The last summer in the village

Summer in the village is wonderful. When I was little, I spent every summer at my grandparents' house in the village. But after finishing school, I got caught up in adult life and there was no time left for the village. Only rare phone calls to grandma remained, or "and give them my regards." And then one beautiful sunny day, clouds gathered in the sky, lightning flashed, and everything shook from the thunder. They told me grandma had died. The whole family was in mourning, and grandpa completely fell apart. Putting all my summer plans aside, I decided to go to the village to somehow cheer up grandpa.

The first couple of weeks in the village were great. Clean air, healthy

food, the river, silence—in short, I was resting mentally and physically from city life. I didn't do any particularly hard work, just cooking, laundry, helping in the garden. I achieved my goal; grandpa got better, stopped sitting at home, went fishing with the guys, started living as before, but now without grandma.

I, however, became a whole event for the village. The women looked at me spitefully, and the men couldn't take their eyes off me. Well, yeah, a city chick arrived here, strutting around the garden in a swimsuit, shaking her tits, distracting the men from work. Unfortunately, all my childhood friends had moved away, only the neighbor Vityka remained. I don't really even remember him well; I was very little, and he's about 3 years older, maybe he remembers something. We crossed paths a couple of times. He helped me carry bags from the bus once and I saw him a couple of times at the beach, staring at me. Or rather, not at me, but at my individual parts. He didn't show any particular desire to communicate, but his eyes, oh how they desired me.

A month passed and I got really bored. Once, my friend Marinka came for the weekend. She buzzed my ears off about her sexual adventures. Oh, I was so jealous. I hadn't had sex in a long time, so I helped myself a couple of times, but what good did that do me? It didn't last long. I was already glancing at Vityka out of the corner of my eye, thinking about seducing him. Why not? He's an okay guy, strong, and with a nice face, muscles. But still, I somehow couldn't bring myself to do it.

— You have everything so goooood here...

Grandpa came into the room. I was stunned, my jaw dropped and ran away. And he stood there, looking at me spellbound. Grandpa walked around the room, sat in the chair opposite the bed, and watched me intently.

— You know, you look a lot like your grandmother. Absolutely everything, even your body. She also loved to lie like that and caress herself, and I would watch. — he sighed heavily — How I miss those times, my Olenka.

Grandpa sat there, almost crying. I put on my nightgown, went over to him, and hugged him.

— Grandpa, don't be sad, remember it all with a smile.

— My memory isn't what it used to be, granddaughter, I can't remember everything anymore, it's hard for me.

— Maybe I can help you somehow, help you remember.

He looked at me, and in his eyes I saw that spark of hope and joy. I prayed to God that he wouldn't just fuck me, I couldn't bear that.

— Thank you, granddaughter, it's awkward to ask, of course, but maybe you could show me again how you caress yourself.

Honestly, a weight lifted off my chest. Of course, it was unpleasant, but it still wasn't what I was afraid of. Without saying a word, I lay down on the bed, pulled up my nightgown, spread my legs, and began to caress myself. I was already breathing heavily, moisture flowed from me, I relaxed, but grandpa stopped me.

— Thank you, granddaughter, you are beautiful, but I want to ask you for one more thing.

My heart sank.

— Vityka, our neighbor, he's a good guy. You used to be friends, right? So I thought, maybe he could come over, help you, and you help him. The poor guy hasn't had a girl in a long time, and I'll hide behind the door and watch out of the corner of my eye.

I was honestly floored, never thought grandpa was capable of such a thing. But it was better than him fucking me himself. I couldn't refuse; the pensioner was playing on pity. Gathering all my courage, I threw on a robe and went to the neighbor's house.

His light was still on, so he wasn't asleep. I knocked on the door, but no one opened. I knocked again, no answer. And then someone's hand fell on my shoulder and turned me around. It was Vityka.

— Did something happen?

— No. — I was confused, didn't know what to say at all — Well, actually, yes. There seems to be some kind of beast in our house. I don't want to wake grandpa, but it's scary.

— Probably a cat. Let's go.

I grabbed his arm, playing the part of a poor, frightened girl.

— Well, show me, where's this beast?

— Over there, I think. — I pointed my finger into a dark corner of the living room.

While he was looking there, I had already taken off my robe and was waiting for him to turn around and look at my body, illuminated by the dim light.

— No, there's nothing here, you must have imagined it. — he turned to me and almost choked. — What are you doing, you crazy woman!

— What, don't you want me?

He was already heading for the front door, but I blocked his way, took his hand, and placed it on my chest.

— I know you want to. I saw how you looked at me. — I slipped his other hand between my legs.

And he broke. Without a word, he picked me up and carried me to the room. Throwing me on the bed, Vityka started undressing quickly, and I glanced out of the corner of my eye at the door and saw grandpa. I don't know what drove me, but I wanted all of this, I wanted Vityka, I wanted grandpa to see it all. Vitya stood before me completely naked, and his manly member was already ready.

Sitting on the bed, I took his member and began licking the head and shaft. Gently and carefully, I started sucking the head and slowly taking him into my mouth. It felt good; I moaned softly and occasionally glanced at grandpa. Grandpa's eyes sparkled and greedily devoured the scene. I actively continued sucking Vitya's cock, and soon he came on my chest. He collapsed on the bed completely exhausted but kissed me gently, and his hand gently caressed my breast and played with my nipples. I closed my eyes and completely surrendered to Vityka's hands. (Erotic stories for everyone) He kissed my shoulders, breasts, stomach, ran his tongue over my clit a couple of times, and then the gentle caresses ended. He slapped my thighs with his cock a couple of times, then hit my pussy, right on the clit. That made me twitch a little, and I got even wetter. Vityka's cock was already at the entrance to my cave, but he wasn't in a hurry. With his member, he smeared my wetness over my thighs, lips, clit, and stomach. Having played enough, he thrust into me and pierced me to the end in one go. I inhaled but couldn't exhale; fire spread through my body and my moan pierced the silence.

Vitya entered me quickly and hard, hitting my cervix every time; to be honest, it wasn't a pleasant feeling. I tried to slow him down a bit, but he started fucking me even harder, squeezing my hands painfully. I no longer felt anything but pain and just obediently waited for it all to end. The end didn't keep me waiting; Vitya came on my stomach. He slapped my ass a couple of times, pulled on his underwear, gathered his things, and left without even looking at me. Behind him came a satisfied grandpa with a smile from ear to ear, and I burst into tears. Everything was so awful! Not only was grandpa an old pervert, but he didn't even try to stop the man who was painfully fucking his granddaughter. The neighbor, who didn't care that a living, fragile girl was lying beneath him. I spent the night without sleep, thinking over my stupid act and packing my things. In the morning, I left on the first bus home, promising myself that I would never let myself be manipulated again and never give myself into the beastly paws of men.