Subject: Swedish Exchange Student (FFM, lesbian, femdom)
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/07/19
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

		       Swedish Exchange Student

	Until I was sixteen 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,
seventeen, and would arrive sometime in late July.

	A couple weeks later a letter arrived 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 gorgeous.

	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
seventy miles to the airport and the drive seemed to take forever
because I was so nervous about meeting her.

	We arrived about forty minutes before her plane and waited
impatiently for her. Then 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 me 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 twenty 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 doesn'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 as 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 fifty miles home.

	Soon my Scandinavian sweetheart began to tease me drawing her
hair across my tummy and bare thighs. Unconsciously 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 drenching 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 me 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 and 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 and Lloyd's passed uneventfully. The took
+us to 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 and me.

	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 gorgeous 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 forward 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
mischievous 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 doesn't it lover?" Knowing
his teenage curiosity 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
five or ten miles away. Jack told us that we directly on the Canadian
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 six 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
accentuated 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 readily agreed. 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 conscious 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 perfectly 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 buried 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
terrific 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.