This is the first story in a trilogy. See below for the titles of the other two.
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.
This Sunday in March -52 his nurse Charlotte wheeled him into the room. She was in her late twenties, good-looking with a full bosom that she wasn't shy to show. Her nurse uniform wasn't fully buttoned up but showed a very nice cleavage. And when she bent forward over Anders a good part of her lovely breasts showed. She often leaned over Anders. She had been with my grandfather for a year and seemed to take good care of him.
"Morning Tom," Anders greeted me, "feeling fine today, I hope. I certainly do, don't I, Charlotte," he said smiling at the nurse and put his hand on her hip. She blushed and, giving Anders a hug around his shoulders, said, " you certainly do. A much younger man would envy you your power."
"Tom, today I want to tell you a well kept secret of my home village. The education I got there as a boy has made me the man I am and given my wife and me a good life. I have had many women in my days without cheating on my wife. That sounds impossible but I will tell you how. Charlotte, will you get us some coffee and then you can listen too if you want."
This is Anders story:
I was born in the A---village, a small rural village in the north of Dalecarlia in Sweden. The inhabitants are known as proud people who never let anyone bully them. They are peaceful and friendly though and have a widespread and long-term reputation for making good husbands and wives. Therefore their youngsters are welcomed in surrounding villages to marry their sons and daughters.
The village has a common mountain pasture. It's a place where the cattle, cows, sheep and goats, are kept in summertime. The landscape in Dalecarlia is hilly and the farms are short of farming land. But deep in the hills are areas where cattle can find good pasturage and thus save the homestead farmland. It took two days to herd the cattle to this pasture so it was only done once in a year. Many people from the village helped in herding the cattle there and back but then only one or two elder women and some young girls were needed to take care of the cattle.
It was full time work to milk the cattle and take care of the milk doing butter and cheese. A few times during the summer people from the village collected the cheese and butter. Except for that nobody came to visit. Most villages in Dalecarlia did the same, all having one or more mountain pastures.
The inhabitants of the village got their reputation from the special education of the youth that took place at the pasture. How it all began I don't know but it had been in use for a long time already when I was young in the former century. Probably it started by chance as so many things do and then someone found the results promising and found a way to continue.
It was a thorough preparation for marriage life including sex education.
During and after work the young girls were taught many things. They learnt how to take care of the cattle and make cheese and butter. They learnt how to cook.
One important topic was the use of herbs. They learnt where to find different herbs, when it should be collected and dried and how useful drugs should be made from them. It was herbs for many different things like healing, pain killers, aphrodisiac and very important, birth control.
They learnt about having babies.
The sex school started with the knowledge of their bodies. You must remember that this was a long time ago. The people had very little contact with the outer world and the young were very innocent and had no way to learn except from their parents. One exception though. They were living close to nature and from early age could see and follow how the cattle mated.
But this education taught them about their bodies, how they should get and give pleasure with their partner and many other useful things. They got used to see other naked females and realized that the female body could look in many different ways especially their private parts. Something that really is missing today in our liberated community.
"Tom, they learnt how to please themselves and how to develop and use their inner cunt muscles to give pleasure,' Anders said. 'There was a rumor that they had dried horse dicks to practice their cunt muscles on. And that they practiced cock sucking and swallowing of come on a cow's dug. I asked my wife several times but she only laughed and said that how the girls were taught to be good mistresses was a female secret. She always refused to tell me. But they certainly had the cows nearby and hand milked them every day and the dug has the right shape."
"I can see that the girls were well taught, especially in body control, but what about the boys. Didn't they need education too?" I asked
"Of course Tom, they certainly did. I was just coming to that," Anders said. - Charlotte had come back with coffee and now listened intently. She had startled when Anders mentioned the dried horse dicks and the cows' dugs.
The boys were brought up to the pasture in the later part of the summer. The official reason for them to be there was to do maintenance on the buildings and fences. They worked with that and got their education in between.
All this education could of course not be carried out with only one elder woman to do it all. This pasture was so big that for the daily work at least another skilled woman was needed to supervise the girls. Also if several boys were coming more women were needed. One mature man normally supervised the boys.
The choice of the women and the man had to be done with care. It was the task of the woman in charge to find her helpers. The women should be married and their husbands must let them be away from home during the summer. And he had to allow them to carry out the teaching duties. They had to be experienced and interested in sex and also reasonable good looking so not to scare the young boys.
" Tom, let me tell you of my own experience when I had my education at the mountain pasture," Anders said. "But remember, this was a long time ago." - Charlotte squirmed in her seat, anxious to hear more.
The summer I was brought to the pasture we were four boys. Two women from the village, Karin and Lisa, were the women to help the old broad in charge.
It was a long walk to come to the pasture and we were tired when we got there. We had a good meal and then turned in to sleep. The next morning we woke up by the sound of a big birch-bark horn which was used to call in the cattle. The sound could be heard several miles.
We were put to work to mend fences. The weather was nice and warm and the job pleasant. The women and the girls made their work. They were far more scantily clad than would have been proper down in the village. Their skirts were hiked up and they wore only a thin shift that outlined their breasts and nipples. It was arousing for us. We had never seen so much of a female body before.
In late afternoon we were sent to the small lake to swim. On the way there we met the girls coming back looking refreshed. We had seen them go to the lake earlier and had hoped that they would still be there. We were a little disappointed.
When we came close to the lake we heard women laugh. We stopped and hid behind some bushes. Lisa and Karin were swimming, in the nude, bathing suits did not exist in those times. They played around, most of the time in shallow water allowing us to see their bodies. We were totally silent and stunned of our first sight of naked females.
