Swedish Fish Part 2
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As already said in my first episode, I wanted to better learn Swedish. So I put again a small notice in the next bigger supermarket. The first mail came from my first Swedish teacher wishing me good luck and that they are always there to help. Next mail came from a lady in her forties.We met in the Mc Donalds in the evening as she was working during the day. She was nice but not too feminine to distract me from learning. She had a rather dark voice, was tall and slim and well dressed. She had...
I liked winter break. There were a lot fewer students on campus, and as a grad student, that meant I could get a lot more work done. My friend Graham and I were both biochemistry majors and the quiet month meant we could both focus on our projects. We shared an apartment off campus but we rarely saw each other these days. So it wasn't unusual for me to hear Graham stagger in at 3 AM. I just rolled over and went back to sleep. What was unusual was the note and little brown bag he...
Swedish Fish- Part 3 I fell back into the pattern of watching the women gyrating on the stage at Hobnobs. I found myself wishing that could be me up there, rubbing my sweaty body against theirs, the eyes of a hundred men trained on me, desiring me, all while I got myself off touching and being touched by another woman. I glanced over at Brenda and she was as transfixed as I was. I wished that she and I were up there, tongues and fingers working their magic while the crowd...
I first got into techno music when I was twenty. I’m kind of uptight so it was a huge surprise to me that when Laird took me to this basement techno show in Allston I was totally into it. Laird was my boyfriend for about six weeks. He was like ten years older than me and his car smelled like mold but that’s not why we broke up. We broke up because he was sexually repressed and I was twenty and just wanted to fuck all the time. He was also a Scientologist but I didn’t really care about that. I...
FetishHi ya all, this is my first story on this site, but firstly I must say thank you to all those of you who have written and given me the encouragement to do mine. Anyway here goes. My name is Jay I’m 29 yrs old and live in London, UK. I have lived here all my life. Over the last few years I have decided to go into the property market and thank god it has done well. One of the properties that I own is a two bedroom flat that I was looking for tenants for. A Swedish girl by the name of Dani...
If you are new to my stories; all of the events described are true events that happened to me. Some of the detailed have been changed to protect the guilty. I write these stories to document my change from a shy virgin to a Dom. BBC Bull. At the time I was living in a small boring town. Most of my coworkers were married. I often traveled to Las Vegas on weekends because it was only a few hours away. I had one other coworker who was also single. He often would come with me down to Vegas. We both...
Chapter 19 Meanwhile back in New Mexico at Camelot: Miles and Kristen are in the midst of yet another therapy session. Miles has hypnotized Kristen and used a technique known as regression. This technique allows him to tap into her subconscious mind and he is able to retrieve her raw memories. Miles’ hope is to piece together who Kristen really is, then help her map out an escape from the catatonic state that she lives in on a daily basis. Unbeknownst to Kristen, she has yet...
I was entering Torquay after my Swedish ex Charlotte contacted me online explaining she was feeling down and that she had missed me after all the years that had passed. It had been several years and I never forgot her tiny petite frame, shoulder-length blonde hair, bright blue eyes, athletic figure, small juicy boobs and intense high sex drive. We met at a hotel bar just on the outskirts in the evening. I walked into the bar and Lotta was wearing a skintight black lacy dress that shower off her...
- 3Follow you to your room, I said, why of course, thanks to the mix up with the air lines, we both have penthouse suites, so we might as well enjoy their splendor together. The last lady was on the elevator with us, my cock was now semi hard again but still between her ass, she loved it, the thrill, the tease, I guess even the hunt if you think about it. I guess the lady must have noticed something or smelt the aroma of sex in the air as she became uncomfortable, Mariel noticed this and said...
Hi Indian sex stories readers, I am Raj, 24 from Chennai. This is the sequel to my previous story of “Massaging my friend’s sister”. I am glad for your responses for my previous story. As I said in the previous story, I finished massaging priya and left her place without an happy ending which she was expecting. The entire next four days passed without any reply from her even when I texted hi. I was confused as well as worried thinking that did I go little extra that day. So I decided to pay a...
I was 17. School had been out for some time and I had been travelling with friends. Four of us Island hopping round Greece. All hoping to score with some tanned temptress but none of us getting anywhere near it. I was a seventeen year old virgin. Worse, I’d never been kissed. In fact I’d never really got past awkward conversation with girls. God I’d fancied a few. I’d rubbed myself raw on a few nights thinking about girls I’d seen but never had the courage to make a move. Greece was going to be...
Gay MaleWe arrived after a 30 minute car ride direct from the airport, to where we stood, outside our hotel, our home for the next three nights.We checked in and were shown to our room, having decided to share to save on costs, 'Leaves more to spend on booze', laughed my friend Louise, 'not to mention German Sausage', she continued, her eyes sparkling with naughtiness, and somehow I suspected her keenness to have these few days together, lay alongside her flippant remark, about 'German Sausage', a term...
I sat watching a guy masturbate on the bus ride to the airport, from the city centre, in Tokyo.I was in uniform with some of my fellow stewardesses, all Swedish girls, and we were walking around the shopping area at TCAT, and that was when I first saw him.I went for a newspaper and he was browsing the magazines, and was holding a French edition, showing full sexual content, as the Japanese magazines, blotted out the sex organs, and as I passed behind him, the picture showed two blonds working...
Showtime! All of the crew had left except a well-known Swedish Tv personality doing the introductions and a woman doing the filming and then ‘me’ the so called photographer and critical client. The models had arrived earlier but were getting ready in another trailer in the back and I hadn’t seen them yet, except from the corner of my eye a bit further away when some occasionally came out for a smoke. Anneli finally sat down next to me and reassured me that all the people who are now here,...
Nils and Matilda is a married couple in their early 30s who lives in Karlstad, Sweden. Nils works in a bank as an analyst and although she studied Swedish philology, Matilda doesn't have a regular job. She gives private lessons to the foreigners who lives in Karlstad. The local soccer team of Karlstad had transferred an American conditioner Malik Chembemwu for practicing the new and modern training methods. Malik's parents were originally from Nigeria. He had worked in the US for his all life...
Music, lights, I got up and set my camera up on the tripod, charger on, focused to the stage. Tuva came walking towards us totally relaxed and sat down. I saw the models lined up behind a curtain near the stage now and the Tv lady started her presentation and explaining what we were about to see. I could not understand Swedish much, but I noticed she did it with a lot of fun and enthusiasm in her voice, some winking and being flirtatious towards us and she had changed her clothes just before...
Took me a while to be able to get back on my feet, but after a refreshing swim I walked up to the sauna to see, if I could start it up. An easy job of course, a wood burning sauna, and the fire wood was provided. It heated up not only the oven but also a connected water tank so you could have hot water to wash. An electric switch turned on the pump in order to get cold fresh water from the well to fill up the tank and use it to wet the sauna stones. A camp fire place outside to cook up some...
Just as I was enjoying a cup of coffee, with an after dinner liqueur, I heard a car stop nearby and one of the girls came out, “It’s me, don’t bother to dress, but whenever you are ready, come on over for a drink, we love to have you.” I told her, that I would be over there shortly, after I had cleaned up the dishes. I was looking forward to this, I came here wanting to be alone, but now I was looking forward to their company. I wasn’t thinking about sex, not yet at least. It was just a...
A little while later, sun high in the sky by now, I woke up and looked towards the sea, the first thing I saw, -again-, was my cock up and pointed the way to were the sun was. I needed to take a leak but I did not feel like getting up and walking to the smelly toilet shack further away. My sex life previously included some watersports and I had renewed interest in it and I decided to just let it go as I was, in the chair, and letting my cock decide where it would let it splash down. Hands...
I had been many places in my military travels. Seven European countries, Canada, Mexico, Panama, Honduras, Guatemala, Columbia and Brazil. Nothing in the Pacific. And I had always longed to visit Russia and the Scandinavian countries. I had just retired, after ending a 30 year marriage and it seemed like a good time to get away for awhile. My travel agent strives to save money and I had landed in a Swedish town I could not pronounce. I had eaten a lavish meal of meat I could not identify,...
It was now day three of my holidays. I just couldn't believe my luck. Two consecutive threesomes and a chance to explore my bi sexual side. Today Inga and Sven had hired an open top jeep and invited me for a trip up to Mount Teide. The north side of Tenerife is a contrast to the south. Separated by the Mountain the terrain to the North is lush and verdant, but the south arid and volcanic, full of concrete buildings and sex mad drunken holidaymakers.Why would anyone want to go there? Sex, I...
BisexualWe lay together and kissed and talked. The intense sex between us had freed up our conversation. Johann talked about his successes with girls. He had experience of sex with two girls. One of them had given him blowjobs (not as good as mine he said). The other was a romance that lasted for 6 months but sex had been awkward and occasional. He had rarely thought about boys except once with a friend when they had got drunk and his friend had tried to come on to him but he had freaked out and said...
Gay MaleI had a job working for a major news company and was sent to a small town in Sweden to report on the waves of refugees immigrating from Africa and the Middle East. It was a small fishing village on the coast, probably 8,000 inhabitants. It had some of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. It was an old town, very old, and rumor had it that the vikings had used it as one of their major ports and brought all of their beautiful hostages there from all over Europe. After copulating with them...
InterracialIndru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
GLORYHOLEI'd love to be in a booth with a woman while she does her thing to all of those unidentified cocks! I have taken my wife to a local porn theater and made her take off her bra and pantyhose. She was wearing a very short skirt so hiking that up was no problem. I had her unbutton her blouse so the guys in the row we were sitting in could see her tits. They would move close to her and in the beginning she would panic but I held her there and told her to settle down and go with the flow....
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Part 1Well, this is it. A while now i was thinking of writing a story, and i guess that time is now.I post my story here, and not in the blog. Due to the fact that is’t a true story, it happend to me a few years ago… over 15 to be exact…but i still remeber it as if it happend yesterday. One last thing, if you’r not into medical stuff, you probably won't get much of a kick out of it, but for those out there who do, just like me, here it is…When i was 19 years old, i was going to nursing school...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
I love going to the local movie theater. my husband and i will go at a time that is not to crowded. normally there are a few couples there. we sit in the middle of the theater and begin kissing ... we get a few lookers. then i will pull up my skirt ( no panties - for easy access) and sit on his dick and ride him up and down. before you know it, we have people watching and wishing. it is amazing how hot that is. some have asked to join, but we tell them no, but are welcome to watch.Me and my...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...
PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...
I had had a great two weeks backpacking around Europe, but seeing how I had gone through my money much faster than anticipated, it looked like I would have to cut my trip well short of the month I had planned. However, just outside of Stockholm, traveling toward Germany, the train passed through a small farming community and an idea struck me- if I could find work on a farm for a week or so, I could make enough to finance the re- maining week of my trip. On an impulse, as the train ...
The first sense I got in the morning was the smell of sex that was still hanging around all of us in the tent. With the four of us in the tent, that indeed was designed to hold four, no one was able to lie in the middle unfortunately. The girls were still asleep, my cock was up before I was, I had noticed, which was a good sign for a middle aged man like me I guess. I was spooning with the girl next to me, because of the reasonable temperature, the sleeping-bags were not zipped up, anyway,...
“Just stand there, hands on your back, look serious and let go as you are and you will do great!” Anneli yelled at me. I jumped on stage, protruded along the edge, smiling as models do, the alcohol had helped, and that’s for sure! I paraded like an Egyptian king, with my face looking sideways at the audience. Applause, I turned like a Robot, hands on my back, chest forward belly, sucked in, my dickhead showing its head from above the pouch by now, a bit of concentration, and hopefully not...
I had found my way to a lazy lawn chair, while the ladies were trying to suck my load of sperm from the model’s mouth and Tuva trying to suck all my piss from Ulrika’s pussy and from the corner of my eye I saw that Ulrika started to let go of her own piss, soaking Tuva even more and another lady getting in on the fun as well. What a sight! I was out, my lights went out for a while, maybe trying to study the insight of my eyelids, until sometime later I was woken up by the smell of coffee...
I slept like a log in my new ‘home away from home’. Satisfied, relaxed, empty-headed, a bit hungry and with a piss hardon, I had woken up the next day, (or the same day but hours later) I had no sense of time, nor did I care. I opened the tent, and after a short battle with the zipper, still unable to focus, stepping outside, when I realized I was still stark naked. Just as I turned around to head back in to put on some clothes, I figured what the point was anyway. No one near to see me and...
The next day was quite uneventful, we all rested, and caught up on reading and sleeping, checking emails and I did my clothes washing at the sauna place. I also took a trip to the nearby town to do some shopping, as the camping owner’s shop was for emergencies only for like some sugar, coffee, toilet paper, some beer sometimes and matches, that was about it. I was going to treat myself to a small steak and a bbq evening on my own and keeping my hands away from my genitals the give it the well...
After breakfast the ladies got serious and started to do some morning exercises, mostly stretching where one of them took the lead and of course, I could not be left out. Funny thing to watch, seeing pussies open and close, and feeling my own genitals swaying violently with every move I made. Since it was just outside in the grass, I saw one took the lead in pissing as she was stretching and the others followed suit so I could not be left out and let go as well, which was fairly easy. While...
We woke up very late, not sure what time it was, but the sun was very high in the sky and the outside temperature was very comfortable. I got up and looked to my side, where Tuva with her beautiful tan skin, was still peacefully asleep with a smile on her face, and I noticed a dried spot of my cum next her mouth. I decided to take a swim in the sea and then see if I can take a shower at the sauna building. I was expecting Tuva to have a hangover, so, on my return I would make a hearty...
After a few hours, something woke me up, a noise, a push and a shove, it felt like. I thought I was dreaming, and continued to sleep. I was dreaming that someone was giving me a blow job, I was hard. I turned my self on my back to give my cock some space and opened my eyes for a moment, and then realized I wasn’t dreaming, I had looked straight into the eyes of Tuva, big smile on her face, looking into my big wide open surprised eyes. “I hope you don’t mind”, she whispered, “I just had to...
Peter hade länge upplevt att han kunde snacka omkull nästan alla tjejer han ville. Visst hade han inte alltid satsat på de mest intelligenta tjejerna, men inte alltför sällan hade skapligt smarta tjejer försökt få honom i säng. Han såg bra ut, men det var knappast det som gjorde det. Egentligen visste han inte vad det var som gjorde det så lätt, men det hade alltid funkat - så varför fundera. Han utgick ifrån att det var hans sätt att prata med brudarna. Det var fredagskväll och Peter ute på...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
It was now day three of my holidays. I just couldn’t believe my luck. Two consecutive threesomes and a chance to explore my bi sexual side. Today Inga and Sven had hired an open top jeep and invited me for a trip up to Mount Teide. The north side of Tenerife is a contrast to the south. Separated by the Mountain the terrain to the North is lush and verdant, but the south arid and volcanic, full of concrete buildings and sex mad drunken holidaymakers.Why would anyone want to go there? Sex, I...
We lay together and kissed and talked. The intense sex between us had freed up our conversation. Johann talked about his successes with girls. He had experience of sex with two girls. One of them had given him blowjobs (not as good as mine he said). The other was a romance that lasted for 6 months but sex had been awkward and occasional. He had rarely thought about boys except once with a friend when they had got drunk and his friend had tried to come on to him but he had freaked out and said...
I was 17. School had been out for some time and I had been travelling with friends. Four of us Island hopping round Greece. All hoping to score with some tanned temptress but none of us getting anywhere near it. I was a seventeen year old virgin. Worse, I’d never been kissed. In fact I’d never really got past awkward conversation with girls. God I’d fancied a few. I’d rubbed myself raw on a few nights thinking about girls I’d seen but never had the courage to make a move. Greece was going to be...
Kjerstin Sukken is 18 years old, 5'9 with pale skin, ice-blue eyes, long blonde hair and the lean build of a model except for a pair of perky all-natural D breasts that really fill out a bikini top. She was raised in a middle-class lutheran family in a small town in the south of Sweden and loves basketball. After a year at a technical college, she successfully transferred to a state school in the USA. She would like to join the basketball team, but there's only a men's team. She's invited to...
Hi, this is Hugo again from Sweden. I finally went to Bangladeshi with Sharmin and her husband, Badrul. They invited me to stay in Bangladesh for one month and it was in 2018 when this happened. I was going to stay with them and I took all my camera equipment with me so I could do some filming and photography in Bangladesh. when we arrived at the Shahjalal International Airport in Dhaka in the afternoon during March, it was already quite pleasant. It wasn't too hot and the airport was not as...
This is Hugo again, from Sweden living in the UK. After having the last encounter with a Bangladeshi Milf who is the wife of my Bangladeshi friend Badrul, I decided to call his wife, Sharmin, to see if she needed my company. So I call her and she replies and I tell her who I am and she responds in a happy tone and asks me how I am doing, I reply to her saying I'm fine and then she asks me to come to her house as soon as possible, she has some shopping to do. I reply to her, Sure!!!.. I will be...
My name is Hugo and I am from Sweden. I have many friends from Bangladesh and live in London, UK. I see a lot of people from Bangladesh living in East London and I go there pretty often for grocery shopping since I live close by. I really enjoy going to the grocery stores with all the Muslim Bangladeshi women in colorful clothes and some in hijabs. I take pictures of the beautiful ladies inside the stores, while they ignore me and some times take close up shots of their beautiful faces, they...
My name is Hugo and I am from Sweden. I have many friends from Bangladesh and live in London, UK. I see a lot of people from Bangladesh living in East London and I go there pretty often for grocery shopping since I live close by. I really enjoy going to the grocery stores with all the Muslim Bangladeshi women in colorful clothes and some in hijabs. I take pictures of the beautiful ladies inside the stores, while they ignore me and some times take close up shots of their beautiful faces, they...