mind was to get her desires taken care of.

I told her lengthily what I thought should be done. Now and then she looked at me in shock but after she had given my suggestions a thoroughly thought and calmed down she asked me to go on. After every such pause I saw that her fire burned even brighter. 

We agreed that she should talk to her friends and tell me if they wanted to participate. 

They must be very good friends and must have talked a lot even before she got to the pasture because she came round to my cottage only two days later. She told me that all three of them wanted to go on and when could we start?

A vital part of my plan was the pasture. But it had been closed for the season. We were very lucky, though.

During the summer very few of the cattle had been at the pasture. The farmers didn't want to pay my fee. But now they got punished. The weather had been unusually warm and the homestead fields were dry and no good for grazing. The hay wouldn't be enough for the winter. The farmers had to do something.

I planted an idea through Birgit and her friends. At my pasture there still was good grazing. And the weather seemed to be warm for some more weeks; at least that was what our local weather guru told us. So why don't bring some cattle back to the pasture and save a few weeks hay at the homestead?

It took only a day to get the group's husbands to find the idea excellent. They came to me and asked what I would charge and thought that they got a good bargain. They decided on the spot and the cattle were going to be moved two days later. 

I had also said to the women that they should suggest that they got a vacation. That was unheard of in farming. But they should take care of the cattle themselves and have some time off at the same time and that was acceptable for their husbands. This time a year was a bit slow in farming anyway.

We set off, four women and the cattle. It took all day to get to the pasture and there was a lot of work to open it up again. But we all were happy and the work went easy.

The next morning after lunch we had some time off. I suggested a swim in the pond. The weather was nice and warm and so was the water. Of course we all were in the nude, only women present.

I studied the women I was supposed to give a new sex life over the coming weeks. They were all in their early forties, all had children in their late teens or even older. They were in good shape. Farm work is good for the body. They differed in size from small to tall. Nobody was fat but had nice mature bodies. Inga for instance was tall with a marvelous ass, big, meaty and well muscled. It moved on its own in a very interesting way when she walked. She also had good-sized breasts and that made her waist look slim. 

Birgit had a nice hourglass figure with nice breasts. She had a pitch-dark very rich pussy bush that would be nice to entangle fingers into I thought. What was I thinking, I asked myself?

Lisa was blond like me and of medium height. She was slim but with real big breasts. Her pussy hair was thin and made her pussy slit easily visible.

We must look very good to an onlooker, I thought and my pussy twitched. I really was going to like this.

I described what I had in mind just like I had done with Birgit when we walked a few days earlier. They all agreed but looked shocked to some of my suggestions.

"You will be a little ruffled in your minds but your bodies will come to no harm," I told them. "In fact your bodies will love what will come if only your minds permit it. I want to know now if there are things that someone of you can't go through with. It won't hurt the group but I have to know for the planning."

They looked uncertain, looked at each other. Then I saw the fire lit in their pussies and they all agreed that they wanted to have it all.

We went back to the pasture to take care of the cattle. They wanted to dress at the pond but I told them that as long the weather was warm enough we should be naked. More fun that way, I assured them, and a good over all tan certainly would appeal to their men. 

I made them experience the pleasures of just wearing the rough textured apron with nothing underneath when milking. 

I went to make dinner. They came back from the milking a bit flushed and exited. Being nude outside the bedroom was new to them. They giggled when they saw me prepare the food in the nude.

We had a good time at dinner. The dishes were quickly done and they started to look at me. When should it start?

I was saved by the arrival of a man. Well, a young man to be more correct. The women got scared and tried to find something to cover their bodies with.

They got annoyed when I laughed loudly and even more when I rose and greeted the man. I invited him in for dinner and asked two of the women to go and get some food. That gave them something to do and they got less tense.

In fact, I had invited the young man. I had ridden my bicycle to the next village and asked if he could join us. He was a youngster when I trained him some years ago and I knew his capabilities. When I told him that there were hungry mature pussies to conquer he agreed immediately. But he could stay only a couple of days, which was just fine. 

I introduced him as Bertil to the women and what his task would be. I was curious to see if anyone would chicken out now when it got serious. But nobody did. They were horny indeed.

"Now, we should start, don't you think," I began. "Bertil will you please undress. And who wants to suck him up?" 

They were still shocked and I asked Birgit if she would start. She agreed but did a poor job but Bertil didn't need much to arouse him. But she sure loved it.

When he was erect I asked them all to taste him and show me how they gave head. They were all rather poor and inexperienced I would say.

I showed them my tricks. How to deep throat, how to use the tongue and the hands, how to fondle the balls and everything. They could see for themselves that it aroused Bertil.

They took turns again and slowly improved their skill. When Bertil showed signs that he needed to come I asked Inga to finish him off, which she happily accepted. The others cheered when he came in her mouth. We had a discussion about accepting come in the mouth and about swallowing.

"If you haven't let your man come in your mouth you have to try it at least once and also to swallow," I told them. "It's quite different from what you think, I can assure you."

That night's class ended with me handing out packages of condoms to the women. Bertil had got them for me in good supply.

I asked Birgit if she wanted to accommodate Bertil that night. They all had a hut, small as it was, on their own for reasons to come. She looked hesitantly at me but then a spark lit in her eye when she suddenly understood the real meaning of "accommodate" and quickly accepted.

In the morning I called them out with my horn, which also was the signal for the cattle to come to be milked. Birgit was all happy face but she had some problems to walk. I knew what Bertil was capable of and knew that Birgit had to be sore.

Birgit came close to me.

"Thank you," she said. "But you could have warned me. I nearly got no sleep. But it was marvelous."

For two days we had classes, before lunch and in the evening. It started with the women taking turns sucking him up. They got rather good at it in the end. Then I went through all I know about making love and we had exercises. Bertil had a special gift, which was the reason why I had asked him to come; he had a tremendous staying power. He could be erect for a very long time. His time for recovering was more normal a man of his age and his cock was about average. That he could stay erect was a gift for a teacher. I started most of the lessons by demonstrating how to fuck in different ways and its variations. Then they all had to try for themselves. He could fuck them all to an orgasm if he calmed down in between each woman. Bertil saved his own orgasm for the last woman in line. I made sure that they changed places.




Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 02



I also made his accommodation for the nights to shift. 

Bertil also had another gift. He complemented the women all the time for their charms and their abilities. They all smiled contentedly. But when he saw Inga get in position to be fucked from behind he got speechless. If she already knew what to do or if it was a natural movement I don't know. She went up to a table to lean over it. She wriggled her ass while she walked and it moved on its own. When in position at the table she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. It made her ass swing and shows its muscles. It was really a sight even for the women. Bertil's cock jutted and stretched and he banged into her as if it was his first fuck for a week.

I had saved the ass fucking to last. The women discussed it now and then. They didn't like the thought to have a cock up their asses. Maybe it had to do with them being so close to the animals and they regarded it as an animalistic thing to do. They had all blankly refused their men to try it. But I kept telling them that they shouldn't say no to something they hadn't tried out properly just as they told their children that they had to taste all types of food. After trying they could refuse if they didn't like it, I told them.

The ass fucking session became a success. They all were fairly trained in fucking from behind so they weren't to shy of the poses. After our demonstration I let Bertil start with Inga. She was the one most against it. Now she again was a marvelous sight on her hands and knees and that lovely ass up in the air. Bertil took his time and made her beg to be fucked in the ass. She came violently. The rest was easy. They all responded very satisfactory after Bertil very casually had entered their asses and brought them to nice orgasms. No one complained about pain afterwards. I let him come in Lisa, the smallest woman, who rode them to a splendid orgasm sitting on top of him. Her big breasts added to our show swinging wildly as she rode on.

Then it was over. We had a nice evening and Bertil left in the morning after having serviced Inga during the night. 

Now we had a few days on our own before the husbands would come and pay the rent for the pasture. What I had charged them was to get their help to do some maintenance work. It was an excellent excuse to get them there without telling the real reason.

I thought that the women needed a rest. They had had at least two orgasms a day in the group and each a night in private with Bertil. As one of them said to me, it was more sex than it had been during the last six months.

The days were spent with discussions in the group and many private conversations with me and between themselves. They seemed to be pleased so far and the tension was building up. 

The men arrived in the evening. They got fed, a good meal for the circumstances, and then they all went to bed in their separate huts.

In the morning I woke them up to the days work by blowing my birch-bark horn. I blew it standing in front of the huts stark naked.

The horn is nearly three yards long and I need to stand really erect and stretched to be able to blow it. If I may say so myself I think I look smashing doing it. I stand with my feet a little apart, my head and shoulders cast back. My arms hold the horn in front of me in an angle up from my mouth like the angle of an erect cock. That lifts my breasts and my nipples poke out. My hips are put forward making my pubic area jut out and my pussy to open a little. The best thing is that the horn gives a deep bass tune that goes deep into my body and makes my clit vibrate.

This morning I was excited already before I started to blow and the vibration directly got to my erect and protruding clit. They got a shocking sight when they tumbled out and saw me standing there blowing my horn stark naked and highly aroused. The men didn't know where to look when their wives looked at them but they sure looked at me when they thought it was safe.

And they kept on stealing glances at me. I put on my thinnest and shortest shift that was just long enough to cover my pussy. It was fairly wide and when I moved around, which I did carelessly, my ass and pussy showed. I made breakfast dressed that way.

The women laughed secretly when the men tried to look without their wives notice.

This was just a teaser. I put on more clothes for milking. I really wanted the work to be done.

In the afternoon I dressed only in my rough apron for milking. It protects my front but leaves my back bare. It is tied around my waist and that emphasis my ass. I think I am rather tempting that way and I sure got their attention but discretely. The men didn't know what was going on and were afraid for their wives.

When the work was done I stood outside my hut stretching.

"I am going for a swim. Why don't you all join me," I suggested. I let my apron fall to the ground and naked walked to the pond.

The women followed shortly afterwards after telling their men to join later. When the men came down all the women were in the water. The men jumped in as well and we had a good time. We women went up and then it became obvious that they all were naked, not only me.

The men stayed in the water. They were unsure how to behave. I went back and fetched two of the men and led them ashore and then got back for the third. They all had nicely erect cocks that showed in their pants.

We left the men and went back to the pasture, stark naked all of us. We had dinner and sat talking until dark. The women went to make themselves ready for bed and shortly afterwards the men followed. 

I waited until everybody was inside and went around all the huts and listened to the activities. It was quite noisy and I felt a little lonesome.

In the morning I blew my horn again. This time my pussy really itched when I saw them come creeping out of the huts. The men shy and afraid. The women laughing and looking happy. It had been dark inside the huts, which don't have any windows. 

The plot was that the women had switched huts. So the men had not fucked their wives but another woman. And the women had got a new man. And they told me afterwards that the men indeed were horny and that the change of partners had added to the pleasure. In fact I think they all had got fucked twice during the night.

I didn't bother to dress making breakfast. The women also helped me to tease the men all day. We varied between being dressed and naked. By now the men understood the game and dared to look and touch when we got within grabbing distance.

The evening went as the evening before. The women discreetly disappeared into a hut and the men followed to theirs. They didn't know which woman they would sleep with. Well, I hope that they didn't plan to sleep too much.

The sounds from the huts were most satisfying I found out when I did my nightly rounds.

In the morning I blew my horn, naked as before and hornier than ever. The vibration really got to my clit. Lisa's husband was the first to get out. He came up to me, put his hand over my pussy and squeezed. He knew I liked it. He played with my pussy hair and squeezed again. I felt it in my clit and when he squeezed and rocked my pussy meat forth and back I came. A rush of air went into the horn and a long tune accompanied my orgasm.

The men should leave that morning. During breakfast I saw them talking and then Birgit's husband said that they had found out that more things needed to be fixed. He was sorry he said but his smile told something else. They needed to come back in a week to do more work he said grinning. The women smiled broadly as well. I happily accepted. I would get a lot of work done on my pasture.

The men left. 

The week that followed was slow but the weather was still nice. The women got a real nice over all tan. I enjoyed looking at Inga's ass. It moved so nicely. I also got a chance to touch and kneed it and felt how strong her muscles were. Mind you, I am not interested in women sexually but I like the look. And I had a professional interest as well, didn't I?

We also planned the days when the men would be back. No need anymore to trick them. Now they knew the scheme. We talked a lot and I told them a little about my own preferences.

The men came in the evening. They had brought homemade booze but the women only allowed one glass. They were horny enough without booze. They paired without my help.

The next day was working day. They kept their promise and did a good deal of repair work. The pasture began to look good.

We had prepared a barbecue at the pond late that evening. The night was dark and a moon was on the sky. The women undressed in the dark and went to sit in the laps of the men. They had agreed in advance how they should pair. The women seduced the men and it was thrilling to watch. It was dark enough for the pairs to feel some privacy but I could follow their activities.

I became proud of my women. They were active and innovative and soon all three couples were fucking. No one used the plain missionary.

I put more wood on the fire and prepared some spicy small dishes. One after another the couples came back to the fire and tasted my small dishes.

After another hour or so the women began to move around. They disappeared for a while and came back. I knew they were freshing up. They selected a new man according to our plan and made him follow to a hut.

I became alone again but was very happy that my plan had worked out.

In the morning I did my routine with the horn and got as usual turned on. Birgit came out together with Inga's husband and joined me. Birgit held and squeezed my breasts from behind and supported me while the man got down on me and licked me to a well-deserved orgasm. 

The men did more work. The women did the daily routines and were talking. Birgit told me in the afternoon that they had changed the plan. They took charge now and I should just do as I was told.

Like the day before we had a barbecue for supper but earlier in the evening. It was still daylight and the weather was warm.

The supper was cheerful and we had a good time. I guess some of the booze also helped out. 

All of the sudden Birgit told me to undress.

I hesitated, what was this all about? Well, I had no objections in principle. I had been naked a lot in their presence, but be told to? 

When they saw my hesitation Inga and Lisa came up to me and made me stand up. They swiftly undressed me, which wasn't so complicated. I still wore no underwear at the Pasture.

Birgit told me to go down on my hands and knees with my head in her lap. She covered my head in her skirt. I could smell her pussy scent through her light dress. When I was blindfolded I felt something poking my ass crack. It was a cock that was expertly used to caress my crack from clit to ass hole. I was easily aroused and they saw it. Birgit commanded the man to enter me, which he did with much ardour. I remembered the cock and the way it was handled but wasn't sure which of the men it belonged to.

"You must tell which man is fucking to make him proceed," Birgit said in my ear.

I had to take a chance. It couldn't be Birgit's husband. His cock was much longer.

Then I got it. This cock was average but thick. I remembered it now.

"It is Kurt who is fucking me and he is doing it real good. Please go on," I cried from inside Birgit's skirt. 

He increased his tempo and fucked me hard and I came very fast. He was far away from coming but it didn't bother him. He just left me after my orgasm had subsided.

Birgit let me up from the folds of her skirt and I could look around. They were all around me smiling and waited for something. Kurt, Inga's husband it was, waited with his cock still erect although it showed some signs to drop. 

Lisa undressed. She loosened her skirt and let it fall to the ground. Underneath she was wearing her shift, the long slip that was the normal wear at the pasture. She slowly opened the buttons and freed her big breasts. She kneaded them slightly with both hands and tweaked her nipples till they stood out. I looked at Kurt and his cock reacted at the sight. The cock rose with each heartbeat and was soon again fully erect.

Lisa bent down and took the hem in her hands and lifted it up. She wriggled her hips when the hem was above her pussy. She wasn't wearing underwear. Her pussy lips were clearly visible through her thin pubic hair. The lips were swollen and the pink inner lips protruding. She was ready to be fucked. 

She threw herself down on her hands and knees and Kurt entered her. Her breasts were marvelous in that position and Kurt caressed them thoroughly. They fucked long and slow and Lisa really showed what she had learnt. They liked it, it showed and they got carried away. Lisa cried out loud when her first orgasm hit her and Kurt went on fucking her but increased his tempo. He started to bang her with long hard strokes. Lisa got noisy and was soon panting hard. She screamed when Kurt started to spurt deep in her pussy and she came in her second orgasm.

When Lisa had calmed down Birgit ordered her to lie on her back, legs spread. She told me to lie down on my back between her legs and with my neck in Lisa's naked lap. I could clearly feel her wet and swollen pussy lips against my neck. It was comfortable and I wondered what would happen now.

Birgit spread my legs wide to expose my pussy. She placed herself between my feet and undressed slowly putting on a show for all of us. She beckoned for Lisa's husband Lars to come to her. She undressed him and expertly caressed his body while doing so. When he was naked she sank to her knees and sucked his cock to stand at attention for us. 

When he was nicely hard she pushed him towards me. Lisa grabbed my legs and pulled them up hard. I was completely exposed to all of them and my pussy was wide open. Birgit made Lars to kneel in front of me and she directed his cock to my entrance. She slapped his ass and let him on his own. I put my legs around his hips and pulled him inside. He fucked me hard making me rock back and forth and the rocking of my neck massaged Lisa's clit and pussy. We started to moan together. He fucked me real good and I came for the second time. I heard Lisa's scream of pleasure above me. Lars wasn't finished. I started to get the idea.

Birgit was lying down on her back with her legs raised. She was open and waiting. Lars entered her and they gave a thrilling performance. Lisa pushed her pussy against my neck and made small fucking motions. She managed to get another orgasm as well crying out loud.

We all calmed down. Then it was time for Inga and Birgit's husband Per. This time Per undressed Inga and made a good show of showing her excellent ass. They worked together to really show it. She shifted her weight and flexed her ass muscles. He slapped the cheeks and made them wiggle when the muscles were loose. She turned and undressed Per. She bent forward and had him place his semi erect cock in her crack. She raised and showed that she had his cock buried between her ass cheeks. 

Suddenly she decided that he was hard enough. She pushed him down on the ground. The other two men were suddenly standing on each side of me. They lifted me from Lisa's lap and placed me on top of Per. Inga held his cock and directed the men to lower me and get me impaled on the erect cock. I didn't object and started to fuck him. It was very nice to feel this long cock in my pussy again. I began to real like this set up. I had lately noticed that I had a submissive streak that I hadn't let loose before this summer. I had always taken the lead with men. 

I enjoyed myself riding the man. He also did a good work. I couldn't stop myself from coming for the third time this evening. I cried out loud when I came. The women looked very pleased. And of course Per was still erect when he wriggled himself free of me.

Suddenly Inga was down on her hands and knees just beside me.

"Watch me, see what I have learnt," she giggled in my ear.

Per approached her with his cock standing proudly out in front of him. He probed Inga's crack. She had turned a little to give me a god view of her exquisite ass. I saw the man place his cock at her butt entrance. Inga gasped and then they pushed against each other. With short jabs he forced his cock slowly inside her ass and she moaned loudly of delight for each push. The other women picked up and grunted when Inga moaned. The pair pushed on and got his long cock fully accommodated in her ass. Inga cried out when Per was buried to the hilt in her. It looked marvelous. They started to fuck nice and slow and Inga got several orgasms, moaning and crying out constantly. The other women joined her. 

Per started to grunt. His thrusts got shorter and deeper and suddenly he pushed hard. He buried himself deep in Inga's ass. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her against him. With short hard jabs he tried to go deeper nearly trying to come out on the other side. He stopped abruptly when his seed flowed into her ass in four or five mighty spurts. Inga cried out, a long high cry, and then collapsed forward. 

A sigh of relief came from all of us. We had all taken part in the action.

Inga had been the woman most against ass fucking. Now she looked relieved and very delighted. Her face flushed and she had a big content smile on her face when she turned around on the ground and pulled Per on top of her hugging him and embracing him also with her legs.

Birgit moved over to Lars who was sitting on the ground. She placed herself in front of him and pulled his face against her pussy. He obediently started to lick her.

When Lisa saw that she looked around for Kurt. He caught her eye and saw what was going on. He knelt between her legs and started to lick as well. 

That left me alone but I didn't mind. I had been very well fucked three times and was satisfied for the moment. I sat looking at the three women having a good time. I thought that I really had accomplished something good.

Later the women gathered around me and we all hugged and laughed. I thanked them for a most pleasant performance.

"We are very content with what you have taught us," Birgit said. "We wanted to show it to you as an exam and also give us all a good fuck. I think we did it pretty well, didn't we?" She laughed.

I had to agree.

The dusk had fallen during our session. We put more wood on the fire and sat around it. The night was still reasonable warm so no one found it necessary to dress. I got more food and the men had some more booze. We had a really nice and relaxed time.

The women started to get a little restless. They went up and moved around now and then. They cuddled up behind one of the men and let him feel their charms on his neck and back. They hugged them and perhaps also caressed the cocks. The men were welcome to caress their bodies back and they did. That went on for quite a while and the women switched men frequently.

Birgit made the first move. She sat down in Kurt's lap. Inga soon slipped down on Lars and Lisa put her breasts around Per's neck. It quickly got hot between the couples and I heard a lot of muffled laughter in the dark.

Birgit again led the gang. She rose and took Kurt by his cock and led him to her hut. The others followed but only after they had hugged me.

I was alone but rather content anyway. I made a round outside the huts and could hear that they had a good time.

In the morning I called them out as usual by blowing my horn. I was naked although the nakedness was no longer necessary. But I loved standing there naked, my body erect and with my feet apart, blowing the horn so the bass tunes made my erect clit to vibrate and feeling the crisp morning breeze against my wet, swollen pussy. I wanted to be seen and remembered in that pose. 




Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 02



The men didn't disappoint me. They came out and surrounded me. Hands caressed my ass, breasts and pussy. I didn't need much of that before I came, my whole body shivering. 

After breakfast the men left but the women should stay with the cattle for another week. The weather was still good. 

During the week we talked. The women wanted to discuss what had taken place and they wanted to talk about how to keep the sexual temperature up when they came back home. Some plans were made and the word swapping was in the air.

They also wanted to talk about young men. They all had boys of their own which they wanted the best. 

But most of all they wanted to know about the pleasures of a young man for a middle aged woman. Bertil had showed them what a young man was capable to do. Desires burnt their pussies.

I got an idea that involved the education of their sons and the desire in their pussies. Bit by bit I planted the ideas when we talked about the delights for an elder woman to have a young man. And when we talked about how much a boy could learn from an elder woman which they were really interested in for their sons.

By the end of the week I had put a lot of thoughts in their heads and fires in their pussies.

- - - 

To be continued in Tale No 3, Women's heaven, where the women get their desires of young men fulfilled and their sons educated. It is published under the Mature section as is also the case with Tale no 1.



Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 03



I am what in Sweden is called an "old lass", the daughter who had to stay home and take care of the old parents. Like so many others I ended up unmarried and had to find my outcome on my own. My eldest brother inherited the farm. I got a small cottage in the village, though. My brother also let me use our mountain pasture as if it was mine. It is an old tradition in Dalecarlia to bring the cattle up in the hills in summertime. It takes only a few people to take care of the cattle and often an old lass is in charge with a few youngsters to help her. My pasture is the only one left in my village. It is a nice place in a valley with a pond with crystal clear water. By midsummer the water gets warm and I like to swim and sunbathe. 

I was not old for being an old lass that summer of –53, only close to forty. I am not overly good-looking but not that ugly either. And I can't have babies. I am proud of my heavy breasts, which bounce nicely when I let them free. I also like my thick dark pussy hair, a real bush. The men like to entangle their fingers in it and comb it and I like the tickling from it. And of the promise of what will come.

But what I like best is my wide hips. My men can rest on them in great comfort and I like to have their heaviness on top of me. The best thing is a slender man with narrow hips. He fits in nicely between my hipbones and if his cock is long and in my pussy I feel like in heaven. 

So I like my body. It has matured over the years. Maybe my belly has become more rounded and my ass a little meaty. But I have found that men like a big ass as long as it is firm and muscled. And mine is.

Yes, men. An old lass doesn't have to be without men but in a rural village you have to be careful. I have laid most of the men in my village and quite a few others. I usually lay them after they have got married. Then they have to be more careful and can't brag around. I make them promise not to tell anyone and I promise not to tell their wife. It has worked so far. And I don't get too involved. A couple of times up to a dozen are enough. A man needs more than once to relax and prove his ability and give me a good fuck but after a dozen times it becomes a routine. Most men don't have fantasy enough to be good after that. They only want the easy fuck. And it is no problem finding a time and place. We are outdoor people working in the fields and in the woods and I have my own cottage even if I seldom let the men in there. And I have the mountain pasture.

In Tale 1and 2 I told what happened in the summer of-53. We had rather few cattle at the Pasture and I was alone with a young boy to help me. And things went as could be expected. I was lonely and to my astonishment I found that the boy was maturer than I had thought. In fact he had a tremendous cock. So I made it my task to teach him how to use it for the pleasure of women. He became very good and gave me a good time.

His mother Birgit came to the pasture together with a few others to help us bring the cattle back to the village. She immediately saw that the boy had experienced his first women. She confronted me and I had to admit. However, she didn't get angry. On the contrary, she was glad that I had laid him and taught him a few things.

But it got worse. Some years earlier she had noticed a big change in the way her husband made love to her. She couldn't understand where he had got his ideas and knowledge. She asked her two best friends and they had noticed the same with their husbands. Together they had come to the conclusion that I had been the source to the newfound knowledge of their men.

She confronted me even with that question and I had to admit the facts. She assured me that the wives weren't mad anymore. Their sex lives had improved and they had noticed that I was no threat to their marriages. I normally allowed a man only a dozen or so entries in my pussy then they bored me.

But she had one condition for not telling the village what a sex crazy woman I was. Their men had got lazy and the good sex was long gone. She wanted a refresher course for the men so the wives could get the good sex back. 

So I had to invent something. And I did. We were lucky. The forage was sparse depending on the hot summer and we brought the cattle back to the pasture in early autumn. The three women helped me there and I had brought a young man there to demonstrate good sex on. Their men came later to pay the rent by doing maintenance work. The women and I had prepared surprises for them. It ended up that they all fucked each other and had a good time. It was so well received that the men decided to come back a second time and we all had incredible good sex.

The women were really turned on. They had got a whiff of what a young man can do to an elder woman and wanted to try it. 

They all had sons and wanted the best for them. And I had made them believe that the key to be good at sex for a young man was to learn from an elder woman.

They asked for my help.

During the autumn and winter we discussed what should be done to fulfill their desires and how it could be carried out. They hesitated and changed their minds several times but when spring came they had made up their minds. The fires in their pussies made the decision for them. 

We brought the sheep and the young cows up to the pasture in early June. That was a couple of weeks earlier than normal but the forage situation at the homestead was critical. Since there was no milking to be done I should have only one boy to help me – Lisa's son Kalle. 

More cattle would be brought up later and also more people to help. 

When the village people who had helped bringing the cattle to the pasture had left we settled in. We shared the cottage, which had only one big room, which served as kitchen, dining room and sleeping quarters. The beds were bunks along the walls with mattresses stuffed with hay. 

The pasture was built beneath a pond with crystal clear water. It served as water supply and for our cleaning. The water was shallow near the shore and thus got warm quickly by the sun. The deep water took longer to warm up and normally wasn't comfortable until the end of June.

The cattle move around freely. Since no daily milking was needed we didn't have to bring them in every day. But we had to check on them by walking around the hills.

I hadn't had much sex during the winter. The planning with the women had taken a lot of time and limited my hunting area. I was starving and looked forward to break in this boy. And the best thing was that I did it with the blessing from his mother. 

I took it slow though. I couldn't risk scaring him. We had to be together and alone for a couple of weeks.

The first night I only took off my skirt and slept in my shift. I always used the old type of clothing at the pasture. The basic garment was the shift, a combined skirt and blouse. Above that came the skirt and a blouse. I never wore any underwear when at the pasture.

In the morning I went up and made breakfast still only in my shift. It was made of cotton and my heavy breasts swung freely inside it. My nipples were visible when they touched the cloth. The boy, Kalle, looked but said nothing.

During the day I showed him around the pasture and the hills. It took most of the day and when we came back I said we had to take a swim. We had no bathing costumes but I asked if he wanted to go with me or wait until later. He blushed slightly and said that he would wait.

I undressed in the cottage and walked to the pond dressed only in a short shift. I noticed that he watched me.

When it was his turn I sneaked behind some bushes. I wanted to see what he looked like naked. I saw that he had a nice cock and he got a little erect before jumping in the water. The cock was about average in length but rather fat, which I like. A fat cock spreads the pussy and you really feel it.

That evening I slipped out of my shift. I made sure that he could get a glimpse of my naked body. At that time of year it is light very late in the evenings and we had no curtains.

In the morning I went up from my bunk and slowly walked outside in the nude. I didn't know if he was awake although I had the feeling being watched. I made breakfast in my shift.

In the afternoon I went to the pond. I took my shift off on the way and walked in the nude. I took my time at the pond and became sure that Kalle was behind the bushes. I could hear him moaning. When I came out of the water I made sure he got a good look at me. I sat down a few yards from the bush where he was hiding.

"Kalle, why don't you come out and join me," I called. "I know that you want to look at me and I don't mind. We will be together here for the coming weeks and it makes things easier if we are not shy. Come on out, my boy," I added very softly.

He hesitated for a while and I called again. Then he came out but moved so I couldn't see his front. I guessed he had a hard on that he was too embarrassed to show.

"Now, take off your clothes and take a swim. Then come and sit by me," I said to him.

He did as he was told and his erection shrank enough in the water to make him dare to come and sit by my side. But I was happy to see that his cock reacted nicely to my charms although he tried to hide it with his hands.

I leaned over and hugged him. His face landed between my breasts and I fell back, dragging him over me. I lay there and let my hands wander over his back and down his thighs. I could feel his cock between my thighs and that excited me.

I rolled us over and lay beside him holding him.

"Have you had a girl or woman before? Have you been inside a pussy?" I asked him softly.

He didn't respond at first. Then I heard a very weak "no" from him.

"Do you want to put your cock inside my pussy? Do you want me to teach you how to make love to a woman?" I asked. Just the thought of having this boy in my pussy had made me wet. 

"Yes, yes please," I heard him murmur. That was all I needed.

"Come to me my boy," I whispered in his ear. "Now you will experience the feel of my pussy. Think of nothing else than to enjoy yourself. I am here for you."

I freed myself from him and lay on my back. I raised my knees slightly and parted my thighs making myself ready to be entered. I took his hand and made him kneel between my open legs. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it. But he needed no more encouragement. He was hard enough.

With a foot behind his bottom and a hand on his cock I motioned him to come close. When I felt his cock at my pussy entrance I grabbed his ass and pulled him inside. I was wet and he slid in. With my hands I directed him to move in and out until he was fully inside.

"Stop and relax for a while, my boy, and just get the feeling of my pussy. You have plenty of time. Don't rush," I whispered.

I held him tight and squeezed his cock with my pussy muscles until I felt that he was near to come. With my hands on his hips I made him fuck me. After only a few thrusts he came. I was happy although I hadn't got an orgasm myself. That would come later.

His cock slipped out but he stayed on top of me. I loved his weight and his slim body fit very nicely between my broad hips. I really like to make a man comfortable that way and feel his weight. 

I stroked as much of him as I could reach. His skin was soft and hairless.

He got restless and rolled off me. He lay beside me looking happy and watching me. I took his hand and placed it on my breast. He got the meaning and started to fondle me. I loved it. He was so innocent but yet on his own started to do the right things. I felt my pussy twitch and get wetter. 

I looked at him. He was smiling and looked like he enjoyed what he was doing. I looked at his cock. Maybe it could be made serviceable again?

I pushed him down on his back and leaned over him. I slowly kissed his body from his chest down. I rested my chin on his pubic hair and lay looking at his cock. Then I went down on him and kissed his cock and licked it. I felt that it reacted and took him into my mouth and sucked him gently.

Yes, he reacted. His cock grew in my mouth and I cheered silently. This was going to be worthwhile.

When he had a good erection I lay down on my back. I took his hand and placed it on my pussy.

"Caress me, feel up my pussy, then you can come inside me again if you want to," I said.

I steered his hands over my body and soon he found my pussy slit and a finger found its way inside. He pressed against my clit and it felt heavenly. A little more of that made me come. He looked a bit frightened when I cried out and bucked against his hand but he was assured when I smiled at him and with my hand over his kept him over my pussy.

"Want to come into me now," I asked him softly. "I want to feel your cock again, please come." I made it sound like he was doing me a favor, which in fact it was.

He was ready and eager. This time he found his way between my raised legs without help. I helped his cock find my pussy entrance but then he made his way inside on his own with short jabs. I was hot, wet and more than willing so it was easy.

He fucked me real good, but only for a short time. I only just got an orgasm before he came. I felt his semen spurt into my pussy and then he slumped down over me. It was short but lovely.

I made him to stay on top of me for a long time hugging him tight. He was relaxed and wanted to stay. He played lightly with my breasts now and then. But eventually we had to disentangle and go back to our duties. 

Over the next two weeks I taught him to be a good lover. I was rewarded myself. His staying power wasn't too good but he made it up by recovering fast. And of course I taught him to use his mouth and tongue. He was very horny as soon as he got rid of his embarrassment. After the first couple of days he started to take initiatives and we fucked at least twice a day. When the weather got warmer I went around only in my short, wide shift that only just covered my ass and rode up when I bent down. I also slept in the nude and often was totally naked. He got the message and often enough snuggled up behind me with his cock erect and ready.

The two weeks were soon gone. Birgit and Inga brought more cattle up to the pasture and also Birgit's two eldest sons, Anders the elder and Erik, the younger, who also was the boy I had had the previous summer. 

The next day Birgit and Kalle left with the young cattle to a remote place of the pasture. It had no facilities for taking care of milk but was good for grazing cattle. It was about half a days walk deeper into the hills.

Inga, I and the boys should handle the heavier work with the older cattle that had to be milked.

We had worked it out well. I was to educate Anders. Inga was going to enjoy the already trained Erik.

We started already that same afternoon. Inga and Anders were busy working. I took Erik to the pond. He was trembling of anticipation. He thought I wanted to fuck him like last summer. And of course he was right.

We swam, in the nude of course. He got a nice erection and his long cock swayed when he came up from the water. I lay back with my legs spread. He understood what he should do. He made me come with his tongue. He hadn't forgotten how to please me. 

I sat up and held his cock in my hand and stroked it gently. I asked if he had got laid during the winter and he said no. He had longed for the summer and all the fucking he expected.

"I will not allow you to fuck me anymore," I brutally said to him, still holding his cock. "We had a good time but we must move on. Now it's time that you use your talent on another woman. That will increase your knowledge and experience." 

He looked bewildered at me.

"But, but there is only one other woman here and that's my mother's best friend. I can't fuck Inga for Christ's sake, can I?"

"Well, I am a friend of your mothers, ain't I? And you certainly have fucked me. Do you find Inga attractive?" I said a little sternly.

"Yes, yes of course I do. But what if she gets angry," he asked.

"Well, if you want to get laid you have to dare something and ask the women. You have to find out. But they don't get angry. Why should they? They will be flattered if a young man finds them attractive enough to ask them to fuck. They might say no. There are many reasons for that. But they don't get angry as long as you ask in the proper time and place." I said, giving him a lecture. "Is there anything you find especially attractive about her?" I added mockingly.

"Well, she . . .she seems to have a fabulous ass," he stammered. "But I haven't seen it properly of course. I would like to fuck her from behind."

"Well, I have seen it and it really is marvelous. So, if you want to see it and even fuck it I suggest that you go visit Inga in her hut this evening and ask if she wants to fuck with you. You never know, she might say yes," I said laughingly.

I left him at the pond and went back to make dinner. I was sure he was horny enough to go and ask Inga.

Inga made an early night. For obvious reasons she was tucked up in a small hut. I saw Erik hesitantly move around the huts. Suddenly he got bold and went to Inga's hut and knocked. It didn't take long until he was inside.

I invited Anders to my cottage. I started talking to him. 

"Have your brother told you about the work here at the pasture and how we spend the spare time?" I asked innocently after a while.

"No," he answered, "Erik didn't want to talk about last summer, just said it had been nice and not boring at all. Tell me what to do with the spare time. The pond is nice, I like to swim but there seem to be little else to do." That was a long speech coming from this boy.

"Have you got laid yet?" I said casually. "Have you been with a girl or woman?"

He didn't answer at first and I think he was glad we were inside where it was a bit dark.

"Well, have you," I pressed on.

"Yes, once, with a girl in the village," he murmured hesitantly. 

"Did you like it? Did you feel good afterwards? Did the girl enjoy it?" I went on with my questions.

"It all went so quickly," he said. "I came so fast. I don't know about the girl. She hasn't wanted to do it again."

The time had come for my move.

"Well, there is one thing you can spend the time with up here. If you want to, of course? I am willing to teach you how to make love to a woman so that she begs you to make it again with her. How about it? Do you want to try?"

The question hung in the air for quite a while. It was rather dark inside because of the small windows. I guessed he was blushing.

I rose and hugged him. He put his arms around me and I took that for a yes. The rest was easy.

"Come my boy, come to me. Tonight I want you to feel the inside of my pussy. Just relax and enjoy. Come as fast as you want. We have plenty of time later," I whispered in his ear. This was my normal way to start. No pressure on the boy to perform. I would quickly found out what abilities he had.

I withdrew from him and took off my skirt. I placed his hands on my legs above my knees and directed them to go upwards. My shift lifted and revealed my thighs, pussy and breasts. Then he let go of the shift and grabbed my breasts. He fondled them well and my pussy started to get wet. It was promising.

I pulled the shift up over my head and stood naked before him. I told him to undress and he did it swiftly. He wasn't shy, a good sign.

I was eager to see his cock. I knew there were two models in his family. Both were long but some had slender and some had fat cocks. His younger brother would get a long fat cock when he was fully-grown.

I knelt before him and took his cock in my hand. It was hard already and it was the slender type. I kissed the head of the cock and licked up and down a few times. Then it was time.




Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 03



I had placed a mattress on the floor. The bunk beds along the walls were too narrow for good fucking. I lay down on the mattress and opened my legs.

"Come, come to me. Come into my pussy, it's waiting for you," I called softly. He came and stood over me. His long cock was hard and pointed at the ceiling. I sat up and grabbed his cock and steered him by it to kneel between my legs. I directed him to my pussy entrance.

"Now push hard and come into my pussy. Enjoy," I said. And he did and was inside me in an instant. I felt his cock reach the bottom of my pussy. I stroked his naked body when he started to fuck me and then it was all over. He came in several spurts and slumped down on me. I like that moment when the spent man for a moment is totally spent and lays heavily between my hips. 

I hugged the boy and told him how nice his cock was. I stroked his body. I wanted him to stay on top of me as long as his cock was still inside. Eventually he got limp and I was about to push him aside when I felt him stir. His cock swelled and slowly got hard.

I took his head between my hands and pushed it away a little so I could see him. I smiled at him. He smiled back.

"My boy, I think you are making me proud. Do you want to fuck again? Please do, fuck me, fuck me."

I raised my knees and placed my feet on the mattress. I lifted my hips making him move in my pussy. When he started to fuck I met his thrusts. This time it took him much longer to come and I had time to get a very satisfying orgasm. 

In early morning I had to go out to pee. Inga was there before me and we sat in the two-seated bog-house together.

"How did it go? Please tell me, I am dying to know," I said as soon as we were settled.

She adjusted her seat to be comfortable and told me.

"Well, he came to my door and knocked. I was dressed only in my shift and it wasn't buttoned up at all. He just stood there blushing, so I thought I had to do something to help him. I asked him to come in and tell me what was on his mind. He jumped inside and hugged me right away. 

'You are so beautiful. I love you, I want you,' he blurted out and hid his face in my bosom. Only that my shift was unbuttoned and his face met my naked breasts.

'Oh, thank you," I said teasing him. "You can't love me but what do you mean that you want me? Do you want to fuck me?'

He stiffened when I said that.

'Yes, please I very much would like to fuck you,' he stammered.

'Well, yes, why not. The rumor in the village says that you have a nice long cock and I would like to see it,' I teased him and he tensed even more. I adjusted my breast so the nipple was close to his mouth. He relaxed a little and started to nibble on my nipple.

We stood like that for a while until it got uncomfortable. I released myself from him and stepped back.

'Didn't you say that you wanted to fuck me?' I teased. 'Well, how do you want it? How do you like me?' I got rid of my shift and turned around before him. 'Take off your pants. I want to see your cock.'

From then on it was easy. He soon was all over me and especially my ass. I know it looks good but I didn't know that even boys like it that much. And then he took me twice and I came several times. I was in heaven."

She ended her story and I felt that she was satisfied but also that her story had aroused us both.

"So you are happy then and want to go on with him, I guess," I giggled. I wiped myself. "What about it, shall we go and milk of few more drops out of our boys before it's time to milk the cows?"

She readily agreed and we went to our huts and stirred our boys to wake up. I did it by engulfing his cock in my mouth. The boys were going to be heavily used during the coming weeks. 

After breakfast I took Erik aside.

"Well, did you go and ask Inga to fuck with you last night?" I asked him pretending not to know anything.

"Yes, yes I did and she said yes," he said breathlessly.

"Well, lucky you, then. Did you fuck her? Did you see her ass? Was it like in your dreams? Tell me," I said.

"Yes, we fucked," he said. "It was lovely. You know, her ass is just fabulous. So big but yet her ass cheeks were firm and springy. They moved on their own. She let me play with them. And she engulfed my cock in her ass crack and squeezed me real hard between her ass cheeks. So strong muscles. It was fantastic." His eyes shone when he talked and his cock swelled at the memories.

"Well, well. Seems like you had a good time. I told you that Inga has a great ass, didn't I? Well now, did you behave yourself? Did she ask you to come back to fuck again?" I asked.

"Yes, yes she want to fuck me again," he said smiling. 

"Very good then my boy," I said in my best teaching voice. "Now you see that it pays off to ask politely. Behave yourself and I think you will have a good summer."

"There is one thing I want to ask about," he said hesitantly. "She said there was a rumor in the village that my cock is big. How could there be such a rumor?"

"Well," I said, "it certainly doesn't come from me. I have no need to tell anybody, on the contrary. My guess is that it's your mother. She wants the best for her sons and such a reputation will make you more popular with the girls. And with elder women as well as you experienced last night. It is something you should be proud of." 

- - - - 

After a couple of weeks I began to get bored. Anders wasn't as good as Erik, his younger brother. He thought he knew how to fuck. But perhaps I was too hard on him. His brother had had special possibilities last summer. Another reason was that we couldn't be that inhibited as when I was alone with a boy. Spontaneous fucking in the open was scarce. 

I felt relived the day I had to go visit Birgit in the remote place. I need to talk to her and confirm the planning for the rest of the summer. They also needed supplies, butter, cheese and fresh milk. Inga had agreed to take care of all the work.

The weather was nice and sunny and I left early wearing only my shift. But I hadn't walked long until I got warm. I took off my shift and put it in the birch-bark knapsack on my back. I walked on naked and loved the feeling. There was no risk that anyone would see me. I was far too deep into the hills and the berries weren't ripe yet. And besides, I didn't care. I was proud of my body and the thought of meeting a man made me hot. In fact I would welcome to be fucked by a man on the hill just then. I had walked naked like that once before. That was last summer when I had Erik to cover me ruthlessly, like a ram, up on a hill. When it was over I just walked home naked. I had loved it then and did it now. 

At lunchtime I was close to the place. It was situated in a small valley and from up the hill I had a good look of it all. Birgit and Kalle were having lunch. I stopped at the hillside and watched them. Birgit looked up and maybe she saw me. I wasn't sure. She rose and cleared the table. She was only wearing her shift.

She came back to the table. She grabbed the hem of her shift and lifted it over her head and threw it away. She stood in front of the boy who was sitting on the bench. She stood proudly in front of him with her feet apart and her upper body erect and her breasts pushed forward. She was good-looking and sexy I thought.

The boy grabbed her hips and put his chin against her belly. He started to kiss her belly button and soon was pushing to reach her pussy. She pushed him back and moved up on the table. She put her feet on the bench one on each side of the boy. She spread her legs and leaned back on her elbows giving Kalle full access to her no doubt open pussy. He kissed and licked her and I could hear her cries of pleasure when she came. 

Kalle quickly got on his feet. He swiftly took his pants off. His fat knob was ready and stood out in front of him. Birgit had moved and was standing with her knees well apart on the bench leaning over the table. The boy entered her from behind and fucked her. Again her cries spread in the valley as they both came.

I walked down to them, which took some time. When I reached the place Birgit had put her shift back on. Kalle had disappeared into the hills to look after the sheep.

Birgit gave me a something to eat and sat down with me at the table. 

"Now tell me what has happened. Do you have a good time? Do you get along? Tell me all," I asked her.

Birgit was as eager to tell as I was to hear. She was nearly bursting to tell me about her time with Kalle. This is what she told me. 

"Kalle was sulking when we left the pasture. I guess he was missing the good time he had had fucking you and thought it would be dull here with me. Well, there was a lot to do getting the cattle here and settling in. We had no time to really talk or do anything else. 

We slept in the hut. In the morning I went up to make breakfast. Kalle came out when I called. He stopped dead when he came out and saw me sitting at the table only wearing a short shift that wasn't buttoned up.

'Come here and let's talk,' I said to him. He slowly came and sat down all the time trying to avoid looking at my nearly nude body. 

'You probably think it will be boring being here alone with me?' I asked him. 'Well, I have a suggestion that can make the time pass more quickly. I think it could be pleasurable for both of us with a fuck now and then. What do you say?'

The look on his face went from sulkiness to astonishment and ended up in a shy smile. He looked at me with interest and then lust come into his eyes.

'Now eat your breakfast, you will need the nourishment,' I giggled.

We had breakfast and then I cleared the table. When I was finished I stood at the other side of the table and lifted the hem of my shift over my head. I let it fall to the ground and slowly turned around letting him see me from all angles.

'Like what you see?' I teased him. 'What about taking your pants off. It isn't fair that I am naked and you are not."

To my surprise he stood up and swiftly took his pants off. His cock jutted out long and proud. I got hot and wet in an instant.

I went up to him and hugged him and made sure our bodies were pressed together from head to knees. His erection slipped in between my thighs. It felt lovely.

Then he moved. I happened to stand near the table. He pushed me backwards and when I sat on the table he went down and licked me to my first orgasm. He was good, thank you. Then he politely asked if I would like to turn around and then he fucked me just the way you saw this afternoon. It was absolutely perfect.'

When she saw me blush she giggled and said: "Yes, I saw you on the hillside. I also saw that you walked in the nude. It looked very pleasant and I guessed that you were a little horny so I decided to give you a glimpse of what Kalle is capable to do." 

He is good, this boy, you can be proud. We have fucked everywhere and he fucks my pussy, my mouth and my ass. He gives me several orgasms every day with his cock, his tongue and his fingers. And he is as insatiable as I am. We often are naked all day long. As you said, such a young man is a gift for a woman our age. So much incredible sex. I am in heaven."

She got quiet after ending her story and just smiled at me. Maybe she also smiled at the memories that must have come to her mind when she told her story. She looked very happy. 

We spent the rest of the afternoon talking about the planning for the rest of the summer and carrying out the daily work. Birgit made dinner and Kalle came back just in time. He looked happy to see me but also a little embarrassed.

"Don't be afraid, Kalle," Birgit said. "She knows everything. I have told her how happy you make me every day. I have told her what a good lover you have become. So just relax." She giggled.

We had a pleasant dinner and Birgit and Kalle were glad for the fresh supply I had brought. We chatted until it was time for bed. There was only one small hut and we had to share it of course. Birgit looked a little funny at me.

"Would you like to have the boy tonight? I feel like the Eskimos. You know, they offer the wife to a traveler who is away from home."

"No thank you, he is a closed episode to me. And besides I am not starving even if your show this afternoon was arousing. You go ahead with Kalle if you want."

But it was near that I regretted my words when I heard what a good time they had in their corner.

I went back the following morning. I had told Inga that I would stay away until supper. She hadn't hesitated when I said that I had to go away and leave all the work to her. I got the feeling that she wanted to have me out of the way for a while. 

In fact I had planned to come back in time for the lunch break. I was careful when I came over the hilltop. The pasture could be overlooked from the hillside and there were several hiding places. And this time I didn't want to be seen. 

I saw them clearly. Obviously I was a little late for lunch. Inga was already riding one of the boys and the other was standing before her. She held his cock in her hand and now and then kissed it lightly. I heard her very clearly; her moans and cries of pleasure spread wide. Suddenly her cries got higher and stayed in a long high pitch tune that echoed in the valley. The tune abruptly ended when she slumped down over the boy.

But she rested only for a very short while. She dismounted and went over to the table and leaned face down over it. Erik followed and swiftly entered her. I couldn't see in which hole he took her. The boy fucked her with all the spirit he could muster and she enjoyed it. Her cries spread again in the valley. Erik must have fucked not very long ago because he didn't come as soon as he used to. In fact I had never experienced such staying power from him before. Inga got one orgasm after another until the boy eventually spurted in her and exhausted withdrew and sat on the bench.

Inga lay over the table with her lovely full ass up in the air. She looked around for Anders. He was still resting on the ground. She got up and stood over him. She shook her breasts and then her ass to try to get his interest. She bent down and sucked his cock. She was working hard and eventually she must have been rewarded. I could hear a triumphantly shout of joy and then she moved over to the table. This time she only supported herself against it and stood there shifting her weight. Her ass was marvelous and moved seductively in that position. The boy must have felt the same because he moved behind her and grabbed her hips. His cock jutted in front of him and he searched for an entrance. She helped him and he fucked his way inside with short hard jabs.

Her cries started and again filled the valley. This was incredible. It was her third fuck in an hour and there must have been at least one before that. 

This time I was sure that Anders fucked her in the ass. The way they moved was clear enough to judge from. And they both seemed to enjoy it. Anders could also be heard now and then. Like Erik he kept on fucking much longer than he normally was capable of. But eventually he spurted and withdrew. Inga by then had had several more orgasms. They could easily be identified by the change in the tune of her cries.

When the boy left her ass she at last seemed to be satisfied. She stood and hugged the boys and then limped away to her hut. She had lived out a fantasy of hers, no doubt.

I stayed on the hillside. I saw Inga go milking very stifflegged. She must have been very sore. The boys did their duties dragging their feet. 

I sat on the hillside naked in the sun. The walk and the show had turned me on but I realized that I had to take care of that on my own. My boy would be no good tonight.

So I lay back and started to caress myself. My imagination got a lot of help from what I had seen and heard the last two days. 

I slowly caressed my body and used my fingers in my pussy. One finger to tease and two to get going. Finally I put a third inside and dreamt of the fat cocks I had had. Eventually I got a pleasant orgasm.

After the milking that took a couple of hours Inga and the boys went to the pond for a swim. Inga chocked me then, which isn't easy.

She lay down to dry in the sun. She called for the boys. She had them to kneel on either side of her and caress her body. She held one cock in each hand and stroked and jacked them. The results were poor, though. She stopped and talked to them for a while. After that they responded nicely and she sucked them until they both had raging hard cocks. 

She rose and had Anders to lie down on his back. She straddled him and impaled herself on his cock and rode him for a while.

Inga sat down and nudged Erik to come forward. She made sure he was hard by sucking him again. Then she said something to the boys.

She let go of Erik and started to ride again. But this time she leaned forward and pushed her great ass up in the air. Erik went behind her and to my astonishment put his cock at her butt hole. There was no doubt, I saw it clearly.

Inga cried out of pleasure when she felt the cock poke her ass hole. She kept herself steady and the boy pushed on. He suddenly slipped past her muscle. Inga cried out again and nudged him to press on. Soon he was fully inside and started to fuck.

Inga was moaning and shouting constantly by now. She moved in rhythm with the cock in her ass to fuck the cock in her pussy.

Inga came with regular intervals to judge from her screams and the way she moved. I wondered how many times the boys had serviced her during my absence because it took such a long time for them although the double fuck adds to the feeling and friction. But eventually they showed signs that they were on their way. Inga increased her efforts and shouted on top of her voice when the cock in her ass began to spurt its load into her ass canal. When it was spent the cock in her pussy took over and with a few spurts deposited its load in her cunt. Inga had a tremendous prolonged orgasm together with both boys. Her screams echoed around the valley telling the world what good time she had. 

The boy behind her had withdrawn as soon as he had emptied himself in her ass. He fell to the ground. 

Inga didn't let the boy she was riding rest. She rode him and milked his cock totally dry until he slipped out of her. Only then did Inga let him free and dismounted. Both boys lay in the grass totally exhausted but Inga stood and moved proudly around. Even from my distance she was a marvelous sight with her good mature body and her great ass. Her own wetness and come from the boys made her thighs and ass wet and shining. 

I lay in the sun resting until it was time to go down to the pasture. They greeted me and tried to act normal. I had some food and then said I was tired after the long walk and went to bed alone. They looked relieved. 

The following week passed on quietly. My boy Anders serviced me dutifully and we had a good time. Bit by bit Inga told me what had happened during the two days I was gone. This is her story:

It had started at lunch time the first day. Us usual they were outdoors. The day was warm and she had only her shift on. After lunch Erik went up the hills to look after the sheep. Anders was sitting at the table waiting for Inga to clear the table. He should help her afterwards to handle the milk. Inga was doing the dishes when she suddenly got a definite feeling that Anders was watching her and especially her great ass. Well it was always a sight bouncing on its own and now she was only wearing a thin shift. Inga had become a bit careless and stopped wearing panties like I always did at the pasture.

The thought of Anders sitting there watching lit a fire in her pussy although Erik had fucked her properly in the morning. Knowing what Erik liked and assuming that the two brothers had similar tastes she started to swing her bottom even more while working and leaned over the sink more than necessary. When she was finished she moved over to wipe the table. Anders followed her with his eyes and she saw that he had an erection in his pants. She said that she lost all her inhibitions and let her pussy take command.




Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 03



'Anders, my boy, what are you staring at? Do you like my ass? Want to see more of it? Well, take a good look then, be my guest,' she said and lifted her shift over her head and let it drop. She moved back to the sink stark naked and let her ass bounce excessively. 

Inga leaned over the sink pretending to wash something slowly shifting her weight from one leg to another. She kept her position and didn't look back. Eventually she heard that Anders came up behind her and felt the heat from his body even before she felt his erect cock poke her ass. He grabbed her hips and then her ass cheeks and kneaded them quite hard. Inga took half a step back, leaned deeper over the sink and moved her feet wide apart.

'Take me. What are you waiting for? Take me. I want you to take me now. Come into my pussy,' she shouted to Anders.

He didn't hesitate. He took his cock and caressed her slit a couple of times, then located her pussy entrance and with a mighty thrust forced himself inside. Inga was wet and prepared and met him forcefully. He bottomed out with his first thrust which made Inga to grunt. But she thrust back meeting him. I knew that Anders was at his best when he was allowed to dominate and fuck hard for his own pleasure. So Inga got fucked real good and screamed loudly when she came. Anders was able to go on and fuck her to another great orgasm before he deposited his load in her cunt. Inga said that it was great because they were outdoors, the boy was ruthless and she felt totally inhibited and free to scream on top of her voice.

Well, they had to take care of the duties. But Inga had a dull heat in her pussy all afternoon. Although the fucking had been very good she wasn't satisfied.

Before dinner the boys went swimming as usual. With these boys we had kept an air of decency and had not had any group sessions. We had fucked in private. So also bathing had been done separately.

But now Inga couldn't stop herself. After ten minutes she went to the pond. The boys were in the water and she stood ashore and pulled her shift over her head. Arms akimbo she moved around letting all her charms bounce freely. The boys were uncertain what to do so she got impatient and called them ashore. They came hesitantly. As soon as they were close to Inga she knelt and started to jack and suck their cocks.

Inga made them take turns fucking her, on her back, from behind, she on top riding in gallop. The boys came twice and how many times Inga came she didn't know. 'Numerous,' she said. But in the end her fire was put out by come.

She cocked them dinner but when she tried to get them to fuck her again they were too tired. Erik took pity of her though and licked her to orgasm.

Inga woke up early. The fire was back. Erik slept in her hut and before he was really awake she had sucked him up and rode him to a most pleasant climax.

She dismounted him and went to my cottage for Anders. He had been awakened by Inga's screams and was already half erect. Inga simply bent over one of the bunks and made him take her from behind. He was fresh from a good nights sleep and fucked her hard. But he couldn't hold out as long as the day before. But Inga got a good load of come to damp down the fire in her pussy. She was satisfied for the time being.

She went out and made breakfast. She had put on only a very short shift that barely covered her pussy. Her great ass showed as soon as she moved. But the boys didn't get hard. It was too soon.

Inga made another attempt at lunch time, she said. She promised the boys to make pan cakes but said that she wanted something in return which they agreed to. So she serviced them with pancakes, sweet milk and jam moving around again in her short shift. She cleared the table and jumped up on it.

'All right, who wants to be the first,' she shouted, leaning back on her elbows, pushing her ass close to the edge of the table and planting her feet wide apart on the bench. Erik had his cock ready and approached her. He did a good job before he spurt his load and fell to the side. Inga jumped down from the table and caught Anders and made him lie down. She mounted him and quickly impaled herself on his rigid cock.

She rode him carefully. She made sure to go slow now and then to calm him down. She got several orgasms riding him which I had watched and heard up on the hillside. After some time she realized that Anders wasn't going to hold out much longer. She called Erik over and started to work on his cock in parallel to riding Anders. 

'I was in heaven,' Inga said. 'I felt no restraints, there was no tomorrow. All I wanted was to fuck with long and hard cocks in my cunt. And the boys really did their best.'

When Anders spurted in her she had got Erik ready again. She moved to the table and had him fuck her from behind which he did with great success. But all things come to an end and so did he. He spurted and withdrew. 

'I looked for Anders. I hoped that he would be ready again. But he was still lying on his back in the grass, the lazy bastard,' Inga said giggling. 'So I had to go over and try to wake him up. I worked hard on him but not until I mentioned that the next one to fuck me should be allowed to do my ass hole did he react. But then it went quickly. And you know, his long slender cock is really designed for ass fucking. It felt tremendously good to have him up there.'

'Well, after that there was nothing more to get from the boys. And we had the work to do. I must admit that it was hard to walk. I was sore to say the least. But happy, very happy,' Inga said smiling at the memory.

'Well, after milking, the boys weren't surprised that I went swimming together with them. I dropped my clothing already at the hut and had to steel myself against limping when I walked. Although I was sore I also had a strong itch in my pussy and I wanted to walk seductively. I knew I couldn't expect the boys to perform twice again but I wanted to try something which included both boys.'

'We had our swim and then I called the boys ashore. I tried to fondle them to erection but with little progress. But I had this idea and when I told them it was arousing enough. I got them real hard in a short time.'

Inga stopped talking then. She looked a bit embarrassed and didn't know how to go on.

"Come on, what happened. What was it you told them that was so arousing? I want to know," I urged her on.

'Well . . . Well, I don't know how to put it. Well, I wanted to have both boys at the same time. Well, you know, one in the pussy and one up the ass.' She looked relieved when she had said it.

'So I started to ride on Anders and after a while I put my ass up for Erik. I would have preferred the other way around but Anders had my ass for lunch so Erik demanded to have it now. You know that he has a much fatter cock but I had no problem to accommodate him in my ass though. Anyway when Erik poked my ass hole it felt lovely. I came at once, just from the anticipation. I think I screamed. Well that helped me take him into my ass without pain and he forced himself all the way up. It was heavenly. I came several times while we fucked together all three of us. I felt so filled up. And the feel of the friction between the two cocks. When Erik came and it felt like he spurted deep in my belly I came again. And when he left my ass I still had Anders hard cock in my cunt. Marvelous, absolute marvelous, the best fuck in my life.'

Inga was filled up of her experience. Even when she told me she got excited. I was glad that I hadn't told her that I had watched them. For some reason I think she would have been embarrassed. 

- - 

A change of personnel was planned. Now it was time for it. Lisa came up to the pasture together with Inga's two sons. Lisa and Birgit's eldest son Anders replaced Birgit and Kalle at the remote place. Kalle and Erik, the younger son of Birgit went home together with Inga. She had fucked frantically the last week and I know that she had enjoyed both boys at least at one more occasion. She later told me that she had fucked the boys on the way home until they were totally drained. 

Lisa was going to enjoy an educated boy, Anders, at the remote place. Birgit and I should introduce Lisa's two sons. Birgit was really looking forward to be the first woman in a young man's life.

I had feared that it should be more or less a routine to break in a third boy this summer. But these boys were different from the others. They were good-humored and chatted freely with Birgit and me. My boy wasn't shy and watched me openly when I flashed my charms. When he came in my pussy for the first time he became very happy and showed it. He was eager to please me, not only when we fucked but also in the work. He did all sorts of small services in the daily work. It was like he courted me and it felt very nice.

So all in all I had a pleasant time with him. He improved very fast and had a staying power the other boys had lacked. He very soon could fuck me to my full satisfaction. He was also innovative and took me now and then unexpectedly and in new places.

Birgit told me a similar story about the other boy. 

After about two weeks we changed boys. It was a renewal for us. The boys doubled their experience and were also happy. The last couple of days the boys were given the freedom to choose whom, where and when they wanted to fuck. It was an interesting experience even for us since we had to try to seduce the boy we wanted. The elder of the boys discovered that I liked it a bit rough now and then. He found that it turned me on to be ordered rather than politely asked. He could come up to me and push me down on my hands and knees and then use his cock to stroke through my slit until I was wet and ready. Then he entered me and fucked me hard for his own pleasure. Once he did just that but as soon as I was down on my hands and knees he lubed my ass canal with warm butter and forced his cock inside my ass rather ruthlessly. It hurt but I loved it.

But everything has to have an end. The summer was nearly up. Only the last activity remained and the women had carefully planned that.

The husbands of Birgit, Inga and Lisa should come up to the pasture to pay the rent. We had agreed that they should pay part of my fee for the pasture by doing some rebuilding. 

Lisa and Anders returned from the remote place. The boys were sent home before the men were expected, partly to give us women time to recover and plan the activities. Also Inga returned to the pasture. She wanted to take part in the finale. 

The men came in late afternoon. We were lucky and the day was warm and sunny. We told the men to go swimming and cool down. When they came back they got a good meal, the best we could cook in the pasture.

We were all horny by then especially the men. They had been without their wives most summer. The women had had plenty of sex but with young boys. And it was a couple of days since we had our last fuck. We women longed for an elder, strong man.

The three women withdrew early to a hut without letting the men knew which one. They had decided that they would fuck their brains out this first night and let it be a surprise which man they got. I was alone.

In the morning I woke them up to the days work with my long birch-bark horn standing stark naked outside. It has a low bas tune that goes through my body and makes my clit to vibrate. I always get horny when I blow it.

At breakfast Birgit declared that anyone could challenge anybody to fuck. If a man couldn't get it up he had to please the woman in other ways. After the first day the men pleaded to be allowed to say no. They felt worn out. The women were insatiable.

Three days passed quickly. They all liked it so much and since the weather was good they extended their stay with one day.

The last night was rather calm. So much fucking had taken place during the past days that the hunger was stilled. Instead we had an enjoyable evening together. They paired for the night but I think the fucking in the huts were quite calm. 

In the morning all three men helped to satisfy me. The carried me to my cottage and caressed me until I shivered. They fucked me one after the other. The women told me that I had moaned and shouted constantly. I was exhausted afterwards but the women took care of the duties.

With that the summer had come to an end. We closed the pasture and went home. The women were more than pleased; they assured it separately on our long way home. They already started to talk about how to proceed and keep up the good sex during the long winter.

- - - - 

To be continued with Tale no 4, The Berrypickers, where the old lass accommodates berrypickers at the pasture and in her pussy. It is published under the Erotic Couplings section. Tale no 1 is published under the Mature section and no 2 under the Lowing Wives section.



Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 04



I am what in Sweden was called an "old lass", the daughter who had to take care of the old parents. Like so many others I ended up unmarried and had to find my outcome on my own. My eldest brother inherited the farm. I got a small cottage in the village, though. My brother also let me use our mountain pasture as if it was mine. It is an old tradition in Dalecarlia to bring the cattle up in the hills in summertime. Only a few people take care of the cattle and often an old lass is in charge with a few youngsters to help her. My pasture is the only one left in my village. It is a nice place in a valley with a pond with crystal clear water. By midsummer the water gets warm and I like to swim and sunbathe. 

I was not old for being an old lass that summer of -54, only close to forty. I am not good-looking but not that ugly either. I am proud of my body with its heavy breasts, which bounce nicely when I want to and let them free. I also like my thick dark pussy hair, a real bush. The men like to entangle their fingers in it and comb it and I like the tickling from it. And of the promise of what will come.

But what I like best is my wide hips. My men can rest on them in great comfort and I like to have their heaviness on top of me. The best thing is a small man with narrow hips. He fits in nicely between my hipbones and if his cock is long and in my pussy it's like heaven. 

So I like my body. It has matured over the years. Maybe my belly is more rounded and my rump a little meaty. But I have found that men like a big rump as long as it is firm and muscled. And mine is.

Yes, men. An old lass don't have to be without men but in a rural village you have to be careful. I have laid most of the men in my village and quite a few others. I usually lay them after they have got married. Then they have to be more careful and can't brag around. I make them promise not to tell anyone and I promise not to tell their wife. It has worked so far. And I don't get too involved. A couple of times up to a dozen are enough. A man needs more than once to relax and prove his ability and give me a good fuck but after a dozen times it becomes a routine. Most men don't have fantasy enough to be good after that. They only want the easy fuck. And it is no problem finding a time and place. We are outdoor people working in the fields and in the woods and I have my own cottage even if I seldom let the men in there. And I have the mountain pasture.

In Tales 1, 2 and 3 I told what happened in the summer of-53 and -54. I took cattle to the pasture. I was alone with a young boy to help me. He had a tremendous cock and I made it my task to teach him how to use it for the pleasure of women. He became very good and gave me a good time.

His mother quickly found out that he had experienced his first woman. She also confronted me with the question if I had laid her husband and the husbands of her friends. I had to admit that I had. She wasn't angry though because they felt I was no threat to their marriage and I had taught the men a few things that also spiced up the sex life with their spouses. But she asked me to help her and her friends to get the good sex life back. In the autumn of -53 I gave them and their husbands a refresher course which was highly appreciated. A first part of the course involved a young man and he showed the women how good a young man could be for an elder woman. They wanted more of that.

In the summer of -54 I arranged a heaven for the women at my pasture. That included breaking in their sons and letting the sons enjoy the charms of elder women. In fact both the sons and the women got as much sex as they wanted during the summer. It was a success. 

But that took only care of my needs for the summer. I couldn't live on that only for the rest of the year. I had to find ways to earn money and get men to lay also the rest of the year.

In these years a market emerged for cloudberries, wild berries which grow in the mosses. I had a lot of cloudberries around my pasture but it was a long way to come to pick them. And no roads to take the berries home.

But my pasture was a good base for berrypickers. I let it be known that I had my pasture open in the berry season and would accommodate berry pickers. I also would buy the berries. I had a boy from the village to ride up and fetch the berries twice a week. 

This first season I had a married couple and a single man as my paying guests. I gave them breakfast and dinner and a lunch packet. I picked berries myself but only part time. I had to cook as well.

One day I was on a moss in a small valley. I saw the single man in the other end. Suddenly I got very horny. It had been a couple of weeks since my friends had left the pasture after a few days of frolicking and a lot of sex.

I took off my skirt. At the pasture I always wore the old types of clothing. I was dressed in a shift and a skirt. The shift had buttons from the waist up. I unbuttoned the shift until my swelling breasts showed nicely. I moved along the bushes on the side of the valley until I was 40-50 yards from the man. Then I started to pick again slowly working my way from one side of the valley to the other. The man was moving towards me. I pretended not to notice him.

My shift was rather short and rode high on my thighs went I bent down to pick. The unbuttoned front showed my breasts. I hoped that he would get aroused enough to make a move. 

I picked and went slowly over the valley and then turned and went back closing the distance a little between us. Now and then I sneaked a glance and saw that he certainly was interested. His picking had slowed down and he was busy looking at me. On my way back his view mostly was my breasts but when I had come halfway over the valley he saw me from behind. I bent over more than necessary and made sure that my shift rode up not only over my thighs but now and then also over my rump. I was sure he got a good look at my good rump and my pussy. When I was halfway the third round I heard him approach me.

"Nice to get company. It gets lonesome up here, doesn't it," he said when he came close.

I straightened up and faced him. I saw lust in his eyes. My pussy burned. I had no other thought in my head than to get fucked.

"Yes, It does, doesn't it. Want to do something about it?" I said adding a new meaning.

I sank down on the soft moss and spread my legs. My shift rode up high on my thighs and I guess that my pussy could be seen if he bent down a little. I never wore any underwear at the pasture. He looked at me astonished at first then smiling and moved a little to get a better view.

"Come and fuck me, what are you waiting for?" I teasingly said, closed my eyes and lay back waiting for him. I spread my legs even more and raised my knees. I was now fully exposed to him. 

I heard him undress and then his hands were over my belly and on my breasts under my shift.

I startled when I suddenly felt his tongue on my pussy. He licked me expertly along my crack and let his tongue rotate on my clit on its way up or down. He put his tongue in my cunt in between. My hips moved against him uncontrollably and nearly crushed his nose but he kept on licking me. I came in a shuddering orgasm and let it be known by a high scream that echoed in the valley.

He didn't let me rest. He moved up and let his cock search for my entrance. He found it and easily slid in. He fucked me wildly and I met him with raised hips and my feet deep in the moss. It didn't take long until he started to grunt and I understood he was on his way. That turned me on tremendously and I came as soon as I felt him spurt into me. I guess that I was screaming again.

Exhausted we lay in the soft moss. 

"What a nice surprise from the landlady," he whispered after a while. "Thank you, that felt real good. I want to do it again, may I?"

"Well, we have to think about that and if a good opportunity arises may be I well let you in again," I said a bit concerned. He shouldn't take things for granted for the future.

"Oh, you misunderstood me," he said. "I mean now. I very much would like to fuck you again right now. A little help would be appreciated though."

I looked at him and saw that he was serious. I looked down at his cock and saw that although it was still limp there was some hardness. I took him in my hand and yes it was hardening. I went down on him and took him in my mouth and did my best. He responded quickly and got hard. I kissed and fondled his balls and then his cock again until he was back in full power.

I stood and pulled my shift over my head. Naked I went a few steps away from him and then went down on my hands and knees facing away from him. I spread my knees and thighs. I was ready.

I heard him behind me and then felt his hands on my hips. He stroked over my back and down under and cupped my breasts. He massaged them roughly which I like. He knelt behind me and held my hips again. I felt his cock probe for my pussy entrance. I reached between my legs and guided him in.

He started to fuck me in a steady rhythm with long strokes now and then replaced with short quick jabs. He squeezed my breast and stroked my flanks. His hands slid down the back of my thighs and on their way up squeezed and put apart my inner thighs and pussy lips.

He slowly built up his tempo until he was banging hard into me. He stopped and forced my head down in the moss and put his legs outside mine. I squeezed his cock with my muscles and my pussy got narrow in this position. He resumed fucking me. I felt my orgasm build up and my screams got higher until I came.

He paused, but only briefly. He soon resumed banging me and stroking my body. I felt in heaven. When I felt my second orgasm was on its way I flexed my inner muscles as much as I could. He must have liked it because he started to grunt and fuck me with short rapid strokes. We got quite noisy when we came more or less at the same time.

I slowly lay down on the moss making sure he and his cock followed me down. I wanted to keep him inside and feel him soften which he eventually did.

I pushed him away from me and rose.

"Thank you, that was nice. Just what we needed," I said looking down at him. "See you at dinner."

I picked up my shift and my basket and left without looking back. I found my skirt and then went home naked. I like going naked in the sun over the hills.

In the evening he came home with a good amount of berries. I just smiled at him but pretended as if nothing had happened. The couple came just afterwards and we had a pleasant dinner.

At bedtime the woman approached me.

"I saw you today in the valley," she said. "And I heard you too," she grinned.

"Well," I said. "So what, do you have any complaints?"

"Oh no, don't misunderstand me," she said hurriedly and looked very serious. "Tell me, did he really take you twice?"

"Yes," I said giggling. "He was really good at it. And he also licked me until I came for a starter. I had a good time."

"Yes, I can understand that," she said and I could hear the longing in her voice. "Well I certainly would like to get an experience like that."

"Well," I started to say, thinking quickly. "Why shouldn't you? Would your husband disagree to take you in the open?"

"Oh, I don't know. We don't fuck much nowadays," she confessed. 

"Am I right if I say that you need a push to vitalize your sex life?" I asked. A plan had formed in my head. "Or is your husband unable to get it up?"

"Oh no, I know he can have a nice hard on if he gets aroused. It's just that I don't arouse him much any more. But we fuck now and then of course. But I want more."

"Well, if you want to fuck you have to do anything about it," I said. "I have a couple of ideas if you want to hear?"

She nodded eagerly and I gave her two suggestions. She looked both frightened and excited. She thought for a while.

"What the heck," she exclaimed. "Why choose, let's try both. Oh, if you agree of course."

My suggestions involved me as well to say the least. 

We parted for the night.

In the morning I was flirting with the single man and made him think I would come in his direction later. They all set off for the day's work.

After about two hours I went after them.

I saw the single man in a valley, the couple in another but spread wide apart. I told the wife where to find the single man and she drifted off.

When she was out of sight I moved close to the married man. I picked berries for a while working my way closer to him. At first he got irritated that I took the berries from him. Then he got interested when he saw my light clothing. I had on only my short shift.

I called him over and he hesitantly came.

" I want to get laid," I said when he stood before me. "You have turned me on. I think you are man enough to satisfy me," I teased him.

He was tall and a strong man. He looked at me for a while thinking over what I had said, unsure what to do.

"Don't you want to fuck me?" I asked. "Don't worry about your wife, she is in the other valley. I saw her there."

He suddenly moved. He came close and swept me up in his arms. He held me for a while looking into my eyes. Then he laid me down in the moss and pushed my shift up over my hips. My pussy was naked for him to see and touch.

He stood looking at me for a while. He knelt and stroked gently over my pussy and let his fingers sift through my thick pussy hair and pulled it making my skin stretch. He pulled my hair and rotated his hand. My clit got stimulated and swelled. He kept on for quite a while until my clit was protruding. He put his thumb on my clit and a finger in my pussy and massaged lightly. That was enough for me to come and I let him hear my moans of pleasure.

He stood and undressed. I took my shift off and sank back on the soft moss. His cock was average in length but it was fat. Real fat. My pussy twitched in anticipation. This cock would really stretch my pussy.

He knelt again and caressed my breasts and all over my body. I held his cock and stroked it until he was hard.

I rolled over on my stomach away from him and stood on my hands and knees with my knees wide apart. I wanted him from behind. He understood and entered me. I was wet and ready and with short jabs he made his way into my pussy. It felt heavenly to be stretched; it felt as to the limit. He fucked me with long steady strokes and I came again. He stopped surprised when he heard my moans and cries but then went on fucking me. Soon his thrusts got wilder and shorter and his cock widened. He was near and a deep groan came from his throat. Just after he shot his load into my pussy I came again this time crying out loud.

We collapsed into the soft moss. He rolled off me and lay looking at me. I turned on my back and he caressed my breasts lightly.

"Thank you," he said silently. " That was good. It was so unexpected. Did you enjoy as well?"

"Yes, thank you," I smiled at him. "Didn't you hear. That was just what I had thought and hoped. May be we can do it again sometime? And don't worry about your wife. She knows."

He was shocked but before he had collected his thoughts I had risen and collected my things and set off.

I walked naked over the bog towards home. In the distance I thought a heard faint cries like from a woman in ecstasy. I hoped it was.

When they came back in late afternoon they all looked a bit shy and didn't talk much. In the evening the woman wanted to talk. This is was she told me.

" I found the single man from your directions. He was working hard and I went up to him and asked if he wanted to share my refreshments. He gladly agreed and we sat down and chatted for a while. Then I boldly told him that I had seen you two the other day and that I wanted him to fuck me as well.

Before he had time to answer I stood and undressed and was soon standing naked before him. He looked me over. If I may say so myself I am pleased with my body and he must have liked what he saw. Without a word he reached out and grabbed me and pulled me down in his lap. His hands were all over me and it felt heavenly.

He lay down and had me kneel over his face and he licked me so nicely until I came. It was a good beginning but now I really wanted more. I unbuttoned him and got his cock out. It was already semierect and I sucked him to full power but was careful not to finish him off.

He signaled to me to stop and I crept forward down his legs and stood on my hands and knees waiting. He knelt behind me and stroked over my body. I felt his cock in my crack and with my hand between my thighs I guided him to my waiting pussy. He slid in easily. He fucked me in a steady rhythm and I let myself loose. I moaned and cried which I normally try to suppress. But out there in the open alone in the hills it felt safe and the right thing to do. I guess I got rather noisy."

'I heard you,' I said. 'It sounded like you had a good time.'

"Yes, I really had," she continued. " We both came rather quickly. But it didn't worry me because I counted on that he could take me again.

When we had calmed down I lay back in the moss with my thighs open. He looked at me and stroked his cock. He knelt beside my head and gave me his cock to suck. It came back to life in an astonishing short time. He moved between my thighs and raised them high in the air and then plunged into me again. This time he fucked me long and hard and I came several times before he came himself."

She looked real happy and content.

"Well," she said after a while. "What about your other suggestion? Are you still willing to go through with it?"

"Oh, yes," I said. "I liked your husband and his cock and would like to have him in me once more."

"Agreed then," she said and went away to sleep. 

In the morning I decided to tease them. I went out and blew my long birch-bark horn, which I use to get the cows to come home for milking. The horn has a low bass tune that goes through my body to my clit and makes it to vibrate. It always turns me on. This morning I stood naked blowing the horn when they came out. I think I look ravishing blowing the horn, standing erect with my arms up, which lift my breasts and my hips put forward. The men looked surprised but then lust came in their eyes.

In the evening we had a good meal. When the dishes were taken care of the wife and I went into my hut. We came back out naked. The men nearly choked. We went right up to them and hugged one each. I took the husband and the wife the single man. I had been horny all day, thinking of what would happen in the evening. 

We soon had their cocks out and sucked them. They did respond eagerly after the first chock and returned the favors. My man lifted me and placed me kneeling on a bench and bent forward over the table. He entered me from behind and his fat cock plugged tightly in my pussy. Right in front of me I saw the other couple sitting on a bench with the woman straddling the man's legs. Then I didn't notice anything for a while. My man was really good this night and made me forget everything but my own pleasure. I guess I came several times and afterwards I felt that I had been fucked more than enough to fill my needs. I loved it.

After we had recovered the married couple got together and sat talking. They looked happy and not angry with each other. The single man and I made small talk.

I was sitting on a bench. The man rose and came and sat down beside me. He made me straddling the bench and he did the same with his front close to my back. He started to fondle my breasts from behind. He did it slowly and carefully and extended his fondling to the rest of my body. He kissed my neck and worked his way down to my pussy. When he reached my pussy I was already turned on and came soon after he had started to finger my clit.

The couple looked up when they heard my screams of pleasure. They smiled and soon after left for their hut. My man went on fondling me and was very deft with his fingers. He made me long for him and my body to tremble.




Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 04



I felt behind me for his cock. It was still limp but it started to grow as soon as I caressed it. I rose and slowly went to my hut hoping he would follow. He did.

I lay down on a bed I had prepared on the floor. He lay beside me and resumed fondling me. Eventually he took me again, this time slow and tenderly. I got a few more wonderful orgasms. He took me once more in the morning. He was good. 

The wife told me the next day that she and her husband had had a good night together. They had fucked her in the morning and were happy.

The single man slept, well partly at least, in my hut the remaining days. We had a good time together and he was able to fuck me both mornings and evenings. It was a nice time. 

Eventually the berry season finished and we closed the pasture and went back home. The wife told me that they had fucked every night and found a new joy in it. They had even fucked a few times outside. She was happy and was profoundly grateful to me. 

I was happy as well. I had enjoyed another two good men who had given me a lot of pleasure.