Peasant Adventures

Adventures, they are called adventures for a reason, so that something happens to you, and whether it's good or bad, that's just a matter of luck.

Nina Voronovskaya was a young girl of 19 years old, living with her mother, father, and 7-year-old brother in the village of Khutornoye in the Tver region. And they lived well. The mother and father worked in the fields, their little son was growing up to be a helper. Nina, a clever and beautiful girl, was of marriageable age; boys from neighboring villages and all the local lads, young and old, would gaze at her. Modest and of simply angelic kindness, the girl was welcoming and friendly; for her agreeable character, Nina was loved by everyone around, right down to

the neighbor's mean dog, Dora. In general, peace and idyll in a simple peasant family.

Winter was coming on... It was getting dark early now, and the household chores had halved compared to the summer season. In the morning, get dressed, feed the livestock, heat the stove, and sit down to drink tea with bagels—that was about all the work. A decent amount of firewood had been stored for winter, so trips to the neighboring forest occurred exclusively as recreational activities—sledding, skiing, or hunting animals that hadn't yet gone into hibernation.

In her free time, Nina helped her brother learn to read and write; sometimes, on long winter evenings, they would all sit in the house and listen to their father's stories about biology and space. The father was a literate man; he knew some things and made up others, but it came out so smoothly that everyone sat holding their breath, waiting for the continuation.

On one such evening, the father was just telling about evolution

and humans. Nina sat by the window with a bored look; the frost drew intricate patterns on it. She traced her finger on the windowpane, but her thoughts were far, far away. — She remembered how in the summer she and the neighbor boy would run to the river, how she slipped on a stone and, as she was about to fall, felt his strong hand grab her forearm, how he sharply pulled her to him, how the forest coolness wafted over them, how his lips beckoned with a thirst for a kiss, but she didn't let him kiss her. Oh, how interesting it must be, both scary and terribly interesting... — Ninok, what are you thinking about, my dear?

— Her father's gentle eyes instantly brought her back from the heavens to earth. Oh, just thinking about biology, papa, Nina answered, slightly blushing. Alright, I feel I've tired you out, my dears. That's enough, everyone, time for bed—march to your beds.

Everyone dispersed around the house, each to their own corner. After kissing her parents and brother, Nina retired to her room. She prayed before the icon, blew out the candle, and lay down. But sleep wouldn't come. Devilish thoughts crept into her head that night with triple force. Again, the image of the neighbor boy surfaced in her mind, only her brain stubbornly refused to stop at the memory and began to fantasize. Nina crossed herself—it didn't help.

And now the neighbor boy was roughly pressing his lips onto hers, pushing her onto the grass, strong male hands began to wander under her sarafan... Pictures flashed in her consciousness with incredible vividness and force, heat rushed to her lower abdomen, it was getting hotter and hotter under the blanket. Nina, as a decent girl, should have struggled and called for help, but nature took its course; strong male hands were already where they shouldn't be, a moan escaped her chest, disheveled Nina breathed deeper and faster... He takes the sarafan off Nina, leaving her in her underwear; waves of shame wash over her, but Nina's tormentor doesn't stop, he takes all her clothes off, hastily pulling off his own shirt at the same time...

They rise early in the village, so by 9 a.m. Nina, already tired from her chores, was sitting chatting with her mother in the kitchen. — Ninok, your father and I were thinking, Leshka Tuvynsky has had his eye on you for a long time, he seems like a good lad, maybe you'll take a liking to him, eh? — Nina choked on her tea. //What Leshka, what wedding, I haven't even gone for walks with anyone, ugh, what will they think of next// — Maminka, what suitors, look how much work there is //if only she'd leave me alone// — Well, alright, Ninushka, it's true, we've been sitting around too long..

Nina's day passed in worldly cares, it grew dark, and her father, who had left at midday for the neighboring village, hadn't returned. This rarely happened with him, but the family decided not to worry prematurely; maybe he's driving slowly because about 40 centimeters of snow had fallen, and moving around even within the village was extremely difficult. porn stories Everyone was restless, but then the familiar barking of the dog was heard, meaning all was well, meaning he had returned. The father arrived not in a very good mood and, without explaining anything, sent everyone off to bed.

Nina couldn't sleep again that night. She lay on the bed with her eyes open and thought, when suddenly some rustling sound caught her attention, followed by hesitant tapping on the window frame. Nina jumped up on the bed and ran to the window. Below the window stood Mari, her favorite girlfriend. A tomboy, a tough girl, she always evoked admiration in the kind and sweet Nina. Brown eyes, a short haircut, thin but extremely lively. Mari was 18 years older than Nina, but despite this fact, they were the best of friends.

— Come on, crawl out!

— Have you gone crazy, it's one in the morning!

— Ninel, don't grumble, come out, there's something to do! It's cold waiting for you out here — Mari's eyes burned with a conspiratorial spark. You can bet she's up to something.

The spirit of adventure was in Nina's blood, though she didn't often admit it to herself. But she couldn't refuse Mari, and didn't want to, to be honest.

— Okay, I'll be out in 5 minutes.

Quickly getting dressed, Nina silently slipped into the hallway and then went outside. The snow crunched underfoot, the full moon was shining. Everyone at home was asleep.

She went around the corner of the house, where her friend was waiting. Hi, my dear! Nina was enveloped by a familiar, dear scent; hugging tightly, the friends sat down on a bench.

— Have you heard what they're saying about the forest?

— No! //Her father in a bad mood, having returned from the forest, immediately came to mind... Do you know?

— Yes, they say some robber has settled in the forest, or maybe a whole gang of them, committing robberies and assaults. I think it's rumors, but we need to check!

— You're crazy! Mari, how does such recklessness even enter your head?

— Nina, well, you can't warm your sides by the stove all your life, and you know about my heightened sense of justice, especially with my character, marriage and children are definitely not in the cards for me, and twisting cows' tails my whole life isn't part of my plans. But this might be my chance, we'll track down the criminals, hand them over to the district police, I know how to shoot, and then wow, I'll become famous, we'll live it up!

And Mari's eyes sparkled and her cheeks burned, and in the frost she looked wonderfully beautiful… Nina, as

if enchanted, looked at her friend..

— You're so brave, and strong! I love you so much! — Nina blurted out in one breath, moved closer, and reached for Mari's cheek for a kiss. And then something unexpected happened; Mari took Nina's hand, pulled her close, and kissed her. Something animalistic began to rise inside, and she so wanted the hot kiss to continue…

Mari stood up from the bench and pulled Nina by the hand, they started walking… Come on, let's go, bright sparks burned in her eyes.

And both girls disappeared into the embrace of the night..

They had to walk through the vegetable gardens to the outskirts, but given the small size of the village, the journey didn't take them much time. Nina looked in bewilderment at the old barn stuffed with hay… The moon was shining and January snow began to fall… Lord, how beautiful… Her heart pounded inside in a languid and sweet anticipation. Mari fussed with the lock for a short while and slipped inside.

— Come on, Nina, let's go!

And Nina stepped inside more boldly. The hay was piled up to the ceiling; the barn belonged to some neighbors who were probably away; only God knows where Mari got the key..

In the dark, Nina lost sight of her friend for a moment, but suddenly someone pulled her close. They fell into the hay… Mari, having taken off her sheepskin coat, remained in her home clothes and began to take off the enchanted Nina's outer garments. Undressing alternated with hot kisses, first on the lips, then on the neck; Mari stroked Nina's breasts, squeezing them under her sarafan. Blood rushed to her lower abdomen, spreading waves of arousal throughout her body..

— You want it, I know… You want it and you're afraid, I'm here, I'll teach you..

Nina closed her eyes and only moaned; her friend pulled the sarafan off her, leaving Nina in her underwear… Mari slipped her hands under Nina's blouse, felt her swollen breasts; massaging one with her hands and biting the other, she brought Nina to a semi-faint state, but it was still early. Mari moved lower, to her stomach, then even lower… Nina instinctively clenched her legs, but it was already useless to resist… Mari went down further, spread Nina's legs apart, and began kissing the inside of her thighs to raise the level of arousal. Nina grabbed handfuls of hay and breathed noisily; moans kept escaping her chest… And Mari felt the fragile body of her friend in her power… How sweet Nina was there… how virginal… The sensations from her friend's slightly rough tongue were cosmic… And Mari caressed her deeper and faster, holding her legs with her hands so Nina wouldn't squirm, looking at her and teasing… drawing the sign of infinity with her tongue inside, now increasing, now slowing the pace; Mari felt the final spasm and, sharply inserting three fingers into Nina there, felt the muscle contractions… orgasm… It washed over her head and made her lose the sensation of breathing for a couple of seconds. Nina lay there, opening and closing her eyes. Mari lay down beside her. Embraced her..

— Did you like it?

— Mari, that was… //what to say? wonderful? magical? you can't even find the words//

Stars shone through the holey roof.

— Still, it wouldn't be a bad idea to visit the forest — Mari said, breaking the ringing silence. Get ready, it'll be dawn soon!

Two female silhouettes almost silently left the barn, locking the bolt behind them, and headed straight along the trodden path to the forest. It wasn't far to walk; the moon illuminated the path, the snow crunched underfoot.

— Mari, what if there are wolves or wild boars? — Nina asked in a trembling voice.

— What wild boars, they were all shot long ago, and I have a sawed-off shotgun and a knife with me — calm, just calm. We'll observe and leave, I promise you.

Nina walked as if enchanted through the night forest behind Mari. Suddenly she stopped.

— Look, do you see the campfire — over there in the distance — that's them. I know for sure. Let's get closer!

— Are you crazy, what if they notice, they might even start shooting, I'm not going. We've looked, that's enough, what a stupid idea, and why did I even agree to this!

— Well, as you wish, Mari dropped and moved forward.

Nina stood for a couple of minutes in thought, but curiosity got the better of her. And she slowly followed her friend. They approached as close as possible and hid behind trees.

The following scene opened up before them — two young men, dressed in fur skins, were roasting meat over a fire. Laughing and talking about something. It was impossible not to notice their good looks. The firelight illuminated their silhouettes; one was a brunette, the second a blond, with rather pleasant features.

But before the girls could properly examine the objects of their observation, they heard the crack of branches behind them. At enormous speed, a wild boar was charging at them, a real enraged wild boar. All that was left was to scream and scatter. The next moment, Nina fell from a blow and lost consciousness.

Nina came to lying on a bed in a completely unfamiliar room. Her head didn't hurt. For some reason, she was wearing different clothes. This was all strange, not just strange, simply indescribable. Where is Mari, what happened to her, were her first thoughts. Nina quickly jumped off the bed and ran to the door. Forgetting about caution and means of self-defense, she ran into the kitchen, and it was empty. Muffled thuds came from outside, as if someone was chopping wood. Nina went out into the yard and stopped. A young man of unseen beauty was chopping wood in just a shirt. She watched him as if enchanted.

— You're up already? How did you sleep?

— Who are you, where is Mari?

— So many questions, sweetie, before Nina could come to her senses, he was next to her and practically pinned her against the wall with his massive frame. She's fine, she's with Oleg. Haven't you figured it out yet, that it was all a setup?

— What was all? How so? But I…

— He covered Nina's mouth with his palm… Shhh… be quiet..

Lord, how pleasant he smelled. And how strong his hands were.

Nina's thoughts were already heading in the wrong direction; her brain stubbornly resisted and suggested she should run, but her body took over. A wave of arousal rose slowly, covering and sweeping away everything in its path. He greedily pressed his lips to her neck… Nina stopped breathing for a second, then he pushed the door open and they were back in the kitchen.