In September of this year, our next door neighbor’s agreed to have an exchange student from Sweden stay with them for theschool year. He was part of a Rotary Club exchange with our high school. After he arrived the neighbors brought him over to meet me and my family, since I went to the same high school, and they thought that I could sort of show him around and introduce him to others.He was tall, nearly 6 feet, handsome, blonde hair and looked like he could be a male model. The momement I saw him, I fell in love with him. His name was Gustav, which I found out later, means “noble staff” in Swedish.
Well, we rode the school bus together each day and had several classes together. He spoke excellent English and we spent hours talking to each other. After school, on several occasions, I invited him over to play pool and ping pong in our basement rec room, and sometimes we’de just sit and watch TV or play video games together. Sometimes we’d just talk.
Eventually, as is the case with most teenagers, the subject turned to sex, and Gustav told me all about the Swedish attitude toward sex and how different and more open it was in his country than in the U.S. He indicated that recreational sex among high school students and young adults was quite common and acceptable, and explained how he had had sex with probably 12 or more girls back in his country. I became intrigued.
One Saturday afternoon we were in our basement rec room, sitting on our big leather couch, just talking, and again the topic turned to sex. He knew, from our past conversations, that I had never had sex before, and he asked me rather innocently whether I hadn’t wanted to try it sometime.I was a little surprised,and told him I’d thought about it, but had never really had the opprtunity, and certainly didn’t want to get pregnant. Gustav told me that there was absolutely no reason to get pregnant while still enjoying a well-rounded sex life, and explained several ways that pregnancy could be avoided. He was very knowledgeable.
As we sat there,I could see a large bulge beneath his jeans, and as we talked, he took my hand and placed it on his jeans and had me slowly rub his boner back and forth. Then he asked me if I didn’t want to see it. Since I had never seen a boy’s erection before, I said Yes, and he then unzipped his jeans and revealed the most beautifully shaped penis! I could see why his parents had named him Gustav, because it certainly was a very “noble staff.”
I followed his instruction and his leading, with his hands guiding my mouth — first with my lips encircling his head and then gradually I started to take him deeper and deeper, until I had his entire shaft of flesh inside my throat and he began ejecting his warm semen into my esophegus oncethen twice, then again, and again. I loved the sensation. And I loved the taste. I swallowed all of it as rapidly as it came out. After he was through, he was still rock hard and I began kissing and licking his shaft until it was completely clean, and then we laid on the couch, kissing each other wildly with me lying on top of him and his hardness between us, pressing into my groin.
After awhile his erection left him, but I could tell that he wanted me in the worst way. He said he had not had any sex since he left Sweden, and really missed it, and that masturbating was not very satisfying, and so we both slowly took off our clothes until we were both lying their in the nude, with him fondling my breasts and me stroking his manhood into hardness once again. Before going any farther, he reached into his jeans and took out a wrapped condom. When he opened it, I couild see that it was not made of rubber, and he told me that it was the very finest of lamb skin condom, extremely thin, so that it would feel almost like there was nothing between us. He slowly placed it on his erection, and then guided it into place, as I lowered myself onto his body. He was very slow and deliberate, and probed me very gently, in and out, in and out, until, finally, I felt a slight twinge, and after that, he was in all the way. I began to ride his erection as a cowboy rides a horse, first slowly, then faster and faster, until he came powerfully inside the condom and I too, had a sensation which I thought was probably my first orgasm.He began to thrust his body up into my pelvis in perfect rythm to mine, and he ejected more and more semen into the lambskin, but because it was very thin, I could feel its warmth inside me.
Gustav fucked me for probably close to a half hour, and gave me pleasure I had never experienced before. He was very talented and experienced. As his “noble staff” ascended and decended within me, I was in absolute heaven.
All the while, my Mother was up in the kitchen, and I was somewhat afraid she might come downstairs and find us, but she never did. Since that first time together, we have had sex probably a couple of times a week, and it has been just great. When he goes back to Sweden next June, I’m not sure what I’ll do, but I have already learned so much from him, that will last me for the rest of my life. Right now, I’m just enjoying Gustave, my Swedish lover and his “noble staff” that makes me feel so wonderful!
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