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From Sweden to Texas

by FluffyLove on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I was waiting patiently at the airport for what seemed like an eternity. Waiting by baggage claim is so boring when the person you're there for is not around. It used to be so nice when we were allowed to wait at the gate so that we could greet the person we was waiting for as soon as their feet touched the ground. Alas, those days are now no more which is h...

Nasty Intentions

by artygirl_sweden on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Her bum was freely offered, straining towards his hand, his belt and his cock. She was aching for it, for something, anything as long as she got it now! He had her totally in his command and they both reveled in it. Aroused was too small of a word." We had been talking on the net for a while. Kidding around at first and enjoying each others sense of hu...

Summer Holiday in Sweden

by Danish Cuckold on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

I'll tell you about a holiday my wife and I had in Sweden a couple of years ago. My wife and I were on a camping trip to Sweden, we had tent and all our needs in our station wagon, and were driving up in the middle of Sweden; we drove through some large forest areas. It was a fine trip and we fucked many time in the deserted forests, and we had a swell time...

From Texas to Sweden

by FluffyLove on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I had been at my Swede's house for a couple of days and it was safe to say that I was well and truly fucked. Not that I minded though. I was scarcely off the plane when things started getting heated up between us. If I thought things over IM and voice chat were hot I was woefully under prepared for the live and in person version of my Swede. I had previous...

Sex in Sweden

by chrisfromlondon on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Wow, I had a real good fuck yesterday and today I have a hangover from all the cognac we drank. I was at the culture club and was given the task to go around on bicycle and put up an advertisement for our next exhibition. So I crossed the street to our neighbour Tony’s restaurant. I have known him well for some years; he used to bounce me on his knee when...

A Somali Prince In Sweden

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, folks. My name is Abdirashid Ismail, and I'm a young Somali Muslim man living in the City of Gothenburg, Sweden. There are over forty thousand people of Somali descent living in Sweden, and for this reason, we're among the most oppressed minorities there. Lots of Arabs and Turks also make their home in Sweden, but it's us Somalis that most...

Had to Leave The House Sometime

by FluffyLove on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Sweden had been in Texas for a few days when we finally emerged from our sex fueled coma. It was a good thing he was going to be here for 3 weeks because we barely left my bed for the first 5 days. We'd order food sent to my house and then take turns trying to shock the drivers by answering the door in various stages of undress. The best one was when we both...

Remembrances Of Sweden

by seannelson on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

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...

Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 04

by Libertine on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I am what in Sweden was called an "old lass", the daughter who had to take care of the old parents. Like so many others I ended up unmarried and had to find my outcome on my own. My eldest brother inherited the farm. I got a small cottage in the village, though. My brother also let me use our mountain pasture as if it was mine. It is an old tradition in Dale...

Mountain Pasture Tales Ch. 03

by Libertine on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

I am what in Sweden is called an "old lass", the daughter who had to stay home and take care of the old parents. Like so many others I ended up unmarried and had to find my outcome on my own. My eldest brother inherited the farm. I got a small cottage in the village, though. My brother also let me use our mountain pasture as if it was mine. It is an old trad...