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Swedish exchange student
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Until I was 16 years old, my life was just about typical of any tomboyish girl
from rural Franklin, Pennsylvania. My parents never talked about sex with me
and the only thing I was certain of was that if a boy opened his zipper in
front of me, I would catch an incurable disease and die. But during the summer
before my senior year I began discovering my own sexuality with the help of a
special friend. It was a year I will always remember tenderly, the start of a
sensual journey I hope never to complete.
Late in my junior year I received notification that my family had been
approved as a host family for a Swedish exchange student for the next school
year. We had applied the year before. In early June we were told that our
guest's name was Kristin. She was my age, 17, and would arrive sometime in
late July. A couple weeks later a letter arived from Kristin saying how much
she was looking forward to meeting us all. Also inside was a photo of the
classic scandinavian school-girl, blond, milky-white skin, perfect figure, she
was no less than georgeous.
She wrote the she liked music, and school and she was curious about American
boys. She had heard that all American boys were cute like in our movies. I
looked around for the best picture I could find of myself to send her and
found one showing me at Virginia Beach last summer. If I do say so myself, I
look pretty good in my bikini and I fill it out better and better every
summer. I wrote her a long letter all about myself and about the town and the
school and the boys. I told her that I was sorry they were not all movie stars
but that with our looks we won't encounter any shortage of male attention.
Soon it was the day she was to arrive. Early that morning the phone rang. Dad
answered and he sounded excited. "She's landed in New York!" he shouted. He
told us that she had to wait a couple hours for the flight to Pittsburgh where
we would meet her. We got in the car and drove the 70 miles to the airport and
the drive seemed to take forever because I was so nervous about meeting her.
We arrived about 40 minutes before her plane and waited impatiently for her.
When they announced the arrival and we watched as the plane approached the
gate. It seemed like a thousand people came through the gate before we saw her
but then there she appeared, even prettier that the photo, more adult. We
warmly exchanged hugs and hello kisses. We talked as we walked her to get her
luggage. Her English was perfect but her accent made her seem more worldly
than her years. Her voice was strangely hypnotic to all of us. I knew we would
become good friends and we did, believe me.
We had more than a month before school started so we had time for Kristin and
I to explore the area a little without
neglecting any work. I had gotten my driver's license a few months earlier but
Mom and Dad hadn't allowed me to use the car very much but after Kristin came
they encouraged me to take her out and show her around. Her being here was the
best thing that had ever happened to me.
We drove to the beach in Erie, about a hundred miles north on Lake Erie, two
or three times a week all through August. We met a lot of boys and men there
but Kristin seemed to have experience keeping them in line. We had fun but
never let them get to far. I guess we were cock-teasing them but Kristin knew
what she was doing and we both had a ball. One of her games was to walk up to
a good-looking guy and ask him to help her with her tanning lotion. As soon as
she spoke her exotic voice had him hooked. She would lay on her front and he
would start to rub in the oil. When she reached back to unhook her top you
could count on the guy's crotch swelling. When the boy started getting too
close to her young breasts she would roll over and invariably let one shoulder
strap 'accidently' drop, exposing her tits to him for a split second. Then
she'd cover up as if embarrassed. Next she would lie back and direct her
admirer to apply some to her feet and legs. Depending on the bravery of the
guy they usually tested her by concentrating on her inner thighs which Kristin
allowed but when she determined that they were getting too close to her pubis
she let them have it with both barrels. She made them feel ashamed even
thinking that she might have a sexual interest in them.
Looking back at these games I feel bad for those poor guys but at the time it
was extremely exciting to see what a girl can really do to a man using her
body to control him. I slowly began to emulate her style and soon we were
comparing note on how many erections we had created and the reactions that we
got when we turned bitchy and left the victims blue-balled.
I gradually became more and more aware of my emerging sexual feelings and I
told Kristin about how I felt as I watched an erection growing in a man's
crotch. How my pussy felt hot and wet and how I'd been rubbing my clit in bed
at night as I thought about teasing the boys on the beach.
Driving home one hot friday night after an afternoon of cock watching I
noticed that Kristin's eyes were closed and her head swayed with the booming
radio. I also saw her fingers dancing over her creamy white thighs
occasionally stopping to trace the outline of her pussy through the fabric of
her bikini briefs. Soon a damp spot became apparent between her spreading legs
and her ass began to rotate just the slightest little bit just like mine does
when I touch myself in bed.
Kristin was soon lost in her own world. Her hands zeroed in on her button and
she circled it for at least 20 miles, her movements became more spasmodic as
she diddled herself faster and faster. Now I could hear her moan softly as she
pressed harder against her twat. I couldn't believe what I saw, she lowered
the front of her bikini with her left hand in order to finger her clit
directly. And that's just what she did, if she was aware I was watching she
didn't care. She couldn't think I wouldn't notice. By now she was in
mid-orgasm and purring so loud that she nearly drowned out the radio. She gave
out one last 'Ummmmm' as her finger stopped diddling and rested stationary on
her swollen love button. She threw her head way back on the seat and was
perfectly still for what seemed like hours.
Finally her eyes opened and she turned to me. "I love to cum so much! Don't
you?" I didn't know what to say, it feels good when I touch myself but I've
never been through anything even close to what I'd just observed. "I don't
think I ever have Kris" I replied. "It feels nice but not enough to cause a
reaction like you just had." Kristin wasn't surprised at my answer. She told
me that she new I was a virgin and that it would be her pleasure to teach me
about cumming. There's no sensation more exhilarating than to tease your pussy
for a long time like we do to the boys and then to let yourself go when all
your control is gone."
Kristin then slid closer to me on the bench seat and told me to relax. "Do
what I do, Ronnie. Give me your hand." She guided my finger and traced the
outline of my bikini with the lightest possible touch. From the back of my
legs around my crotch following the edge off the fabric to my hips then she
went across the top of my briefs from right to left. She repeated this over
and over slowing when she got to the spots that made me flinch. "That feels
nice dosen't it?" she asked. My answer was nothing more than a muffled "Um
hum". The beautiful swede continued this way until she saw the sign for a
picnic area just ahead. "Let's pull over so you don't crash the car." I obeyed
and brought the car to a stop in the shadow of a large stand of trees where we
had some small measure of privacy.
The sun was red on the horizon making Kristin's face glow as she smiled at me.
She took my hand and led me into the back seat and had me lie back and close
my eyes. She whispered, "Try to focus only on what you feel. Forget what I'm
doing and concentrate on the pleasure you feel." I felt Kristin kissing my
toes and feet. Her hands were gingerly leading her lips and tongue up my
calves toward my knees and higher. I felt so at ease with my Kristin. It was
wonderful. She lovingly bent my knees to gain access all the way around the
back of my thighs. Both legs tingled as if she was charging up my batteries.
The electricity flowed up nearing my
unexplored little cunt. "I'm on fire!", I gasped when Kristin asked if I felt
anything.
"There is more fire ahead baby don't fight it. Let it have control of your
sweet pussy." Kristin slipped my bikini down my long trembling legs. Her
tongue began to tentatively part the soft downy hair of my twat. I could now
feel her warm breath on my clitty and outer lips. When Kristin's loving,
serpentine tongue touched my swollen button my pussy thrust up reflexively.
Kristin took my clit into her mouth and gently sucked on it. It seemed aas
though a million volts shot from her expert mouth to my clit and then raced
all through my young body.
Now her tender tongue circled my trigger at lightning speed as her sucking
became steadily more forceful. I bucked wildly as I felt my very first orgasm
coming. I was drowning in wave after orgasmic wave hoping it would never end.
But slowly the waves gave way to calm. For the first time I'd been loved.
I reached out and embraced my beautiful lover and we kissed each other for a
long moment. There was no need to talk. My perfect lover's lips said much more
to me than any words.
My newly awakened body continued to tingle during the drive home. Kristin lay
across the bench seat and rested her head in my lap as I drove the last 50
miles home. Soon my Scandinavian sweetheart began to tease me drawing her hair
across my tummy and bare thighs. Unconciously my hand dropped to stroke her
soft blond hair. Kristen purred as my fingers slid through the golden strands.
I wondered if people would be able to see a difference in me now that I'd been
loved. Nearing home Kristin sat up and combed her hair. We were both exhausted
when we got home and I headed for a hot bath. Kristin said she was right
behind me. After our baths we got into our twin beds and shut off the light.
Rubbing my pussy gently I fell asleep easily.
I was awakened late that night by Kristin as she slipped into my bed with me.
"I want to sleep with you" she said. "So you can make love to my hot little
twat!" I wasted no time in bringing my lips to her snatch. It smelled so sweet
that the aroma as I laved her lower lips. Slowly I ate her pussy but I made
sure not too let her come too soon. She pulled my mouth into her box so I
could barely breathe but I kept working on her stiff little love button,
keeping her on the edge of orgasm for nearly an hour before she exploded all
over my face.
Kristin took a few minutes to recover her composure and then she rolled me
onto my stomach and gave me the most sensuous back massage of my life.
Starting at my neck she teased every part of me until she got to my ass.
Slipping a finger
between my cheeks she coaxed my legs apart. Her touch was incredible as her
naughty fingers explored my crack. Next she licked her fingers and I felt one
begin to enter my anus and another diddled my cunt lips. While Kristin's
talented fingers played on my sex her luscious lips kissed the back of my
knees then meandered upwards. As they converged on the core of my desire my
buttocks spasmed rhythmically with each flick of Kris's tongue and each stroke
of her fingers. Moments later I came drenchiing her sweet face and hands with
my juice. We slept in each other's embrace that special night, dreaming erotic
dreams about what the future would hold to arouse us further.
A couple weeks before school was to start, my Aunt Ann and Uncle Lloyd invited
Kristin and I to their house on Lake Erie for a few days. Lloyd is a prominent
doctor and the live in a giant house on a cliff overlooking the lake. We
quickly accepted the offer. There was one special attraction at Ann & Lloyd's
too, Their son Jack. Although a year younger than I Jack was a hunk with a
capital H. Kristin and I decided to go shopping for some sexy clothes to
insure that Jack would take notice of us. We packed our bags full of bikinis
and halters, lacy satin nighties, short shorts and everything else we could
find to turn a teenage boys head and stiffen his rod.
The first day at Ann & Lloyd's passed uneventfully. The took usto dinner at a
swanky country club where Kris and I both dressed to impress. Aunt Ann looked
pretty hot herself. All through the meal I was aware of Jack looking at
Kristin & I. When our eyes met I flashed my sexy baby blues. Kristin did the
same and we began chipping away at Cousin Jack's cool.
That night Kristin and I were to sleep in Jack's waterbed and he slept on the
sofa in the den across the hall from us. Kris and I smiled at each other as we
both were thinking 'how convenient'.
After Kristin and I had showered we powdered and perfumed ourselves. We each
put on silky nighties and called downstairs to cousin Jack that the shower was
free then waited for him to come upstairs. We left the bedroom door open
knowing that Jack would pass by enroute to the shower. A few minutes later he
stuck his head in to say thanks and saw Kris applying lotion to her long,
silky legs. She did look georgeous with one leg up on the chair. When she bent
forward to reach her ankles her satin tap pants rode up into her crack giving
us both a good look at her ass and wispy pubic hair peeking out beyond the
silky material. Jack froze there for an instant, mesmerized by the view. "Oh
Jack honey" I said, "I have an itch, would you help me?" Turning from him I
reached over on shoulder to indicate where to scratch. As his fingers
scratched my spine I purred, "Oh that's it Jackie. Yeah, you've got a nice
touch." I also
inched my ass backwards and made contact with his free hand and his crotch. He
made no attempt to move away. I turned to him and smiled saying, "Thanks
honey, I'll look foward to returning the favor."
Nervously Jack nodded and left to get his shower. Kristin and I noticed a
little rise between the teenagers legs and we exchanged mischevious grins,
knowing we were getting to him. When Jack emerged from the shower we noticed
the he was doing a little teasing of his own. His bathrobe was untied exposing
his suntanned chest, abdomen and thighs. His cock was covered by a spandex
bikini which did little to hide his semi-erect penis. In fact the briefs
accented the shape and size of his tool. He leaned into our room and said
goodnight then went into the den, leaving the door ajar slightly. Kris and I
shut our door and got into the giant waterbed. As was often the case, it was
impossible to avoid a bit of petting as we lay there and soon we were enjoying
fantastic orgasms at each others hands. Our sex play continued for a couple
hours until we were satisfied. The air in the room was thick with the odor of
hot pussy.
I arose early that morning and as I passed by the den on the way to the
bathroom I looked in on Jack through the partly opened door. His eyed were
tightly closed and he was busily fingering his balls with on hand and
feverishly jerking off his pole with the other. Jack's pecker was larger than
other cocks I'd seen. I found it hard to take my eyes off it as he pumped up
and down. The purple head swelling with each stroke. I finally managed to tear
myself away long enough to get Kris. When we returned to Jack's doorway his
hips were starting to buck in rhythm with his pumping. His hand was a blur of
motion as he beat his meat with a passion. Then he gasped and thrust his hips
high in the air shooting his sticky sex juice all over his belly and chest. A
couple droplets even reached his neck and chin. Then he lowered his ass and
slowly milked his pole until the oozing was finished.
I had been fingering my clitty while stroking Kristin's ass and thighs and
after my adorable Cousin shot his load I forgot myself and let out a muted
sigh of pleasure. Afraid that we would blow our chances with Jack if he caught
us in the act of peeping in on him, we tiptoed back to our room.
We too left the door ajar. Just a bit further than Jack's door had been. We
heard Jack stirring across the hall and Kristin sprang into action. Motioning
me to the bed she knelt on the floor next to me and pushed her hand into my
panties, and in a tone loud enough to be heard by Jack she moaned, "Mmmm, that
feels good dosen't it lover?" Knowing his teenage curiousity would force him
to take a look, I thrust my crotch to meet Kristin's fingers and said
lustfully, "Oooh Kristin that's it. Faster baby, HARDER!" I
covertly looked to the door and sure enough, there was Jack, wearing only his
bikini briefs and rubbing his tool through the shiny fabric.
"I winked at my partner-in-crime and said out loud, "I wish Jack was here. I
bet he's got a BIG prick I could suck while you play with my pussy. Then I'd
lick your slit and your asshole while he fucked me. I'd make you both cum like
crazy. Kristin took the hint and joined in with, "He's just across the hall
why don't you go in there and tell him that you want his cock. He wants you
too baby, did you see how hard he got last night when he was scratching your
back?"
Between Kristin's gentle fingers on my clit and the excitement of knowing that
Jack was watching us I orgasmed in her hand in just a couple minutes. "Push
harder baby I'm cumming!", I gasped. After the waves subsided I started to get
up from the bed and saw Jack dart away from the door. We knew it was only a
question of when the three of us would become lovers. The idea got me hotter
than I'd ever been before. I think Jack knew what was ahead too. I hoped he
was as excited as we were.
We dressed and went downstairs to breakfast and waited for Jack to make his
entrance. We didn't have long to wait and as we sat at the breakfast table the
sexual tension strong enough to make normal small talk impossible. Kristin
then broke the silence by asking if Jack had time to take us for a boat ride.
Lloyd and Ann own a large cabin cruiser and Jack was an expert sailor. Jack
jumped at the request SO FAST that we were sure we were going to get into his
pants that day.
We packed some food and a couple bottles of wine in a sack then went to change
into swimsuits. An hour later we were onboard the boat and about to cast off.
The cabin of the boat was perfect for sex. Plenty of cushions everywhere but
we were content to wait for the right time before making our move on our
Captain.
We got underway and cruised North toward the Canadian side for about an hour
then Jack cut the engine and dropped anchor. There was nothing but water in
all directions to the horizon. This was the epitome of seclusion. If anyone
was to approach us we would see them while they were 5 or 10 miles away. Jack
told us that we directly on the Canadien border as he opened up a bottle of
white wine and poured us each a glass. I had a bit of Hawaiian marijuana so I
rolled us a joint. It wasn't very long before we all felt pretty mellow as we
lounged in the sun.
We spent a while admiring each others bodies. We WERE an attractive trio. Jack
was really built well, over 6 feet tall. He wasn't a Mr. Universe but he was
solid. His
shoulders were broad like a football player's. The lines of his muscles were
well defined across his hairless chest. His stomach was perfectly flat and
there was no fat at all from his strong back and his cute teenage ass to his
muscular legs. He wore a rugby shirt and gym shorts but now he stripped them
off revealing his black nylon bikini. I'd never seen a guy wearing a skimpier
swim suit before in my life. His daring suit acentuated the outline of his
prong and the contours of his were molded by his silky second skin. Kristin
and I were unable to keep from staring at his ass and crotch. Every time he
moved our eyes followed and young Jack picked this up right away. He began to
make every move like a model would. My pussy stirred as he displayed his
treasures. I asked him if he'd mind rubbing me down with cocoa butter as we'd
done with the guys on the beach and Jack redily aggreed. His hands felt so
good on my back, the slickness of the oil adding to the sensation. I sipped my
wine as his hands roamed across my back and down the back of my legs. Whenever
he came close to my ass I raised my buns up to meet his fingers.
Lost in the pleasures of the moment, I was in a dream-like state, not quite
concious when Kristin broke the silence saying "My turn, my turn!" I suggested
that Kris and I should do Jack first. We knew our young stud was aroused
because his bulge was becoming more and more pronounced. It was all Kris and I
could do not to immediately go for his stiffening pecker but we were
determined to tease him as we had done to every other guy we played with. I
really wanted him to beg for it and so did my nordic partner. We greased him
up until he was real slippery our fingers missed nothing except his erection.
Occasionally one of us would lightly graze his pole with a fingernail making
him tense up from head to toe. We could almost see his prick pounding in his
bikini. Trying to break through the constraints of the elastic fabric.
In an alluring voice Kristin asked him, "You want me to feel your cock don't
you Jackie? I bet you want me to put it in my mouth and suck on it." Jack was
shocked that she would say these things. He answered with a feeble "Uhh Huhh".
I added "We could do those things honey, and a lot more if you are good and do
everything we tell you to. If you disobey in any way we'll have to punish you.
Do you understand me?"
Self-consciously Jack nodded his head. "That is NOT the way you will answer a
question! From now you call us Mistress. I want to hear an obedient 'YES
MISTRESS' or 'NO MISTRESS'. If you want to speak you must ask 'PLEASE
MISTRESS'. Once again, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"
He got the idea and responded with a perfecly submissive "YES MISTRESS" I
asked him some questions to test his obedience such as "Will you obey every
command?" "Is your only purpose to please us?" "Will you follow every order
instantly without question?" he politely answered each question "YES MISTRESS".
Kristin commanded her slave to lie on his back and pull the waistband of his
bikini down below his cock and balls. When he had she told him to remove her
bikini bottom. Then she knelt over his face and made him lick her from her
clit to her tight asshole. Next she wanted him to put his tongue in her anus
and suck it. "Now suck my clit again, harder slave harder!" Jack obeyed every
command to perfection. Then Kristin stood over her willing sex slave and
ordered him to kneel before her.
"You have much more to learn about pleasuring your mistresses, slave. I expect
that cock of yours to be hard for us when and if we ever want it. Lisa, do you
think it's hard enough or not?" Jack didn't know what to expect as I slid over
to him. I reached out and cupped his testicle with one hand then I squeezed
the base of his cock with the other. Squeezing once more I felt him swell in
my hand. "I don't think he's trying Kristin. I think it could be harder than
this." I brought my face close to his cock-head, licking a drop of pre-cum
from the eye. "But it is his first day. You'll try harder from now on, won't
you, slave?"
"Yes Mistress!" he said as he arched his back trying to bring his penis to my
mouth again. "That's more like it. I'm going to suck your dick now slave, but
I warn you not to cum unless I tell you to. Remember that our pleasure comes
first and you can cum only when it pleases us."
With that I grabbed the base of his penis and roughly pulled the head to my
lips but I kept my mouth just out of reach to increase the tension. I squeezed
his shaft harder reminding him that I had control. I fluttered the tip of my
tongue all around his engorged cock-head as Kristin moved behind him and,
after licking a finger, probed poor Jack's puckered asshole.
Jack was right on the edge by now and we knew it. I couldn't believe the
feelings that were racing through me. I wanted to know how far we could go.
How much power we could have over a guy like Jack. His pecker was pounding so
hard on my lips and the pre-cum was proof that we had him as it coated my face.
"Don't forget about me!", Kristin barked as she forced another finger into
Jack's virgin anus. Then she sat him in the deck chair and tied his wrists to
the wooden armrests. We stood on either side of our slave and kissed while Jack
watched, his dick pulsing as it pointed up like a tree. We knelt down still
kissing and imprisoned Jack's aching tool between two pairs of perfect tits.
The three of us were super-charged with the thrills of being SOOOO BAD!
Kristin stood up and brought her steaming pussy near Jack's face. Slowly
sliding her fingers over her breasts, pinching her nipples to make the harder
and redder, then down over her flat tummy to her slit. She spread her moist
lips and ran her middle finger around and around, pausing each time to press
on her erect clit then slip it inside making the whole region wet with her sex
juice.
Keeping the rhythm of her fingers steady she straddled Jack's chair as lowered
her as till she was sitting on his tight belly just above his dick. Then she
slid her slippery bum down so that his shaft was vertical between the lips of
her slit and his purple helmet throbbed in the air just above her button that
she diddled with one hand while she forced Jack's pole against her puss with
the other.
Leaning back onto her slave's chest she let her blond mane flow over his face
and shoulders then looked at me with nothing but pure lust in her steel blue
eyes. "Please eat me now lover." "Suck this cock I have for you baby."
I had been fingering myself as I watched and continued as I knelt between
their legs. I dragged my hair slowly over their thighs to where the cock and
pussy united then lowered my lips to Jack's tight scrotum. I kissed his balls
one at a time and licked around his sack then the tender flesh on either side
of Kris' slit. She started to pump her cunt up and down the length of the rod
that spread her lips making it wetter with each stroke. I began to lick up the
under side of Jack's cock and when I reached the 'V' at the head I pressed it
into her clit as I quickly fluttered my tongue up to the pee hole then back
down to start all over.
Kris was writhing faster against his dick and my lips. I wanted to make them
cum now so I took the rigid cockhead deep into my mouth and sucked as I bobbed
my head in time with Kris' quickening thrusts. I burried my fingers in my own
cunt and moaned, "I want to cum with you. CUM NOW! MMMMMM BOTH OF YOU
CUMMMMM!!!"
I went first. Like a geyser the orgasm rose from my pussy through my whole
body. As I went off I gave Jack's prick a hard suck and he began to shoot like
a firehose down my throat.
Like a chain reaction Kris popped her cork too just as a mouthful of sperm
escaped from my hungry mouth and flowed over the beautiful bud of Kristin's
clitty. Three orgasms melded into one terriffic flowing explosion of lust.
I didn't want it to end but when we recovered we released Jack from his
bondage and went below and collapsed in an embrace of love. We cooled down
slowly by stroking and kissing each other until well past dark. Then Kris and
I took turns riding Jack's cock and face in a slow fuck to top off the day.
I never felt so well loved as we headed for shore. We hardly spoke but all
knew that we three had shared something VERY special. I was already imagining
what we would do next time we made love to each other.
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