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Swedish Delight - Part 2

Inga's desires for Walter manifest themselves in a delightful way.

Inga arrived home happy about the way the night went. She finally had a chance to have a decent conversation with Walter about something other than work. She was able to enjoy his beautiful smile and sexy voice in a relaxing atmosphere. The fact that he w...

Swedish Midsummer

During the long winters, Swedes spend months without hardly seeing the sun. That is why they rejoice at the return of the sun, celebrating the longest day of the year, the magical midsummer.

"Små grodorna, är lustiga att se…" There is something surreal about pretending to be a little frog, hopping around a phallic maypole during Swedish Midsummer. "The celebration is all about fertility," Maria giggled to herself as she hopped, combining her...

Getting Used by my Stepson - Part 2

Swedish Angelica gives her husband's BBC a blowjob while longing for his son's dick

A few weeks after my stepson Shane began using my holes every chance he got, I was completely addicted to his BBC. Unfortunately, he had been away now for a fortnight and I was now desperate to get railed by him again. His dad’s cock was just as big but i...

Emma: A sexually frustrated teenager - Part 1: Bored and sexually frustrated

Sixteen-year-old Emma is looking back on the sex she had just before the pandemic started. Will anything like it ever happen again?

Emma was bored. Damn bored! She was sixteen years old, in her first year of upper secondary school and this spring semester could not get any worse. It was Tuesday the fifth of May 2020 and for almost two months now she had been in isolation. That’s two m...

My Swede Part 1

My beautiful Swedish lover

She was already in the cabin. He had just arrived at the wonderful location she had chosen. He could smell the pine trees, that sweet, sticky essence, with a hint of burning logs in the background. A coating of fairy dust snow covered the trees, and under...

Scandinavian Rampage

Dave chases an endless supply of blonde women, things get disastrous.

The time had come. Punchline and I had waited a year since our summer trips of ’09 to get back on an airplane, ditch the uncharacteristically cloudy California summer, and fly to the land of green landscape, midnight sun, no religion, expensive beers, and...