This is the third story in a trilogy. The first story, Summer School: The Introduction is published under "mature". The second, Summer School: Breaking-up Party under "Group sex".
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I used to visit my grandfather Anders regularly when he was an old man and bound to a wheel chair. His brain was still sharp and he entertained me with stories from his life. He was a handsome man, tall and slim. He had done well for himself and lived a luxury life. My grandmother was dead and he had a maid and a private nurse to take care of him.
At my two previous visits in March -52 he had told me how his village situated in Dalecarlia, Sweden educated and trained the youngsters in lovemaking. He had told from his own experience as a boy in the village. He had promised to tell me about his experience as a teacher in this summer school at the village's mountain pasture and I was eager to hear it.
His nurse Charlotte wheeled him into the room. She was young and good-looking with a full bosom that she wasn't shy to show. Her nurse uniform was never fully buttoned up but always showed a good deal of very nice cleavage. This day at least one buttons less than normal wasn't done and she had a very low cut bra that certainly lifted her breasts. I saw a lot of very nice rounded breasts. She saw that I couldn't resist looking at her but she just smiled and bent over Anders to rewrap his blanket. When her breast nearly spilled out of her dress she smiled at me again. I got turned on directly.
Anders greeted me and we made small talk for a little while.
"Tom, I told you last time that I have been lucky in life and have had many women with my wife's approval. My mother-in-law was for many years the old broad in charge at the pasture. And my wife Ylva served as helper a number of times and I was now and then chosen to supervise the boys. So I spent several summers at the mountain pasture. Today I want to tell you how it all went the last summer my wife and I served at the pasture.
Charlotte, will you ask the maid to bring us some coffee and then you can listen too if you want."
This is the story Anders told us:
The village brought the cattle up in early June. There were to be three women, the old broad, my wife Ylva and her second cousin Inga, to run the place for the summer. Ylva was an experienced teacher. Inga was a little younger and it was her first time as a teacher at the pasture. To help and to teach they had four girls of nubile age.
I brought four boys up in late July when the harvest was finished down in the village. I really longed for my wife; it had been several weeks since we had been together.
We came to the pasture in early evening after walking a full day. The women and the girls were happy to see us. They had been lonely. They had prepared a nice evening meal and we had a good time. The evenings in this part of Sweden are long and light and it's hard to go to sleep. But eventually it was time.
There were several small houses and huts, all built for special purposes. The huts for sleeping had only one small door and no window so it was dark inside when the door was closed. My wife and her cousin shared one hut but the cousin giggling said she would leave us alone.
I made sure that the boys were tucked in properly for the night and then went inside our hut. My wife attacked me as soon as I stepped over the threshold. She was already naked.
It didn't take long until we very fucking. We were both very horny and came very quickly. We stayed embraced for a while. Then my wife wriggled free to go out and freshen up. Before she rose she whispered in my ear:
"Please, do me a favor. I have promised my cousin that you will fuck her. She is as horny as I am. We thought it would be unfair that I should get laid and she wouldn't. We both need to be calm tomorrow when we shall take on the boys. Fuck her and do your best. And show her what a real cock should look like." She giggled and squeezed my limp cock.
Now, nature has been generous and given me a big, fat cock that women like. And I have learnt how to use it to please a woman.
My knob twitched of anticipation from my wife's words. She felt it in her hand and laughed throatily. She didn't wait for an answer. She went out without bother to dress.
Almost immediately Inga came in through the door. She must have been waiting outside. She undressed rapidly in the doorway. Well - it was easily done, she only had to pull her shift over her head, and she was naked underneath. The soft light from behind her was enough to give me a good impression of her body. She looked good and she turned around to let me admire her. I immediately noticed her bushy pussy hair.
She knelt down beside me and took my cock into her mouth and began to suck. When flaccid it wasn't impressive but immediately it started to grow. She had to ease it out bit by bit when it got bigger.
She let go of my cock and kissed her way up to my lips. We kissed and then she laughed. She sounded horny indeed. She went back to my cock. I found her bottom and slit and started to caress her. Soon I found her wet pussy and began to finger fuck her. She moaned when she felt my fingers in her pussy and met my hand. She was experienced enough to keep up sucking my cock at the same time.
I let my fingers stroke over the inner front wall of her cunt searching for her sensitive spot. I must have found it because she moaned and writhed and came violently. She lost very little in her tempo on my cock, which by now was fully erect.
She recovered in no time and mounted me. She raised and placed the head of my cock at her pussy entrance. She gasped when she felt the size and hesitated a little. But then she began to impale herself but carefully. She was wet and my cock slid in easily but she had to press down to get her cunt to adjust to accommodate me. Once I was fully engulfed she began to thrust up and down, slowly at first but then more and more wildly. I got hold of her nice breasts and squeezed them and pinched her nipples, which she liked. Her moans became loud and she tried to muffle them. She reached behind and searched for my balls to caress.