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Foreign Exchange Student

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Tom49 Posted on: 05 Dec 2003 1 comments
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She was only 17 years old...Foreign Exchange StudentShe was only 17 years old...When Marta, a senior from Poland, came to the US for a summer foreign exchange student visit, her original placement was with one of my daughter's friend's families. My 15 year old daughter was also involved with the summer exchange program and was with a family in Ireland for the same six weeks. The original placement fell through when there was a serious illness in the family and the exchange coordinator was in a bind to quickly find another placement home. My wife and I had planned a quiet summer alone without our daughter around, but the situation was upsetting for the coordinator and we acquiesced and agreed to house and facilitate the student's visit. When I went to the high school to pick her up, I was surprised to find an amazingly beautiful and petite young girl. She was just 5 feet tall and not more than 100# with dark brown eyes and light brown hair cut in a pixie-short style. She was happy to meet me and had been told what had happened and that we had a room available because our own daughter was also away in the exchange program. We loaded her two pieces of luggage and proceeded home. After Marta was settled into my daughter's room we called her parents in Poland to let them know about the new address and phone numbers to contact their daughter. While her parents spoke no English, Marta was fluent in four languages [German and French in addition to her native Polish and fairly clear English]. My wife was pleased that we could help out, but she was also tied into a summer conference program that kept her out of state during four of the six weeks that Marta was visiting. We settled into an orderly routine that had Marta leaving the house for activities and recreational outings every day from about 8am until 6pm. On weekends we were the host for any other activities that we could plan. The second week Marta was with us, my wife left for her first two week seminar. Marta and I sat down after dinner that Sunday night and planned what she desired to do during the following two weekends. She loved to swim and used our backyard pool every morning for laps and in the evening to cool off so I suggested that we take a trip up the coast to a beachside city and she could try her hand at surfing. That night, I decided to jump into the Jacuzzi outside of my bedroom and after a few glasses of wine I took off my swim trunks and began to stoke my cock. I had my eyes closed and was visualizing what Marta might look like without her bikini when I heard her call my name from the patio outside the family room. I called back and told her I was in the Jacuzzi. I had the underwater light off and she soon padded over and asked if she could come in with me?! I was naked, but the wine must have bolstered my resolve and she was soon sitting across from me in the steaming and bubbling water. My hard-on didn't subside as Marta expressed her gratitude that we had taken her in and had been so kind. She then looked over my shoulder by the edge of the Jacuzzi and saw my wet trunks lying in a heap! She just smiled and in an instant she reached behind her back and undid her bra top and then in a simple move reached under water and removed her bikini bottoms and threw them across as they landed beside my swim suit. From the light coming from the French doors in my bedroom I could see that she was smiling as she stood up and moved toward me. Her small breasts were glistening and she had a devilish look on her face as she stood between my legs and reached down in the turbid water and grabbed my rigid cock. "I was hoping that my host family had a boy for me to play with", she said, as she sat on my outstretched legs and put her own legs around my waist. She never let go of my penis and continued to hold it tightly in her hand. "You are the same age as my uncle Otto and he has taught me many good ways to make a man feel good", she continued. My mixed feelings of fear, dread, guilt and uncertainty began to fade as the wine and the woman began to massage my brain and my pulsing cock. "Suck my titties a little and I will show you how a good Polish girl can love a man". I reached over and began to fondle her breasts as she began a slow and expert pumping of my cock. Her nipples were as hard as my penis and stood out a good 3/4 of an inch from her perky breasts. I leaned into her and began to kiss her open mouth as she continued to jack me off. Then in a quick and measure way, she raised her arms out of the water, placed them around my neck and lifted her tiny body up and guided my bursting cock into her tight and wet vagina. I couldn't believe that she took the entire 8 inches as I felt her pussy lips jam against the base of my prick and grind into my pubic bone. I stood up and placed my hands under her ass cheeks and began to thrust my cock deeper into her clinging pussy. When my first orgasm hit the walls of her cunt pulsated around my cock like a glove as my cum shot into her. It was then that I asked her a stupid question, "Are you on any kind of birth control?" I gasped! She smiled and said, "Don't worry, Tom, I have been fucking boys and men since I was nine years old and have been on the pill since I was 13". For the next week, Marta slept in my bed, fucked me in every room in our house, sucked my cock until her belly was filled with cum and told me that the weekend at the beach would be more than fun because she was going to let me fuck her in the ass. The stories about the remaining five weeks of her stay could fill a book, but on her 18th birthday in August, my wife and I took Marta out for a combined birthday and farewell dinner and then as my wife slept off a fairly substantial wine buzz, I was treated to another night of fucking and sucking that would have to last me a lifetime