- Ear ring, but get out soon! - Natasha, holding a heavy travel bag in one hand, with the other hand helped her son get off the bus.

When the bus drove away, having covered mother and son with clouds of dust, Natasha let go of the baby’s hand and put the bag on the ground.

- What a heat! - she wiped sweat from her face and adjusted the cap on the child's head.

“Come on, bunny, we are almost there, the grandmother’s house is over there,” she pointed to the house standing on the edge of the village, along which a small river flowed, “now we’ll go down the road and we’ll be at the grandmother’s great-grandmothers

While they were going down to the village, Natasha looked around. The last time she was here when she was 16 years old. Now she is 25, she is married, and her son is already 4 years old. Nine years have passed, but nothing has changed. Neat rural houses huddled along the bank of the river, behind the river there are meadows with haystacks and cows, further forest, high blue sky. It seemed that time had stopped here, or it was just a small fairyland where nothing had changed from century to century.

When she pushed the gate and entered the yard, the grandmother fed the chickens. Raising her blind eyes and squinting them from the sun, she looked at them for a long time. And when she recognized Natasha, she dropped the bowl of millet and seed it to meet her.

- My girl, my sunshine! You arrived! - the old woman's eyes filled with tears, - and I thought I would die and not see my little darling!

- Grandma, why are you! You are still young! - the girl stroked the old woman on the gray head, her eyes were very weary, - we'll give you away in marriage! Granny, well, do not cry!

- Come on, my little children to the house, let's go! I have pies, berries, everything my grandmother has, let's go! In the evening, sitting on the porch of the house, Natalya nibbled on an apple and remembered how she had come when she was still small, as her grandfather was still alive. Passers-by were passing by at the house, nodding to Natasha with her head, the rumor that she had arrived had already flown around the village, and everyone, pretending to be walking, looked at what Stepanovna’s granddaughter had become.

A week has passed. Natalia already strongly tanned, swimming and basking in the sun. In the evening, she helped her grandmother with household chores, and when everyone fell asleep, she thought about her husband, who from her work could not go with them. She wanted to feel his thorny cheeks and strong hands that loved her so much. She could not sleep. The body was burning and sweating from the night heat, between the legs it became wet and hot from the memories. She got up, put on a light dress and went to the bathhouse in the yard. The bath was also a shower, a large barrel stood on the roof and basked in the sun, so you could always take a shower. She went in, took off her dress, opened the water and stood under the shower. The water was a little cool, but Natasha needed it to relieve arousal. After standing in the shower for a couple of minutes, she went to the bathhouse and sat on the still hot shelf (grandmother was heating the bath in the evening), lay back and relaxed. Opening her eyes, she took the soap and the razor. Moistening the soap, the girl spread her legs and began to soap the lips and pubis. Taking a razor, she carefully began to shave off the fluff. Shaving off all and washing off the soap, Natasha lay down on the shelf, her memories flooded with her ...

When she was 16, she and her local friend Alenka were in this very bathhouse. Having washed, they sat on a shelf and chatted, and of course about boys. They discussed local boys, Natasha told about the guys from her city, about kisses and hugs, about light, timid caresses and her desires.

Alenka jumped off the shelf, and ran into the waiting room ...

- Look what I pulled off at the elder brother! - she kept some bright magazine.

Wiping her hands on a towel, she sat down next to the shelf. It was a porn magazine, and girls from interests began to look at pictures. A few minutes later, the heat overshadowed his eyes, they were flushed and excited.

- Nataha, look what women shaved pussy, I took the machine from my brother, let's shave.

You know how cool it will be! - Alenka went and brought a razor.Sitting on the shelf, she spread her legs wide apart, soaped there and began to shave her lips. Natasha watched, fascinated, as from under the black hair, gentle pink flesh appeared.

- Inconvenient, Natah help me a little bit!

Nata sat on the shelf below, so that Alenkina's crotch was opposite her face. Gently touching the sponges, she began to shave the Alenkinas thickets. The sponges were swollen and wet with excitement. Natasha's finger inadvertently touched the clitoris, a moan broke from Alenka’s lips.

- you what? - Nat looked up - I cut you?

- No, just ... - Alain was shy, - it is very pleasant to feel your fingers, I sometimes stroke myself there, but when you touch, it just pierces me with a current.

- Like this!? - mischievous sparks appeared in Natasha's eyes, and her finger slipped over her lips.

- Yes, so! - voice Alena became hoarse.

- Yes, you're a lesbian! - Natasha splashed a scoop of Alenka's water between her legs and sat down beside her.

- No, just nice! - the girlfriend was confused, - Let me shave you too?

- Come on! Beautiful looks your pussy.

Alyona slipped on the shelf below, splashed water between the spreading legs of Natasha and began to gently soap her lips. It was really nice. Natasha leaned back and closed her eyes. She felt her fingers touch Alainina, as the machine slides on her lips. Then I felt the water that washed the soap, but did not wash the excitement. Alena was in no hurry to remove her fingers, they stroked, slid, penetrated a little bit. Natasha arched, spread her legs as wide as possible, and she did not notice how she began to moan. Then suddenly she felt something hot, soft, touched her lips. Opening her eyes, she looked down. Alena's face was between her legs, her tongue caressed her parted lips. He moved between them, then touching the clitoris, then penetrating between the lips. Alyona's hand stroked herself between the legs.

- Alena, what are you doing?

A friend raised her face wet from Natasha's moisture, her eyes were clouded.

- Natasha, forgive me for a long time I like you, you are so beautiful and ... sweet, I could not resist, forgive me! - and her lips again pressed against the lips of Natasha. Natasha leaned back and gave herself to caress, it was unusual, pleasant and new. Waves of pleasure rolled on her, her body trembling at the touch of her tongue. She lowered her hands and began to stroke her friend's hair, pressing her face between the legs more tightly ...

Natasha, shrouded in memories, began to caress herself. She rarely did this, but now far away from her husband, she was absolutely necessary. When it was all over, she took a shower once more, went into the house, climbed into bed and immediately fell asleep.

Day flowed by day. Natasha was very tanned, she liked the white stripes on her chest and belly in the twilight of the bath. Almost did not communicate with anyone, since all the old friends had left the village. Sometimes she and her son went to the club to watch a movie. The films were old, but still there was nothing to do, and so she went with pleasure. Once, watching a comedy film from the life of students, she began to remember ...

Natasha was already studying at the institute when she got married. She studied at the evening department, so there were many men around, and young and already in years. A lot of attention and suggestions fell on the girl. She loved to flirt, was sociable and cheerful, but she didn’t allow anything more because she loved her husband and was afraid that if he changed, he would learn to quit. Although sometimes it was very desirable, since she was a loving nature, and when she married a virgin, she was interested in this relationship. The most pleasant and cheerful guy was Svyatoslav. He studied in another group, but the lectures were general. They often sat together, he poured a bunch of compliments, jokes and in general it was interesting to chat with him. Moreover, he was tall and strong. Such men liked Natasha ....