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Swedish Fish Part 2

Swedish Fish, Part 2 The pounding on the door woke me abruptly. I realized I was alone in bed, and my wonderful sexy dreams slipped through my fingers like sand. I was hoping Brenda would answer, but after another round of pounding, I knew I'd have to get it. I found a thick bathrobe and a pair of bunny slippers and padded out to the front door. Opening it just far enough to look out, I saw Taylor, our little conquest from last night. As I thought about his big sausage between...

My first Swedish teacher

Unfortunately my Swedish is still rudimentary. I come here since many years for weeks, but did not progress. This time I was doing a sabbatical and could stay longer. My wife was not with me as she had to work. So I decided to get a teacher. I put a small note in English at the board of the local supermarket with my mail adress and mobile number. I added that I am in my early sixties, decent, easy-going, married, German and offered an hourly fee or help in the garden/ caretaking or a mix.After...

Swedish Mommy Gets Paid to Fuck Doggy

Faisal laughed. He and his friend Oskar Uppsala were watching a video in the internet inside Faisal's room. They were watching two Blonde women having sex with a large wolf dog. One woman was sat down on her ass on the floor while the dog was licking her pussy and the other woman was sucking its dick, with dog sperm dripping out of her mouth. "I really love your country!" Faisal laughed. Oskar gave his friend a puzzled look. The two boys were classmates in a private school somewhere in...

My second Swedish teacher

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...

Swedish Fish Part 1

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

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...

The Swedish DJs Who Shaved Me Last Winter

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...

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Hi 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...

Case Study 301 A Swedish Beauty Pageant

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...

Fantasy threesome meeting with my Swedish ex Charl

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...

The Swedish Cousins

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...

A Chance Encounter of Swedish Kind Part 3

- 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...

Massaging My Friend 8217 s Sister 8211 Swedish Massage

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...

Swedish meat and balls part 1

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...

When a Nigerian learns Swedish

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...

Two Swedish Girls lose the bet

We 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...

Two Swedish Girls and the Japanese Man

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...

The Swedish Holiday TripChapter 9

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,...

Swedish lay over

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,...

Swedish Delights

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...

My Friend the Swedish Pornstar s Story

Caroline A, was a former school friend of mine. Tall and blond, smooth skin and blemish free, always shaving her pussy, and a love of all things sexual.It was of no surprise to some of us, who knew her, that she became mired in Porn.Just after her 16th birthday she called me to say she was going down for an audition for a series to aired on Swedish West coast TV, and of course she was chosen, for a few parts, not that she minded, as one of the cameramen, took her to the side and propositioned...

Swedish Meat and Balls part 2

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...

The Swedish Holiday TripChapter 3

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...

The Swedish Holiday TripChapter 4

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...

The Swedish Holiday TripChapter 7

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...

The Swedish Holiday TripChapter 10

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...

Refugees in a Small Swedish Town

I 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...

Quinn s Saga

Quinn's Saga Chapter 1 It was a pleasant early summer day in the suburbs of Madison, Wisconsin, when eighteen-year-old Quinn Lindburg came down the stairs into the living room. He saw that his two cousins, Jill, and Meg had just arrived for the summer at his home. He smiled as he watched them excitingly chatting away with his younger sister Avery. All the girls were sixteen, and they were as close as sisters. Jill had come down from Minnesota, while...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 12 The Phone Call

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...

Chasing Lacy Part 1

Lacy awkwardly followed along behind her Mistress as Freja sauntered along the beach with the warm waves of the Pacific Ocean lapping at her feet as the setting sun dappled its fading light over both women’s nude bodies. As it was a private beach for the seven homeowners located on the three mile stretch of northern California coastline the two uninhibited lesbian lovers often walked naked displaying their lovely, lush bodies to whomever was walking the beach. However today it was impossible...

Chasing Lacy Part 1

Lacy awkwardly followed along behind her Mistress as Freja sauntered along the beach with the warm waves of the Pacific Ocean lapping at her feet as the setting sun dappled its fading light over both women’s nude bodies. As it was a private beach for the seven homeowners located on the three mile stretch of northern California coastline the two uninhibited lesbian lovers often walked naked displaying their lovely, lush bodies to whomever was walking the beach. However today it was impossible...

World Leaders Become HookersChapter 3

Story: THE NEXT DAY Since 10AM in the morning it had been the beginning of a gruesome day for the 20 former Heads of States. There was a wake up call on their doors, telling them to get up and get ready. All 20 women thought that last night was just one nightmare but unfortunately it all really happened to them. As prostitutes Marina told them personally that they always be naked and that customers would pay them money to have sex with them. But they weren't really completely naked. On...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 5 A Tale of Three Cities Part II

July 1979 — Falkenberg, Sweden Our schedule for the week was intense. Our first language class would start at 8:15am and would run until 12:15am, we’d have 45 minutes for lunch, then an hour-long orientation class that would include Swedish history and culture, then another four-hour language class. After an hour for dinner, we’d have options for planned activities or time for ourselves to do as we pleased. There would be no bed checks and no wake-up calls. We were simply expected to show up...

Leather Belting and Increased Libido

My husband and his perverted friend, when drunk, always talked about what type of sex turned them on.Hubbies was a tad boring, but his friend, an ex-public schoolboy, thought caning a girl was a nice thing to do, before fucking her, he always said if you look at a girls face when she is being fucked, and again, when she is being caned, there was no difference in expression, as pain and pleasure went hand in hand, but by alternating between them, she would have an extremely heightened orgasm.I...

Dogs and Cats

CATS & DOGS (c) 2000, Pirategrrl 1. YOU SUBSTITUTE MOVEMENT FOR GROWTH Winston Bartlett enjoyed the Westminster Dog Show, the pre-eminent show in the world, held each year in New York's Madison Square Garden. He saw something that no one else seemed to appreciate. These canines were trained for the regimented world of dog shows, but within that tightly choreographed life they had an intelligence and freedom. Each dog had its own routine, and Bartlett saw the ballerina...

The Years After World War IV

The Years After World War IVBy Sonya Esperanto [email protected]: The storyline takes place somewhere around the 2050s, where Sweden is the only country left in a post-Apocalyptic Europe. As a result, Sweden had expanded to the empty vast parts of Europe, having no inhabitants. In particular, some Swedish families had moved in to Turin, in Italy. But unbeknownst to them, a massive foreign army had marched from what was once Southern Russia and had then managed...

Adam Vivian Naked In School Week Two The ProgramChapter 16 Saturday at Plummet Field

The next morning I woke with Adam's arm draped across my side. Eventually I couldn't hold still any longer and then he woke up too. "You doin' OK?" he whispered. "Yeah, weird but OK, I guess." "Olivia's just a friend. You know that, right? And it was Friday the thirteenth..." "Yeah, shower buddies," I recalled, silently regretting I'd ever proposed that arrangement. Then oh well, I thought: better the trouble you know. Gently I grabbed his cock. "You better be careful,...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 11 End of Summer Part III

August 1979 — Hovås, Sweden It was the final week before I’d start school. Monday morning, after my jogging and golf, I went with Patrick to the store to buy notebooks, pens, pencils, erasers, and other supplies I’d need for school. I’d brought my TI-30 calculator with me, so I didn’t need to buy one. I also bought a small zippered gym bag to carry my homework back and forth to school. I managed to make all my purchases without speaking a word of English, but it had been fairly simple...

The Grimoire Part 5 Carl Gustaf

Returning home from France, Agnes and I settled back into our usual routine. It would be tricky, if not untruthful, for me to suggest that our pace of life could possibly be related to the one I lived before receiving my Uncle Darcy’s book. Life with Agnes could never be considered normal. Living with a witch would always be different. But spending your days with a sexy, always horny, enchantress made my existence quite special.Consider the possibilities. In my life with Agnes, I had no need...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 3 Moving South

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,...

Love In The Time Of Coronavirus

Bored, bored, bored; I was so fucking over the endless Ohio winter. And then the boiler failed and I was even more bored, being frozen does that to you. This was peak tedium, ten on the boredom Richter Scale, even worse than when my nieces made me watch Frozen for the fifteenth time.Not even tasteless exploitation horror movies warded off that chill. Shivering my tits off, alone on Valentine’s day, then encouraged to self-isolate. So, when I ended up watching Wolf Creek and not giving a damn...

Out of Afrika Chapter 14

Out of AfrikaA Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi******Chapter 14Clarissa woke on Monday morning excited by what the next few days would provide if everything went her way; she was confident it would. Sunday's Church Service at The Church of the Black Staff had been an eye opener, at least the parts she could remember. The wonderful sermon which had held her almost breathless when the Pastor delivered his philosophy was frankly brilliant. She remembered...

Out Of Afrika Chapter 14

Out of Afrika, Chapter 14A Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi******If this is your first time reading this story we strongly suggest going backand reading the earlier chapters so you know what's brought us to thispoint.Clarissa woke on Monday morning excited by what the next few days would provide if everything went her way; she was confident it would. Sunday's Church Service at The Church of the Black Staff had been an eye opener, at least the parts she...

The Story of Emma

Jack and Maria Olsen thought they had it all. They were married for fifteen years and still in love with one another. They had a lovely three bedroom home in a nice suburb of Chicago, Illinois, and because they both decided to concentrate on their careers, had no children. Jack was 43 and Maria was 41. They worked as a team in real estate sales, primarily single family homes. And while they were working long hours and had little time for recreation, they enjoyed what they were doing...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 3 JessicaChapter 17 Ring Out The Old Ring In The New

December 31, 1988, Chicago, Illinois “There you are!” Sofia said, coming up to me after Bethany and I left my study. “«Hej», Sofia! How are you?” “Good. I missed being here for Christmas, but you know how it goes.” “I do. Where’s Stavros?” “Where else? With Pete, Jamie, Kurt, Dave, and the rest of the guys in the basement. I have a question for you?” “What’s up?” “I want to start a new tradition that’s really an old one. Just before midnight, I’d like to read «Nyårsklockan» like they...

Rob Fucks A Troll Kind of

Rob stretched his arms above his head and twisted his body to get the kinks out of his back while looking out the window of his bedroom. It was early morning in the city of Sundsvall in Sweden. Located about six hours north of the capital of Stockholm by car it was what Rob considered a town, not a city. Being from Chicago, anything with less than five million people was a town or village to him. It had taken him a month to get used to his new environments and the darkness that held the city...

Story about an bestiality I had with a girl and her dog during a vacation

It was during my summer vacation in Sweden, a warm and sunny day at the beach. I was walking around in the dunes in search of a secluded place to take a pee. I went up another dune to look what was behind it. And behind it was such a secluded place: a lower area surrounded by high dunes forming a pit. But as I stood there on the brink of the dune I saw something I didn’t expect. At the bottom of the pit was a beautiful blonde girl about the age of 25 who was being fucked by a dog –...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 8 NIKAChapter 6 A Chance Encounter

September 11, 1994, London, England “«Доброе утро»,” an elderly man who seemed to be an usher said as I stepped inside the narthex of the Cathedral. (“Good morning.”) “«Доброе утро»,” I replied, then added something Tanya had taught me, “«Извините, я не говор по-русски.»” (“Good morning.”; “Excuse me, I don’t speak Russian.”) “Ah, no problem! I speak English. Good morning. Welcome to the Cathedral. Are you a visitor?” “Yes, from Chicago. I’m an inquirer.” He nodded, “It’s nice of you to...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 8 NIKAChapter 69 European Vacation

July 14, 1995, Chicago, Illinois “Do we have everything?” Elyse asked. I chuckled, “Seven kids, five adults, passports, tickets, credit cards, traveler’s checks, and luggage. What am I missing?” “Nothing!” Jessica and Kara both exclaimed. “Let’s go, Dad!” Jesse said impatiently. “The plane will leave the airport at the scheduled time even if we’re early!” “Whatever! Let’s GO!” he demanded. “Hold your horses, Little Duck! We’re just making sure we have everything!” “We’ll start getting...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 8 Moving North

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...

Remembrances Of Sweden

As a young and poor man, my grandfather George Sigfred Nelson left Sweden for the U.S.A…. I believe as a stowaway on a coal ship. Soon, he had to fight in WW2 on a minesweeper where he lost a lung. He persevered and become a successful draftsman, eventually even winning America’s top prize for architecture and building a very small fortune, and retiring to Talent, Oregon(the basic area where my family still lives) where he became famous for his long daily walks, and taught me how to play...

Sent To The Lady Next Door Part Eight Stefan s Schoolgirl Fantasy Cured

Zofeya Caldwell sighed heavily as she reluctantly pulled the coat hangers containing her old St. Katherine’s Girls’ school uniform from her wardrobe. She shook her head as she looked at the navy blazer with the school badge on the left breast pocket and then at the black, knee-length pleated skirt. Next, she smiled at her short-sleeved white cotton blouse and her old school tie. The twenty-year-old woman could not believe what she was having to do in order to please her boyfriend. She had...

Quickies

1. A Quick Shower I woke up in a thin, brown-haired girl's bed, spooning with her. She wasn't awake yet, and she was facing away from me, so I wasn't sure if it was worth it to wake up next to her, having not remembered the night before. But I'm a nice guy, so I like to wake up my one-night stands in the nicest way possible. I moved my hand under the covers, and found her pussy. I rubbed her thighs, pussy lips and clit. She stirred, woke up slowly, and put her own hand on top of...

Peaks

PEAKS 1."I'm not lost," I said, rudely. I was alone, of course, and talking to myself. 2.I'd graduated a semester early, so there was no family party, no supermarket sheet cake, no local bar buy-your-drinks from friends celebration. When I walked in the door my mother called, "Heads Up!" forcing me to drop everything to catch a … backpack? "You deserve it," she said. "Made in Germany" was embossed on a label of the flap, with leather straps, and hidden pockets. I tried to figure out the...

My Wife the Old Arab

My lovely horny wife had during a period of time been in contact with a Swedish man. He had told her about how his wife had met an old Arab with a giant cock, which wanted to fuck the Swedes wife and he asked my wife if she think he should allowe him to do so.After what she had learned about the Swedes wife during the time she had been in contact with the Swede she told him that she was sure that his wife want to get fucked by the Arab. The result was that the old well-hung Arab fucked the...

Refugees Get Lucky

I might continue this storyFrida – immigration & human rights lawyer 34yrs old Swedish blond very fitAnna – Social worker and Swedish language teacher, 22 yrs oldAssaad 50 Egyptian/Swede custodian of center, an ex immigrant granted Swedish nationality and employed by immigration ministry. Mohammed 45 strong Moroccan – de facto leader of refugees with cruel streakAhmed 50 fat SyrianZair 25 fit LibyanAmilka 25 fit LibyanAbshir 15 Somalian cousin Asad 14 Somalian cousin6 asylum seekers,...

White Farmers in the South Africa Controlling the

Kajsa Nilsson was a Swedish women who had moved to the South Africa when she was 25 years old. Her husband was an engineer in an Swedish energy company and they moved here for his work with their little daughter Josephine. The things hadn't gone so well between Kajsa and her husband Nils and they decided to divorce. With all that Kajsa didn't want to leave this beautiful and hot country and go back to the cold Sweden. She preferred a simple life in the countryside of the South Africa. She had a...

Just A Small Town Girl Part 1 Welcome to the City

"Thanks. That was fun last night." Fun? To Shay it was just paying the price for a ride. She'd hitchhiked her way from the one stoplight town in North Carolina she'd called home to New York fuckin' City itself. Sure she'd had to suck a few cocks along the way, like ol' Pete back there, but when you've been sucking your Daddy's cock since you were out of training bras, what was a couple more? It was when Daddy started taking more notice of her developing body and his caresses became...

The Way BackChapter 9

I awoke at dawn, which in mid February is about seven, so I had time for a shower and breakfast before the taxi containing David arrived. The journey was uneventful. As the train sped from Stockholm to Vasteras, I was intrigued, not so much by the red painted houses as by the feeling that this was all somehow familiar. I wondered if I had spent any time as a child or youth in Sweden. The hotel was comfortable and the staff efficient and attentive, and in the case of the receptionist...

Medicine by mouth Part 4 Oral Olympics

Kelly had become the busiest girl at the Oral Olympics... but she was quite accustomed to being kept busy. In her hometown, she worked as a receptionist at a job-seeking agency, provided free blowjobs to all the males in the 5-story office building where she worked, AND worked as both an Escort and street whore. Was this girl addicted to money that she worked so hard? Not at all... what she WAS addicted to, was having countless nice hard cocks in her mouth. Her only reason for working at the...

My Blind Masseur

It was a long day and I was ready for something to ease my stressed body before a nice dinner with this new guy I met recently. I really wanted to make sure that this would be a special dinner. He would be a great catch! My name is Hye-min, 25 year old, single, American-Korean living in the Bay Area. I've been working for an engineering consulting firm for the last five years as an administrative assistant. Unfortunately, there were no real prospects at work--besides it's a bad idea to date...

Altered Fates Her New Lover

ALTERED FATES: HER NEW LOVER By greyguy Synopsis: A mild mannered guy gets a new lease on life from a very close friend, who wants to be even closer. As I sat in the restaurant waiting for Jenny I looked out the window and compared the cold, rainy, drab afternoon to the last few years of my life. Don't get me wrong, my life isn't an endless stream of misery... quite the opposite! I have a good life... its just, I have never felt complete, or fulfilled. There...

Taking Care of my Guys

Taking Care of my Guys by Caitlyn Masked Being able to sign on to work at a Swedish Antarctic research station without any experience or even scientific background should have been enough to at least scare off most people. But not me, I signed on the dotted line and went down there with the three scientists as their caretaker without a second thought. You see, after my girlfriend broke up with me I just needed to get away and reassess my life. The isolation of working on the bottom...

Paula the Equestrian

Tanya, the equestrian rider ???????????????????????????????????????????????? Paula, the equestrian rider ??? I had arrived to this small swedish town to take care of my saw-mill business. I had been a C.E.O to this german company for seven years which had been a quite an accomplishment considering my 37 years of age. I had rented a brand new Saab 9-5 from Stockholm and now I had driven nearly 300 kilometres north-west of swedish capitol. This particular town was populated not much...

Scandinavian Birth Control

TUESDAY, named for Tiu, Norse god of war I looked at the bed, then back at Inge. The blue comforter gave a fjord setting to the headboard carved with swans, perhaps, but it was a double, not two twins. Maybe here in Sweden they don’t have twins. For travel tips, I’d contacted my cousin Inge — whatever kind of cousin common great-grandparents makes us, that is — with whom I’d forever pen-palled, and she said she’d love to show her country to a Yankee relative. As her father had already booked...

Mid Summer Madness

I could hear the raised voices next door. I stopped pushing the mower and leaned on the handlebars grinning, waiting for the tornado to exit. The door blew open and Sanna, the girl next door, spilled out, turning around and around as she spun down the steps and down the garden path. The shouting from inside was muffled again as the door banged closed behind her. She swung open the little front gate and, still spinning, jumped on her moped. Sticking her finger up at her house she kicked her...

A Well Lived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 57 Fixing What s Broken Part III

August, 1984, Chicago, Illinois “«Hej»,” I replied, laughing. “Elyse, why did you hide Malin from me?” “I didn’t. She had a boyfriend for the last two years and spent her free time with him. They broke up at the end of last quarter.” “Still, you could have brought her around at least once. You know I like speaking Swedish.” “«Min kille var en som var mycket svartsjuk»,” Malin said. (“My boyfriend was the jealous-type.”) “«Synd. Vad hände?»” (“Sad. What happened?”) She laughed, “«Tro det...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 5 You Say You Want a Revolution

February 23, 1986, Chicago, Illinois “We’ll talk about it next weekend,” I said. “Not now?” Jessica asked. “Are you sure that you’re OK?” “Yes and no. It really was the only thing that could happen with Bethany. I told you that about a month ago.” “So you were prepared?” Kara asked. “As much as I could be,” I sighed. “I think everyone pretty much expected this to happen. But that doesn’t make it any easier.” “Where will she go?” Kara asked. “I’m hoping she’ll move in with Kathy and...

The Omega TouchChapter 21 Track Five and Velcro

Sunday, July 19, 2009, 6:00 AM Annie rolled into her bedroom and closed the door behind her, leaving Tricia and Joey in a stunned silence. It was all because Joey had just asked if he could sleep with Annie, and Annie had said ‘No’. He looked down to the floor. Shame crept over his face. “I’m sorry...” he started. “I ... I don’t know ... What just happened?” he asked Tricia in horror. Tricia waved to him, not taking her eyes off the hallway where she last saw her roommate. “You did...

A Well Lived Life 3 Book 1 SuzanneChapter 36 The Visitors

August 4, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “How did you want to celebrate tonight?” I asked Liz as we left the office. “You’re kidding, right?” she asked with a soft laugh. “You stay over once every two weeks! What do you think I want?!” “So that’s all I’m good for?” I teased. “No, of course not! But as I have the opportunity...” “Are we going to eat? Or just ‘adult’ all night? Or did you have something else in mind?” “You know I’m happy with ‘adulting’,” Liz said softly, “but if you wanted to...

A Well Lived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 15 Rocky Mountain Highs and Lows

August, 1980, Boulder, Colorado My flight arrived on time in Denver and Katt and her parents were waiting for me at the gate. As soon as she saw me, she ran to me and jumped into my arms, almost knocking me over. She kissed me hard, our tongues tangling for about a minute before Håkan interrupted us. “Katt, that’s enough!” he chuckled in Swedish. She reluctantly released me and stood in front of me. “I’ve missed you so much, Steve! I have lots to tell you!” I shook hands with Håkan and...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 7 Pia

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...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 20 A New Beginning and a Wrong Turn

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....

Young effeminate teenager takes my seed like the good and submissive teacher s pet that he is

I had just started my current vacation of three weeks in total, when I traveled to Sweden to visit my parents for a few days, staying in the guest bedroom of their small but comfy house, located in the outskirts of the harbor town Gothenburg. The world cup (in soccer) had just started, with my dad intent on watching most of the matches. Having been reassured, both through their own words and from my own observations, that everything was indeed more than fine with my now elderly, retired...

The Assassin

Annälisa could be described as a stereotypical Swedish beauty, with her stunning Nordic good looks, long blonde hair, soft blue eyes and that curvaceous body that promised everything. The trouble was that her looks were a problem in her line of work. She was too noticeable. The best assassin’s were able to blend in with the background when they needed to, whereas her eye-catching beauty attracted attention wherever she went. She overcame her difficulty by embracing it, turning it to her...

Ancestry Part 1

After going through a horrible divorce where I lost my house, my car and the right to see my son for more than once a month, I decided to look into my ancestry. I’m over six feet tall with broad shoulders. My hair is blonde and I have blue eyes. My last name is Kallberg, first name Hans. They are both Swedish names and my family came over in the mid nineteenth-century. Originally they were farmers in the province of Dalarna. By car it takes about four hours from Stockholm to Mora which is one...

Winter in Sweden Part 1

The Adventures of Masha and MeChapter 1 – Winter Holidays in Sweden1.1 I am RitaThis is the story of me, 21 years old Rita, born in Tallinn, Estonia. I am a second-year student of English and Mathematics, planning to become a teacher. I have long brown hair and my height of 1,68 m is in an average range. My body is also quite normal size although sometimes I wish to have some kilos less. I like Inline-Skating, dancing, reading and spending the day in bed with a good book. I live together with...

Some Iraqi guys this saturday

I was at a birthday party this saturday and ended up pretty drunk after a great evening and later on in the night I took the late train back home. The train was rather empty with people, strangely because normally on a saturday night it´s stuffed so a few stations from where I live I was alone. The train stopped and in came 3 guys in their 30´s from the middle east. Rather stocky, big and rough looking guys that sat down close to me and noticed that they had been drinking as well because they...

Anna 1 Anna and the Firemen

---- Anna 1: Anna and the Firemen ----Trying to ignore the pain in my back, I gently squeezed Anna's firm buttocks. Such a sweet ass she had, a great handful to hold on to, to pull her against my penetrating cock as she rode me to an orgasm.She'd collapsed on my body now, her heavy breathing still puffing against my neck as she cuddled in post-orgasmic satisfaction. I squeezed her buttocks again. Let her get her breath back, and then maybe I could roll her over, throw her legs over my...

Anna 1 Anna and the Firemen

Trying to ignore the pain in my back, I gently squeeze Anna's firm buttocks. Such a sweet ass she has, a great handful to hold on to, to pull her against my penetrating cock as she rode me to an orgasm.She's collapsed on my body now, her heavy breathing still puffing against my neck as she cuddles in post-orgasmic satisfaction. I squeeze her buttocks again. Let her get her breath back, and then maybe I can roll her over, throw her legs over my shoulders, and fuck her hard and fast for my own...

Perhaps I Should Have Told Him

I have really tried to enhance my story this time by adding stuff not particularly dealing with how and where. I'm afraid I'll have to admit that descriptive writing isn't my strong side, and While I'm writing this I have the tingling sensation in my secret place from a self whipping session which involved nettles. Somehow on the holiday described in this story I have become obsessed with nettles, and while I finish proofreading I am taking full advantage of the season's last nettles. If there...

TouchdownChapter 6 Secure Perimeter

Stockholm. The Night of Jennifer's Return Whilst Anatoly struggles to recover from the consequences of his wife's actions, Jenny is free and reunited with her husband Joe and her parents, Andrew and Inga. This long-hoped for moment has arrived so unexpectedly and none of them has been fully able to come to grips with what has just happened... The four of them, Joe, Jenny, Andrew and Inga, take a taxi ride from Strandvagen Quay to the Summer House. It's only forty minutes but they pass...

A Well Lived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 44 A Journey Begins

June, 1984, Helsingborg, Sweden I spent a couple of days with the Anderbergs, most of which was spent with Rolf at his restaurant and disco. The chef, Axel, remembered me and let me spend the afternoons in the kitchen with him. I really enjoyed working with him, even though for the most part I was just cutting up ingredients, stirring pots, and doing other simple tasks. Both evenings were spent in the disco, dancing and drinking. I made sure to change dance partners regularly, because...

The Way BackChapter 7

Friday morning dawned sunny and crisp, a beautiful March morning, even though it was mid-February. I stood at the window and watched the traffic on the main road as it stopped, started and crawled by in a parody of the phrase 'rush hour'. It suddenly (all my new memories seemed to come suddenly) came to me. There was a picture in my mind of a little boy of five or six years old waiting for a bus on that road. Then a picture of the school. Yes, I travelled at that age alone on two buses to...

Valkyrie Don t CryChapter 8

Usual disclaimers, science fiction, contains graphic scenes of sex, mind control, hypnosis and a little violence and we got a little anal retentive here last week. Chapter 8 has very little sex. “Sweden, has always been the home for the legends of Odin and the Valkyrie especially the city of Kråktorpsgård, Småland, and the great burial mound known as Helvetesbackke, Swedish for “Hell’s Mound“. The place where the hero Sigurd supposedly rides up to Hindarfell and confronts a great light,...

A Well Lived Life Book 8 StephieChapter 35 A Second Marriage and a Second Chance

June 1983, Göteborg, Sweden Sofia was waiting on the platform for me when the train pulled into Göteborg’s Centralstationen. I grabbed my bag and hopped off the train into her waiting embrace. We kissed, then walked hand-in-hand off the platform and to the city street. We stopped at a sidewalk café for lunch, and after we ate, we headed back to the hotel to drop my bag. We then walked to a nearby coffee shop to drink coffee and continue talking. Sofia had asked about Helsingborg as soon as...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 92 The Magdalene

July 23, 1997, London, England “I’m still married,” I replied. “But I won’t say ‘no’.” “If there were anything more obvious in the universe than that, I’m not sure what it might be!” “I’m not quite sure how to take that,” I replied. “How I meant it!” I chuckled, “Sadly, I’m not a mind reader. That said, I do recall that three years ago when I said ‘I hate fucking lawyers’ you corrected me by saying I would like it a lot, AND you said you would like it, too. You also said married guys...

Pussies GaloreChapter 11

"Then you won't require to wear panties at all," I laughed. "I am serious," Ramu said. "We would like to but what will the hotel staff think of us," Irma protested. "Do you really care what they think," I asked pointedly. They both looked at each other. "Not really," Karen giggled. "Let us think about it during lunch," Irma said. "Okay, as you wish," I said, "Come let's have a drink." After lunch they went up to their room and returned with their rucksack. "We have...

A Well Lived Life Book 1 BirgitChapter 9 Revelation Part II

July 1977 We both just stood there staring at that picture. After a moment, I took back the other three, picked that one up, and put all four back into the envelope. I knew I had to find a place to put it where nobody could ever find it, even by accident. Where that would be I had no idea. But there was no way I was getting rid of those pictures of Birgit. I put the envelope on the table. Melanie looked like she had seen a ghost and was ready to bolt. I had no clue what I was supposed to...

A Well Lived Life Book 5 StephanieChapter 16 A Visit to Chicago

June 1981, Chicago, Illinois I pulled up in front of the InterContinental Hotel on North Michigan Avenue in Chicago, and reluctantly handed the keys to my Trans Am to the valet. Stephanie and I grabbed our bags, and I went to check in. I handed over my new BankAmericard, which I’d received in the mail the previous week, and after they took an imprint, they handed it back along with two-room keys. I declined the assistance of the bellman and my sister and I took the elevator up to the 12th...

A Well Lived Life Book 5 StephanieChapter 24 Karin Part I

July 1981, Milford, Ohio On Saturday morning, I woke up earlier than usual, excited and nervous. I hadn’t seen Karin in a year and I didn’t know exactly what to expect. Karin and I had talked weekly, but there was only so much that could be said in calls that lasted less than ten minutes. Her letters were often breezy descriptions of what she’d done that week, things her friends had said and so on. She was fifteen now. She’d been twelve and a half when Birgit died. I was eighteen and had...

A Well Lived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 19 Real Problems

September 1980, Milford, Ohio At school on Monday, Erin came to find me at my locker. “You didn’t ask me out, Steve!” “I’m sorry,” I said, closing my locker. “I’ve been really busy. But we could go out for dinner and ice cream on Tuesday or Thursday?” “Thursday is fine! I do have to be home by 9:00pm.” “I’ll pick you up around 5:00pm.” In Miss Barkhurst’s class, we had our first dissection — earthworms. I got a kick out of who had problems with handling them and who didn’t. The funniest...

A Well Lived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 36 Ice Dancing

November 1980, Milford, Ohio On Monday, at lunch, I called Doctor Mercer’s office and found that the Monday after school slot was still open. I scheduled appointments for the remainder of the year. I left school as soon as the bell rang and headed to see Doctor Mercer. I explained to her what Bethany had said and how she felt it was negatively affecting our relationship. Doctor Mercer asked a lot of questions as she tried to draw out my concerns and issues. I felt somewhat better when I left...

A Well Lived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 41 Firsts Part II

January 1981, Milford, Ohio In chemistry class, Kara reminded me about our date. “As if I would forget!” I challenged. “I’ll pick you up at 5:00pm as promised! How about Chinese food tonight?” “That sounds good,” she said. “I have quite a few things to talk to you about, too!” “Did my dad give you the third degree?” “Kind of, but it’s more than that,” I said. The bell rang, preventing any further conversation. At lunch, I talked to Bethany. “I asked Elyse to go to the Sweetheart Dance...

For Money or MayhemChapter 13 The Good Son

I was born and raised in Seattle—well, Ballard to be specific. My parents were Swedish immigrants. My father worked on the docks and on the fishing trawlers until he retired. My mother was an education activist in the Swedish community, establishing a kindergarten program and teaching until she was forced out at 70 years old. That had been last year, and she wasn’t taking it that well. It’s a cruel twist of fate when a couple work all their lives toward their goal of retiring and traveling...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 9 End of Summer Part I

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,...

A Well Lived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 18 Skating and Stockholm

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...

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