Letter/Story 67 I’m So Horny!

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            Hi to all of you in India.  It is Shanti here.

            Thank you for such a good letter Hansini. You did a good job. I especially enjoyed the part about playing strip chess. We talked about doing that once when we were at Sarvesh’s house but we never did.

            That certainly is a new version of a stripping game.           

            I also like your comments on Liz’s story. Did you read that Mike, Peter and Steve? Hansini called you “funny fellows.” I that is good! A good way of putting it, if you get my meaning.

           Thank you also for your comments about my story on the beach. Yes, it was very sexy. I was so excited and turned on by it all. When I did cum, it was so intense. Just thinking about it again while I am writing to you, it’s sexy. 
           I don't know that you could plan for something like that to happen. You just need to take advantage of it if it happens. A lot sexier don't you think? Writing about it now is turning me on again. LOL Enough of that! I have to get this completed for Jenny's letter.


            Jenny has written the story for this letter but before I hand over to her just let me give you some of the news first.

            Here in New Zealand, we are all doing very well.

            Of course, you may know that Jenny and Peter had two lovely daughters, Carol and Kirsten. She was very happy to get through it, she had a very hard time in labour. But once it was all over both Mum and the twins are now doing fine. Lizamoa went over to help when her time came and was with her the whole time in the delivery room. 

            The other big news is that Lizamoa and Joseph have now moved into their house and they are so happy with it. Well, they were only there for a few weeks when my friend realised she needed to sell. It appears that her mother is very sick and she is moving down to look after her. Joseph and Lizamoa were very upset at the thought they would lose their lovely house.

            Then Mike suggests, “Why don’t you buy it yourself?”

            They went to the bank and explained what had happened. At first, the bank was not particularly interested because Joseph and Lizamoa had only recently moved to New Zealand.

            Finally, they convinced the bank to at least run a credit check on them. The bank saw they had a good deposit (proceeds from their house in India), Joseph had a safe permanent job and after checking their saving history with their bank manager in India (Sarvesh) the bank decided to give them a mortgage loan.

            Joseph is also very happy with his job too. He has almost finished his training and I hear the Head Ranger wants Joseph to review some of the operations within the park and see if any improvements can be made. Joseph thinks his final role will be more than just an ordinary Park Ranger because they recognise his leadership ability and experience.

            Joseph likes working in the park too. He still thinks it is one of the most beautiful places he has seen. He comes home going on about the things he has seen and done. Lizamoa says it is not so normal for him to talk about his work like that. So he must be really into and enjoying his job.           

            As I said Jenny will be providing the story in this letter. So let me hand this letter over to her now.

"I'm so Horny."

Hi from Jenny:-.

             This is the first time I am actually writing something myself into the Letters Book. I know I helped Joseph and added a lot to that story about our night in India, Letter 57 Extra Story Three, but I never really wrote anything myself. Now I come to my own story. The timing is great too because I have some time on my hands while the twins are sleeping.

            As has already been explained in Lizamoa’s story about my naughty adventure with her husband Joseph, during my pregnancy I became very large. Of course, this was because I was having twins but also it was partly due to the fact that I have a smaller build than most other women so to carry two babies around I began to stick out much more compared to my size.

            Now as soon as we realised that I was pregnant, Peter began a series of photos. About every two weeks I removed my clothes and I posed nude for five photographs in exactly the same positions. They were a front view, a back view, the view from the side, then one of me sitting down and finally one taken of me lying on my back.

            We have placed these in an album we also put some of them together into a slide show. Recently we decided to show our friends our slide show. They were interested in the development and changes of my body. Of course, the most obvious change was my belly but there were other changes such as my breasts as well.

            The last few photo sets were after the birth which was also interesting showing how my body returned to some kind of normal although you can never expect it to be completely the same after that. 

            What did surprise everybody was my willingness to still wear a bikini, or as when we went to the Nude Nights, go completely nude. In fact, I think I look better being totally naked than when I tried to fit into my bikini. Being nude you can just let things hang naturally. Also, it was good being in the warm water because it took some of the extra weight and gave my poor feet a rest. 

            The other thing about my pregnancy was I was incredibly horny all the time. I was ready to pounce on Peter whenever he walked through the door. And that went for you other guys as some of you found out. I just could not get enough of it. You have heard of pregnant women having cravings, well my craving was for sex, as much as I could get.

            One day I was telling this to Lizamoa and Shanti. They were laughing about it, thinking it was a great joke but I am sure they didn’t realise I was serious. Peter was away for a couple of weeks in Japan looking at buying cars so I was telling them I had no idea what I would do for the evening. It was then they may have realised I really was getting desperate.

            That evening I got a phone call from Shanti. “Hi Jenny,” she said. “Liz and I were talking about your problem on the way home. I think you had better get your clothes off. Mike and Joseph are on the way over.”

            Wow! That was a shock. Lizamoa and Shanti had arranged for their husbands to come and pay me a visit. It was nice of them and nice of the guys too. Or maybe I should say nice for the guys. Ha. Ha.

            Well, I was ready for them when they arrived. I met them at the door stark naked. We didn’t even make it to the bedroom but did it on the floor by the fire. I took them both and still was ready for more. They lay me down and gave me a wonderful massage until I became so overcome with my lust I wanted them again. Then they both took me again.

            When I still wasn’t ready to stop they did oral on me, giving my wet pussy the full treatment until I was bucking around, crying out with the intensity of my cums.

            During the evening I had sex so many times that I lost count of the number of orgasms. It was a good evening, I was exhausted! They helped me upstairs and lay me in bed. They pulled the warm covers up over me and sat one on each side of the bed talking until I nodded off to sleep. I didn’t hear them go but they weren’t there in the morning.

            Thanks for your help guys I needed that! Ha. Ha. 

            When I told Peter on the phone the next day he thought it was funny. He said, “When a girl’s husband is away, normally she gets a friend’s husband to help her fix a light bulb or leaking tape, little jobs like that. You got them to fix you in bed instead.”

            “No! No Peter!” I protested. “It wasn’t like that at all. They didn’t fix me in bed. We didn’t even make it to the bed. They did it on the lounge floor.”

            “Well, that’s even worse,” he laughed. “When I get back I’m going to install new locks on all the doors and windows.”

             “Why Peter? Aren’t you happy that they came over?”

            “No, not locks to keep Joseph and Mike out. Locks to keep you in! You're becoming a danger to society.”

            With a laugh that was how we ended the call. 

            That wasn’t the only time a guy called around to help a damsel in distress during those nine months. I remember Steve turned up with Peter one evening. They had brought home pizza with them. I was so horny I couldn’t wait for dinner. I was all over Steve straight away tearing at his clothes to get them off. Well, the outcome was while Steve and I were into it on the couch; Peter sat across the room watching.
           The sex was good. I pushed him back onto the couch and sat over him, a leg each side. So he was inside me, thrusting up at me as I worked my hips. When that had sent me off we changed positions. I sat on the edge of the couch while be fucked me from the front. While he did I rubbed at my clit with my fingers which sent me to another couple of orgasms. Finally, I bend over the arm rest while be took me from behind to finish himself off.
           All this time Peter had sat munching on pizza watching us.
           We asked him about it later and he said, “Well I have to keep my strength up, don’t I?” 

            Then later not forgetting what happened at the hot pools. (See Letter/Story 64)

            I’m not sure even Joseph was ready for that one. It just started with me touching him and stroking him hard but I just got a bit carried away. I know he wasn’t expecting what happened next. In fact, I don’t think any of them were. I think I practically raped him that night in the pool! 
          It started when he lifted me into the pool and I felt his body against mine. I should have left it there but no, not me, I reached out a touched him. The excitement of feeling him getting hard was more than I could take. Suddenly I wanted him so bad, I wanted that big cock inside me. I rolled over on to him and with ease, he slipped inside me. Actually, for the size I was, I thought I did that rather well.
         Anyway, it was good sex and soon I was getting ready to cum. I knew the others were all watching. I could hear the jokes they were cracking, but I didn't care, I just want sex and the relief only an orgasm would give me. My cum hit me and it was good. For a second I remember thinking maybe I had beaten him but no, he was right behind me.
         So that was my sex session in the spa pool. A job well done if you ask me.

          Now I remember, there was actually another night at the hot pools. It was a normal night when swimsuits were required. Of course, I wore a bikini so I could stick out in the area between the two parts.
         We were with Mike and Shanti, the others couldn't make it, being a weeknight. It was getting late, towards closing time, not so many people around. I was getting worked up a bit with Mike. We were standing in shoulder deep water and I was up against him, my hands all over his body, yes, especially down there. It didn't take me long to get a reaction either. 
          I wanted more so we decided to try the changing rooms. The plan was for me to go into the ladies, check the coast was clear, then signal him to follow. Once we were locked in a cubicle we would be safe as long as we didn't make too much noise. Well, that was a plan anyway.
          It went OK and soon I had Mike in a cubicle with me. His swim shorts were soon gone and my bikini quickly followed. He pushed me back against the wall and I felt his cock press up into me.
         We were just getting to the best bit when we heard two girls walk into the changing room. I tried to hold it but my orgasm hit me. I couldn't help it, it was so intense that I let out a gasp before he covered my mouth with his hand.
         But the girls outside must have heard me.
         "Are you all right?" one of then asked.
         "Yes," I managed to say, still recovering. "I bumped my knee on the seat."
         Well, I had to say something. It was the first thing I thought of.
         "Well be careful," she replied as she walked away.
         We waited and soon the girls had gone. Mike hadn't cum so I got down on my knees and gave him a hot blowjob to finish him off. As he cum I took it all, swallowing everything he gave me.
         We put our togs back on and gently I opened the door. I heard a shower going but I thought that was next-door in the boys. No, the coast was clear and so we stepped out. Then shower next-door had now stopped. We stood there for a second while I gave him another hug.
         We had just turned to leave when suddenly someone came out of the shower room. She was completely naked. She was so shocked to see us that it was a moment before she though to cover herself.
          Then she smiled, "So that's what the noise was," she laughed. "Did you guys have fun?"
         What could I say? "Yes, it was," I replied. "It was very good."
         "I know you did," she laughed. "But what about him? Did he get off?"
         I notice by then she had dropped her towel away from her body.
         "Yes, I took care of him."
         "Nothing like the thrill of sex where you might get caught," she laughed, as still naked, she walked past us.
         "Even more fun when you get caught," I returned.
         I heard her give a laugh as she added, "That care of that knee."
         Back in the water, Mike was telling Peter and Shanti what happened. They were laughing, thinking to was a great story.

            Well, finally I have had the twins and things have returned to normal. By that I mean my 'cravings' but I've always enjoyed sex and are usually ready for some fun in bed.
            One night we were sitting watching TV when Peter brought up a concern about all this.

            “What if our daughters were taking note of your behaviour,” he asked me one day.

            “They won’t know what’s going on.”

            “Sure they will with all that was going on just outside.”

            “Well, they won’t know what was happening.”

            “On they will,” he replied. “They will know now that if you feel horny you are allowed to nearly rape your husband every night. And if he isn’t available you can invite all your friends’ husbands over and rape them instead. And if you are naked at the hot pools any poor guy nearby is fair game too!”

            “Peter! I wasn’t that bad. Was I?”

            “Oh, just ten times worse.”

            “I’m sorry!”

            “No, not at all. But you better explain it to your daughters or else once they become teenagers we’re in big trouble,” he said beginning to laugh.

            I then realised that he had been having me on.  

            A bit later that evening, I got up to switch the TV off and go up to bed. With the twins, I have to get sleep whenever I can and that meant sometimes I went to bed at different times to Peter who had to work in the morning. Seeing a chance to be together I went over to him. Bending down and kissing him I said.

            “Come on, honey. Let’s go up to bed.”

            He suddenly jumped up with wrapped his arms around his head and cried. “Oh no! Not the bed!  The bed! Oh no, not the bed! Please, not the bed again!”

            I just gave him a slap around the ear to shut him up and said, “Stop messing me around and get up to the bedroom. Now!” 

            As I finish this the twins are asleep tonight so it’s a quiet evening as I sit writing. Peter is across the table doing some book work. He has stopped now as I’ve been reading some of this letter out to him.

           Oh! This is all I have time to write now. I've got to go. Peter is asking me to come to bed for some fun.
          These randy husbands, they're a problem, aren’t they? Ha! Ha! 

                        Bye for now from all of us in New Zealand.

                                    Love Jenny.

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