Story 126 Katrina and the Pilot.

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       It is me, Katrina, again.

       This next story is actually about me and Hansini will be doing the telling of it. Before she is doing this Amita thought it would be good for me to be telling about some more of the trip. 

       That day turned into a fun evening for all of us and I ended up spending the night with Steve. And for those of you who are interested, I did behave myself and was a good girl for him. After the way some of you have treated him I think he was happy to be with someone who was not teasing and giving the hard time for him.

            First, we did like Sarvesh and the girls had done. We had a spa in the pool in my motel room. It was nice in the warm water with Steve and we had a good conversation together.

            Later when we got out of the pool we went into the lounge he did me a massage. This turned in a 69, for me the first time together. This time he was allowing me on the top and it was good for both of us. Then when we did sex again it was with him on the top in the bedroom. But I have told you of this story already.  

            We had a good night together and made good love-games together. Sharon, your husband is very good within the bed.

       When I woke in the morning he was gone. I woke to the sound of Amita knocking. When I called to her she told me to get up and meet them for breakfast in half an hour. I got out of bed in a hurry and it was then I discovered how sore I was. I tried to play warm water of the shower onto it, to sooth my pussy but it didn’t help too much. Maybe I overdid it last night.

       When I got to breakfast, they were all there. I saw some grins when they saw me. They must be thinking; 'That girl had a hard night!' 

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                                                                               Posted by Ayaka.

         The idea for this story came from a combination of two experiences I had after moving to live on the farm with Anne and Allan. When Shandra left to go and manage another company farm, they wanted someone to manage and run the dairy shed where we have a 70 bale rotary milking platform. This job required learning about the machine’s operation and maintenance, something Anne never had the patience to do. It also meant working with the engineers when they came to do repairs for the annual refit before each season began. I took this role and enjoy doing it now as Anne’s Dairy Manager.

         So the first part of my idea came when we had two engineers working on the platform. Shandra had encouraged me to get in and help them as I would learn more that way. In the work we were doing they were replacing some of the ankle sensors which were placed level with the bracelets the cows wore. This meant bending down to reach them.

        I was wearing no bra that day and a loose shirt. I did not realise at first that it was opening when I bent down. Suddenly I caught him looking and knew he had been looking down my shirt. That was naughty of him and a bit sexy for me too. Next time I made sure he could look again, just talking to him and pretending not to notice.

        Finally, Anne and Susan came in to see how the work was progressing. Yes, they caught what I was doing too. Later they teased me about it and Anne said it might make a good story theme.

        I was looking for an idea where I could use this when we went on a trip to Taupo. We had booked to fly on the float-planes for a trip across the lake to the volcanoes like in this story. We were sitting having lunch on the foreshore after our trip watching the pilot washing his aircraft. Then the idea came to me that I could get Katrina to help cleaning the aircraft while flashing for the pilot at the same time. I mentioned it to Anne and we wrote some quick notes to write this story when we got back home.    

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Story 125 My Night with Steve.

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       It is me, Katrina.

       I like Steve. He has always been a nice man to me. I know sometimes his talking gets the girls get angry at him but I like listening to him because he is always telling the jokes to make me laugh. I am coming to know that the English can be used to make the jokes with double meanings. It is sometimes hard to understand but I am learning now.

       Now to begin my own story.

      Ok, I had my own motel room, so Steve arranged to join me there. I was surprised that I did because mostly on this trip I had been sharing rooms with Amita and Sarvesh.  I think maybe it was because the Motel was empty except for us. It was a room with a double bed and a single bed. Of course, I was in the double bed. There was also the living area where a little kitchen, a table for eating and seats to see the TV were there. And then the bathroom of course which came with a spa too. It was a nice place for a motel and I was happy with it.

       Steve arrived from his room and he had a little plastic bag as well, I could not see what was in it but it appeared to be a bottle of some kind.

      “What is that?” I asked.

      “Oh, you will see. A surprise for you,” he laughed.

      I stood there before him, he was facing to me and we looked at each other. It was a bit funny almost like we didn’t know what to do. Where we could start this from? I think partly was because we couldn’t do the usual things of stripping each. We had just come from nighttime nude swimming and all I had on was a towel. It was wrapped to just cover my breasts and pussy. His towel was just around his waist.

       Then when he didn’t say anything I thought to start it.

       “Want to take the spa?” I asked him. “I have it heated.”

       “Ok,” he agreed.

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                                                                               Posted by Shandra.

         This is the third story of the nights following the two sexy swims at the motel pool. Out of the three of them, this was the last one written. Anne wrote her Story124 My Night with Shanti a long time before. As we began considering how we would publish this volume Kim was given a story to write about Sharon, Lizamoa and Sarvesh – Story 123  My Night with Sarvesh. Still feeling we could do with some more sex through this section I did this one about Katrina and Steve.         

        A massage is always a good way to start a sexy evening. Some of the best sex I’ve had has been after a full body massage. So that was how I began with these two people. I wanted to get Katrina to do something new, something different so I carefully went back through the stories to establish what she has actually done and her sexual experience made quite an impressive list. The one thing stood out that she hadn’t done, a 69 with a guy, so that was what I did.

        I began Ok but then wrote myself into a corner by putting Katrina on top of Steve. You see my sexual experience of doing 69s is with both of us lying on our sides. I should have done it that way. I talked it over with Anne on the phone and she happened to be chatting online with a friend. She asked him and he said Katrina would need to rest on her elbows so she could hold Steve’s cock.

        Another thing not on 'Katrina’s list' was having some rough sex. She got into it and enjoyed it too, so next morning we gave her a sore pussy, serves her right, naughty girl.

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Story 124 My Night with Shanti.

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            Hi, it is Mootie here.

            After the fun in the pool, I noticed different people were pairing up for a night of fun. I decided I would do the same, so I looked around at the girls in the pool. Then I spotted Shanti. Ever since I had met her in India during the crocodile hunting story, I have been fascinated by this woman. I thought now might be the time to spend the night with her.

            For a moment she turned away from me and so taking my chance I stepped up behind her and reached around to cover her eyes with my hands.

            “Hey!” she cried. “Who is that?”

            “You lover for tonight,” I replied.

            “Mootie?”

            “Yes, Shanti,” I replied. “Will you share my bed with me tonight?”

            “Well, I don’t know Mootie. Maybe I will get another offer.”

            “Hey guys,” I called out. “Does anyone want to make Shanti an offer or is she mine for the night?”

            “Be my guest,” Mike said.

            “Go for it,” I heard Peter say.

            “I’m not yours,” replied Shanti. “Who do you think you are? You don’t own any girl you take to bed.”

            I realised my mistake by saying ‘mine.’ I knew how Shanti had reacted to Joseph in his letters sometimes and now I had put my foot in it myself. For a moment I thought I might even have blown my night with her. That same fire which attracted me was now turning back against me.

            “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.”

            “You Indian guys are all the same. You think you own the women.”

            “Look Shanti, I didn’t mean it. I am sorry.”

            But she wasn’t going to let me off lightly. “It’s no use saying sorry now. It’s too late now.”

            “I didn’t mean…..”

            “Well I will spend the night with you but you don’t own me," she said. Then came the surprise as she continued. "I own you. OK? I expect you to do exactly what I tell you. Then I might forgive you.”

            I wasn’t sure what I was getting into. I had seen Steve get into trouble with women at the resort. I hesitated for a minute thinking about what she might have in store for me.

            “Well?” she asked. “Do you agree?”

            Everyone was watching, waiting to see what my answer might be. Finally, I agreed to her conditions.

            “Yes Shanti, “I replied. “I do not own you. For tonight you own me and I will be your sex slave.”
            A broad smile crossed her face. "Thank you, Mootie," she laughed.

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                                                                               Posted by Anne.

         Now Mootie is supposed to be a quiet guy. When we decided on writing some follow-up stories for the events in the pool, I thought, ‘What would happen if I put this shy gentleman, with the boldest and most out-going woman in the group?’ This story you have before you is the result. 

        I began with them in the pool with Mootie coming up behind Shanti, covering her eyes and asking to spend the night with her. He makes a small mistake by saying ‘she is mine for the night.’ I’m sure Shanti understood what he meant by that, in fact in the story she says she did, but she was rather naughty by giving him a hard time over it.

       Mootie most likely realised that she wasn’t serious but he decided to play the game and was most attentive to her all through the meal at the restaurant. Even his wife Hansini picked up on it and commented too.

      This was based on a real event where Allan once got into trouble with me. We had already arranged to go out for dinner with our friends so we had to go. Allan was very attentive to me all evening. Getting my food, pouring my drinks, opening the car door for me. Our friends noticed and teased him, but he stuck at it. I was proud of him that he did and my attitude quickly softened towards him. What surprised me was that I found I rather liked his attention, in fact, you could say I was turned on by it. The sex that night was really good and I made sure I more than repaid him for his efforts too. 

        Back to my story, the sex scene that followed was Ok, not one of my best but then this story is as much about the journey to the bed, as about what happened on it.

        As I’m writing this, just before these three stories are uploaded, I’ve noticed a mistake we have made. In Story 123 My Night with Sarvesh, Kim wrote that they came back from the second swim wearing only towels, they didn’t bother getting dressed. When Shandra wrote Story 125 My Night with Steve, she agrees on this point, having Katrina in only a towel too. But then I looked at my story here and discover I have them undressing before sex.

       There is a reason for this mistake. I wrote my story before Susan wrote about the second swim in Story 122 Naughtier Swimming so I was thinking they would have come straight back from the restaurant. Anyway, it’s too late to change now so we’re going to leave it as it is. 

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Story 123 My Night with Sarvesh.

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           Hi, it is Sharon.

            During the time we spent swimming that first time, I was watching Sarvesh over beside Joseph and Mootie. He was a taller man but beside those other two men, he looked smaller.

            He was talking with the motel manager when he looked over and saw me watching him. Then he smiled and to my surprise, he blew me a kiss. I think he thought only I would catch it but Lizamoa was watching too.

            “Sarvesh, you are doing it again.”

            “Doing what Lizamoa?”

            “You are blowing secret kisses behind your wife's back.”

            “Yes Liz, but this time it is not innocent.”

            “Not innocent? Yes, I knew you were the naughty boy, Sarvesh.”

            “Yes this time I am asking the girl for a night of wild, passionate sex,” he replied in a voice loud enough that we all could hear.
            That stopped all conversation. They were all waiting to hear what would happen next. Of course, he didn't offer more. He waited so Lizamoa had to prompt him.

            “Well, who is going to accept your offer, knowing you are doing behind Amita’s back?”

            “I am,” I said, coming up behind her.

            That gave her a surprise as she didn’t see who Sarvesh had been looking at.

            “Amita, are you happy with what your naughty husband is up to?”

            “I am very happy Lizamoa,” Amita replied. “Now I am free to be naughty with your husband. He can be into my bed tonight.”

            Again Lizamoa got a surprise. “My husband?”

            “Yes Liz, your husband,” Amita said. Then turning to Joseph she asked, “Joseph since my husband is busy being naughty tonight, would you like to come to my room, be naughty with me?”

            “Of course Amita. I would like to be naughty with you tonight.” Joseph replied with a grin. “I want to be very naughty with you tonight.”

           “Ohhh! Sounds like fun,” Amita laughed.

           “And Shanti and I are going to be naughty too,” added Mootie.

           “And I am going to be very naughty with Katrina,” Steve said.

            Poor Lizamoa suddenly realised they were all ganging up on her and that she had been beaten again. Then suddenly she realised that soon we would all have partners and she might end up left out.

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                                                                               Posted by Kim.

       They wanted another story, needed it in a hurry. Something naughty, something sexy, that is what they told me, so I began writing about Sarvesh and Sharon spending another night together. Yes, I know he has done that already, been with Sharon on this trip. He should have been with some other girl but Sarvesh likes Sharon’s big breasts so we gave him another chance to play with them.

       Later, when we began working on what others were doing that night, I agreed to take the spare girl, Lizamoa, and add her to my story as well. Anne helped me with that part, making it so Liz appears to almost miss out on a night of sex but we wouldn’t do that to poor Lizamoa, would we? We are nice writers. LOL 

       Now to my story. The girls couldn’t help teasing Sarvesh in the spa pool. That comment about eating a cat is a classic. I can’t take credit for that one. It came from Rajah at a writers meeting. (I just hope our cat Princess never gets to read this!) The outcome of that is Sarvesh and Sharon end up fucking in the pool while Lizamoa watches.

       This brings us to the second sex scene where Sarvesh and Lizamoa have sex. This time Sharon stays out of it while they have a more gentle session on the bed.

       The final scene is the big one where Lizamoa and Sharon start playing together. It quickly turns into a full on sex session again which ends with Sarvesh joining in too. 

       Not so detailed in the sex as many stories are but I think it gets there. Mostly it is based on real things I have done with the guys here. The girl sex was based on what I have done with my friend Ayaka. We have some good sex together and she helped me get the scene in the story ready too.

        As mentioned above, I had to get this story done in a hurry since the publication date was rushing up fast so I had a lot of help from the other writers too. Hope you enjoy it.  

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Story 122 Naughtier Swimming.

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Hi, Katrina again.

            This story was originally called by another name but I like how Mike described it in his ending so I changed the title to fit.

            While we were swimming in the pool the second time, some interesting things happening within the pool. This is going to be my story about some of those events but before I tell you of this, my story must go back to the first swimming we were doing.

Of course, you will have been reading of the secret way the men tried to be taking our swimsuits off. But I was ready for them and when Peter tried, I escaped from him. Ha! Ha! Mike told to catch me and get me naked and four of the men were chasing me. I ran to the other side of the pool where Shanti was but they were coming after me. Two men were from each way.

I knew my escape had to be made before the four got together and so I decided Steve and Sarvesh. I thought if I could get past Steve then I might be able to escape Sarvesh.  I ran straight towards them which I think was a surprise to Steve. He made a grab at me but I ducked down as I jumped to his side. He missed me. Ha! Ha! Steve. You missed me! You are too slow!

But then Sarvesh was right in front of me. I was running and he was there. I could not avoid and could not stop, I put my head and hit him in his chest. It was harder than I expected and a shock to me. It was also a shock to him and he stepped back before he grabbed for me. In that time my movement forward made me the chance to get away. To my surprise, I realised I was free and running away from them.

The girls were calling for me to escape and the men were calling to each other to catch me. I ran back to the first side with the four men behind me. Mike tried to catch me again but I ducked away from him. The girls were now cheering to me. It was only when I looked to see where the men behind me were that I got too close to Joseph then I was being caught and they stripped me to be naked. And you are naughty boys, all the touching you did too.

Joseph, you are just the big bully, picking on the poor innocent girl who can’t defend herself and throwing her to the water.      

Then we were getting the men too. Each man was caught by some of us and had their swim suit removed too. Joseph had the biggest fight to make but us girls got him too. Not so tough as you think Joseph are you? Tickle! Tickle! Tickle! Ha! Ha! 

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                                                                               Posted by Susan.

Now Susan here.

        When reading last week’s story out at a Letters Meeting it seemed dull and boring. Actually quite poorly written really. Anne was with me in pushing to scrap it and work on an entirely new pool story. Shandra and Allan wanted to save it. So while they worked on the old story I began laying out a new one, a lot sexier. In the end, both stories have made it into the Letter Books.       

       Now I wanted sex in the pool or at least something very sexy. It was suggested that I try a cum contest. I have never been a fan of those; I believe some people naturally take longer to cum than others. Also, it depends on how turned-on they are at the beginning too. Well anyway, I did it, I wrote about the guys getting the girls off. It worked Ok of course; it always would in a story, not like in the real world.

        Then it was suggested that Katrina gets Joseph off. I liked this idea a lot so worked hard on that part of the story. I based it on once when Rajah sat on the poolside and I gave him a really great blow-job while everyone watched. I worked this little scene into a second contest to make it more interesting, although I only detailed what happened with Katrina and Joseph.

       Now finally we added in the Manager and his wife. I had the idea of one of the men fucking her but Anne felt that was a bit too bold so, in the end, I let them just take part in the contests. In the build up to one of the Indian men having sex with her I had already included the contact with Mike while playing ball and Joseph admiring her pussy, both of which we decided to leave in the story. 

       So where did I get their names, Robert and Rebecca? They are our kids. Anne’s son and my daughter.

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Story 121 Swimming at the Motel Pool.

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Hi, it is Mike here now.

We were checking into the motel when the manager told us we were the only group staying that night. Once before, Shanti and I had stayed there, so I knew the swimming pool was private, only over-looked by motel units so I asked if there would be any objection with some of us skinny-dipping.

He told us no problem after the staff left at five, then only him and his wife would be on site.

I noticed Sarvesh smiled when he heard this and so I said, “Let’s keep this as a surprise for the girls.”

He quickly nodded in agreement. 

When we met again with the group they were unpacking gear from the vehicles.

Sarvesh said, “We’re were going for a swim first.” And then he added, “And Katrina you can be wearing your hot sexy bikini again.”

“Ok,” she replied. “I know you like seeing me in that bikini, don’t you Sarvesh?”

“Yes, I do.”

“I think you like seeing me wet, with the pussy and the nipples showing.”

“Yes,” he replied again. “That one is best.”

Then she suddenly said, “Sarvesh you are being a naughty boy looking at other girls wearing the see-through bikinis.”

“No Katrina. I am only doing the looking. You are the naughty one for doing the wearing and the showing when it is wet.”

“Maybe I will be wearing the other bikini and then I am the good girl, not showing anything. Will that be better for you Sarvesh?”

“No, I want the sexy one, the see-through one.”

“See I knew it, you like the sexy one. And I know you like seeing too.” And then she lowered her voice and said, “And I like showing you too.”

‘Oh wow,’ I thought. ‘That girl is getting cheekier and cheekier each day.’