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.