A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 4 A Tale of Three Cities Part I
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October, 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden “First thing, I haven’t been to bed with him. I wouldn’t feel right doing that unless I had spoken to you about it first.” “Do you want to do that?” “I don’t know. Maybe. He’s a pretty decent guy and I enjoy being with him. But right now, I like being with you more. It’s difficult. I know you are leaving in nine months, and I’ll only see you once every three or four weeks, and that I could see him every day, but I don’t want to end what you and I have...
September 1979 — Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden On Monday morning, the first day of school, I began the routine that would last until the first day below freezing — I jogged, showered, dressed, ate breakfast, then walked to the bus stop. I met Freda there, and she introduced me to two friends of hers who were in the same grade she was but at different schools. Pavel was a Russian immigrant who had been in Sweden for four years, and Åke who was Swedish. They were both in their last year of High...
May 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden On Saturday, I chatted with Lotta again while Katt and Mikael skated. Her mood had not improved, but I didn’t expect it to. Mikael would be leaving her in four weeks, and there really wasn’t anything I could say that would help her. I picked up my book to read but kept one eye on her. She kept her gaze on Mikael and Katt. When I saw tears run down her cheeks, I put my book down. “Lotta, slide over closer to me.” She did, and I put my arm around her, like a...
July, 1979 — On the shore of Hjälmsjön, Örkelljunga, Sweden We picked up Pia a few minutes after 8:00am on Sunday morning and drove the hour or so to the cottage on Hjälmsjön. The cottage was small, with two small bedrooms, a single larger room with a sofa and a small dining table, a galley kitchen, and a small bathroom. We dropped our bags in the left bedroom and Rolf and Sinikka put their things in the right. I noticed that there was no TV in the cottage, which was just fine with me. Rolf...
July 1980, Göteborg/Hovås, Sweden When I arrived home, the house was empty because everyone was at the station meeting Peter’s train. I went to my room and wrote in my journal. I was still very conflicted about what I’d done with Sofia and wasn’t sure that I’d made the right decision for me. I had certainly done the right thing for her, and maybe that was the proper way to judge my actions. About an hour later, I heard the front door open and went upstairs to meet Peter Jonsson for the...
July 1979 — Stockholm and Helsingborg, Sweden I awoke to a knock at the bedroom door. I was disoriented by the room, the time, and how light it was. It quickly came back to me where I was, and a look at the clock told me it was 7:00am. Lars stuck his head in the room and let me know that breakfast was in about ten minutes, but I had time to shower and dress. I quickly did that and then went to breakfast. When I sat down at the table, I found a bowl of what looked like yogurt at my place,...
August 1979 — Helsingborg and Hovås, Sweden My last night in Helsingborg was spent with Pia. We both wanted to make love, but she got her period the day before. If she had asked me to make love, I would have, but she didn’t ask. Instead, we lay in bed cuddling. We were both sad about parting, though I was excited about the next stage of my adventure. “Once I get settled, I’ll call you,” I said. “Then we can make plans. School starts the first week in September, so hopefully I can visit one...
Not sure why I get so distracted by all the boring things in life because really - uninhibited, kinky sex is so much better than 98% of the rest of the things that occupy my time. And its fat and calorie free, too.Anyway, I’ve gone months and months without engaging in any kind of fun. I haven’t had any adventures or stories to share, no perverse tales to tell. While my lawn looks great, my sex life has been barren. So I finally decided to reassess my priorities - seriously, my dick needs more...
February/March 1980, Hovås/Göteborg/Helsingborg, Sweden At 10:00am, I walked down to the bus stop. I was going to be a bit early, but the buses ran more limited schedules on Sunday. I arrived at the ice rink about a half hour early, retrieved my skates from the locker, and slowly skated some laps around the rink. While I was skating, I wondered about Kat and what it was she wanted. She had flirted pretty heavily, but I wasn’t sure if it was just flirting to have fun or flirting because she...
May 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden Sitting in class on Monday, May 5, it dawned on me that I had just a month of school left, which meant a month left with Katt before she moved to the US. Two weeks after school was out, I’d head to Abisko, north of the Arctic Circle, for a week. I’d visit Stockholm for a few days on my return trip, and then I’d have less than ten days before I had to be in Copenhagen to fly home. I’d made the arrangements with YFU so that my Abisko return would route me...
I met Pia a couple of years ago when I was out with friends at a transgendered night club in London. Originally she was born in Finland but she has lived in London now for several years. Her looks are typically Scandinavian with platinum blonde hair and a beautiful, friendly smile. Although I had never had sex with her or seen her naked, I could tell that she has a lovely, shapely body. After chatting with her I discovered that she is bisexual and really only interested in meeting other woman...
September 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden After my short nap, I took a bit of time to collect my thoughts before I called the girls. As I was doing that, Suzana came in to my room. “Are you OK?” she asked. “Yes, I’m a little better now, thanks. I’m sad, but I think I’ll be OK,” I sighed. “I need to call my sister and my two friends who knew about this and let them know.” “Some people knew about this?” “Yes, people who I could trust not to tell my parents.” “Including your little...
March 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden The next week flew by and on Friday, I went straight to Katt’s house from school. I actually arrived a few minutes before she did and sat on the front step because her parents weren’t home from work. Katt came up the walk, and we kissed. “No skating on Friday afternoons?” “No. I traded that for being able to see you a few weeks ago! Otherwise, I’d go straight to the rink from school and be there until 7:00pm.” “Wow. That makes for really long days!” “It...
I wake up to my alarm on my phone, blaring into my ear. "BRRRRING BRRRINGG... BRRRRING BRRRRING" "WAKE THE FUCK UP PIA! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE" I check the time on my phone... It's 7.30am. Fuck. We need to be at the airport by 9 at the latest so we don't miss our flight I jump out of bed, put on my dressing gown and run straight to the bathroom and twist the doorknob. It's locked. "Hurry up! Who's in there?!" "It's me, can't you wait!" That's my sister, Ashlee (or Ash),...
We were without doubt two Scandinavian beauties, two young girls with clear skin and long tresses of blond hair, separated by two years in age, both long limbed and physically athletic, sweet smelling and tomboyish to behold, two girls in the care of their divorced father, borne from a woman known for her sexual exploits with other men, a father with a hatred for his cuckoldress wife and her beautiful daughters.My sister Pia was changing, her body that is. I was envious of her breasts, her...
Petulant Pia Copyright Mind Imperator 2005. All Rights Reserved. Part One "So you Treasure your Nipple?" I have decided to take you for a while to the Château d´Eperonin the region of Reims. The owners are friends there from my time in Paris. They are also in the hierarchyof the commissariat and I share some leisure interests with them. Our car pulls up along the stable-flanked gravel entrance road, in front ofthe oaken main door. Getting out, you notice a fishpond full of large yellowcarp...
January 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden After Pia returned to Helsingborg, I started to get back into my regular routine. On Friday, Anders dropped me at the ice rink on the way to work. Johanna, Mikael, and Kat were not there, so I skated laps and practiced what Johanna had taught me. Åke skated over when I was done and told me he thought I’d really improved and he suggested that I think about showing up during the times when the rink was reserved for “unorganized” hockey, when anyone who...
July 1980, Over the North Atlantic We reached cruising altitude, and I settled back to read my book. Pam raised the armrest between us, snuggled close to me and read as well. The cabin crew offered drinks, and I had my first Coke in a year! Meal service began about an hour and a half into the flight. After the cabin crew picked up the trays and offered drinks again, they passed once more, offering headsets for the movie. Trevor and Maria took them, but Pam and I didn’t, instead we turned on...
December 1979, Stockholm, Sweden The door to the room opened. Karin came in wearing her nightgown. She shut the door and climbed back into bed with me. “Karin?” “Yes, Steve?” “Did we?” “Yes, we did,” she said, sounding very happy. “Oh my God!” I gasped. “I thought you were Birgit! I’m so sorry!” “It’s fine. It is what Birgit wanted. It’s what you wanted. It’s what I wanted.” “You were a virgin!” I protested. “Oh, God, Karin, I took your virginity!” “No, Steve. I gave it to you....
March 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden I woke early as usual, but just enjoyed being in bed with Katt. When she woke, she hopped out of bed and pulled a robe out of her closet and handed it to me. “There’s a spare toothbrush in the bathroom. Go have your shower, then we’ll have breakfast after I have my shower.” I quickly showered and brushed my teeth, and went back to Katt’s room. She went to shower and came back a few minutes later. She dressed, and I got a very good look at her sexy body...
March 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden I walked into the house and went straight to my room to put on sweatpants and a Team Sweden hockey jersey I had bought. They were way more comfortable for being around the house than anything else I could wear, except perhaps shorts, but it was too cold for that. I picked up the phone and dialed Jennifer’s number. Her mom answered and called her to the phone. “Hey, Steve!” “Hi, Jen! How are you?” “Good, except for missing you.” “I miss you too, but...
You should read this before reading the story'Hi Pia here again, as you know I am Mariel's teenage daughter, with a view to writing erotic stories, from my own idea's of what sex is like, something we teenage girls do a lot of is fantasize sexually.I have discovered since looking over this site the joys of masturbation, and the following story is based on my own minds ability to create a visual imagery, where I imagine myself insitu, waiting and enticing the man to fuck me, as the prostitute...
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June 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden When I arrived home, I changed into my trunks and went into the sauna. I wasn’t surprised when Suzana came in a few minutes later. She had joined me as often as possible the past few weeks. “I see you didn’t come home last night!” Suzana smirked. “Yeah, I spent the night at Elizabeth’s.” “I thought you guys were just friends. What happened?” “We are just friends and we’ll always be friends. A few months ago, we realized we really wanted each other. We...
July 1980, Göteborg/Hovås, Sweden It was early Wednesday evening when I arrived back in Hovås for one more week, after which I’d be heading to Helsingborg to see Pia. From there, I’d go home to Milford. I called Pia to confirm my arrival on Wednesday around noon and let her know that I had to be on the train to Copenhagen at 10:00am. We’d have lunch with the Anderbergs then spend the rest of the time at her family’s apartment. I spoke to Anders and Eva and they said the only thing they had...
July 1980, Milford, Ohio We arrived at Jennifer’s house to find it empty. “Dad’s at work and Mom’s out shopping. She’ll be home for dinner.” “So, what did you have in mind? We have a lot to catch up on.” “Sex and talking! I prefer sex first! It’s been a year since I was with you last!” “I did promise to fuck you silly, if I recall correctly! In every possible way; and no hole left untouched.” “You did. But you know what? Right now, I just want you to make love to me. Like the very first...
Most of you know me, Mariel, and for years I have mentioned my daughter, the precarious and wonderfully uplifting Pia.Teens are not blank canvases for your fantasies, as many writers try to convey in their stories, yes they can and some will allow that extra step, but more for their own curiosity, than the man's pleasure, but when put together, they are both the same, as from my own experience, I wanted to see the man cum because of who I was, just as much as he wanted to put his seed into...
October, 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden For once, I slept longer than my partner. I woke to Sofia’s gentle nudging, telling me that it was time for breakfast. We quickly dressed and went to the table to join the rest of the family. There was some light conversation and Mr. Katsaros seemed a bit more relaxed, but still uncomfortable. I wondered what his reactions would be when he discovered Sofia and I were just friends. When breakfast was finished, we went back to Sofia’s room, and I packed...
October, 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden On Monday, when I walked up the steps of the school, Annie was waiting for me. “Hi!” she said brightly. “Hi,” I said. She put her arm in mine and walked me to class. She’d never done anything like that before. I had no idea what could have caused this change. Something must have happened at the party after I had started drinking. But what? I’d have to talk to Bengt and see if he’d noticed anything. After Math class, I had to leave right away to go to...
November, 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden “«Steve, Jag skäms över vad vi gjorde!»” Annie had said. Those words rang in my ears like the pealing of church bells. Annie was ashamed. It wasn’t just regret, it was shame. With all the girls I’d been with, with all the virgins among them, there had never been regret immediately after the fact, and any regret that did come was based on a sequence of events, not just from having sex, and was understandable. For example, I regretted having sex with...
June 1980, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden The last week of school was busy with final exams and goodbyes. On Friday, there were hugs and handshakes and general well-wishes. I took quite a few pictures, and many were taken of me. Much to my surprise, at the end of the day, a cake was brought out and my classmates sang «Ja, må han leva!» to me. Nearly every girl in the class kissed me on the cheek, including Annie, which surprised me. The big surprise was the soft, gentle kiss on the lips from...
August 1979 — Hovås, Sweden On Monday, Anders and Eva went back to work. They had shifted their vacations from their normal full month of August to three weeks in July and one in August because of the exchange program. They were getting ready to leave when I left to jog and hit the golf course. I had the house to myself because Patrick was with friends, while Suzana and Pernilla were at their cousin’s house for the day. Sofia and Petra arrived just before 1:00pm, wearing T-shirts, shorts,...
November/December, 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden On Monday when I showed up at the ice rink, I saw the regular hockey skaters, Åke, Per, and Johan, and greeted them as I usually did. Talking with them, I had discovered they all played for the same junior hockey team in Västra Frölunda and all hoped to play in the Elite Series. They skated each morning for about an hour before their regular practice started, which is when I had to leave the ice. Katrina and Mikael, the ice dancers, weren’t...
Do you have Private Internet Access (PIA)? I know many people are pretty fucking surprised to learn how often their Internet use is being spied on by bosses, apps, baristas, oppressive regimes, your wife and even your internet service provider. If you don’t believe me, I guess you’ve never gotten an ad for dick-sucking machines moments after asking your buddy if he’s ever tried a dick-sucking machine. (Speaking of dick-sucking devices, your mom wanted me to tell you to clean your...
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Charlie had positioned himself behind me and was rubbing his huge penis glans over my bung hole. I whimpered as his huge member probed my outer anal muscle ring till it parted and admitted his head to enter my neither region. I begged 'please, don't do me like this, please don't,' Charlie growled 'bitch, you just swallowed my cousins seed, I'm gonna breed this ass pussy, you ain't sucking me dry till I seed your ass.' Charlie pulled his penis back and slid more into me, I gripped the mattress...
I looked at Claude's crotch and saw that he was stroking a monster of a penis, Joseph grabbed my feet and Brad held my hands. Claude crawled over my butt and bust my sloppy bung hole wide open with his enormous penis. I cried out all to no avail, Claude grunted and slammed his penis up in my butt without mercy for all of 20 minutes. With a growl deep from with in, Claude erupted a flood of semen that flushed out from around the massive shaft that filled my anus. With each throb of his penis...
After Bra had left, I filled the tub with warm water and slid down into it. My butt hole was swollen and painful to the touch, the tissue had traces of blood. After I had bath, I dried off and went into my folks room to find something to soothe my aching bung hole. I found some petroleum jelly and smeared a generous amount in and around my tender puckering bung hole. A glance in the mirror told me that it was a bright reddish color and hurt like hell. It was late Wednesday as my folks and I...
For a ... For a recap of the story so far read Curious pt1, and yes I know I have bad punctuation and grammar CURIOUS PT2 By Dake9872 8:05! The clock radio read. There we go! After pinching myself and slapping myself for five minutes it looked like I wasn't dreaming. I really was Brooke Morgan; I felt exactly what beautiful women felt like to touch, from the long hair and killer figure, to the boobs and clit. Hopefully Brooke wasn't me. I mean going to bed Esmeralda and waking...
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June/July 1980, Stockholm, Sweden Karin looked confused for a moment. Then I saw understanding in her eyes. Then her eyes went wide in realization of the implication of what I had just said. “But Steve, you can’t make love with your sister!” “Karin, not only can I, I feel that I have to. I don’t think I have a choice. Until I do, I have no future.” “Steve, listen to what you are saying! And what about her? What is she going to say?” “She wants it,” I said. “She’s wanted it since she was...
July 1979 — Falkenberg, Sweden On Friday, when I got back from my run, Pam was in her bra and panties again. I whistled at her, she giggled, then finished dressing. I showered, and we went to breakfast and finished up our last day. Once class was done, we were pretty much free. On Saturday, we’d have several optional activities and then on Sunday we’d head back to our host families. After dinner on Friday, I took Pam’s hand and we walked towards the river. It was quiet and peaceful, and...