Story 172 New Friends, New Faces, New Fun

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Hi from Hansini.

          I am sorry if this story moves too fast without much of the detail we all enjoy but it’s because I have a lot to cover in only one story.

          Now, when we came back from New Zealand, Mootie and I were invited over to the house of one of his colleges’ for a meal. At first, we weren’t sure since we didn’t know them that well but then, we decided to go. They were a nice couple, a bit younger than us but the evening went well. Hamza worked for Mootie and his wife Kalki worked at a small restaurant in the middle of town. They lived close by to us, on the same side of the river as the Game Reserve. We could have easily walked to their house.

           When we got there we found they had invited some other friends too. Kalki had invited a friend from her place of work, Sairu and her husband Payam, another couple whom I later discovered; they also didn’t know that well. I’m not sure why they suddenly went out and invited almost strangers to their home. Maybe they just wanted to make new friends. Maybe they had other ideas as well. Anyway, they did and in the end, I was pleased they did.

         As I said above, the evening went well. We had a good meal followed by a few drinks. Good conversation, some lively discussions and a lot of laughs. I soon discovered that these people were a tiny bit naughty too. Some of their jokes rested on border-line for this type of occasion. Not that it worried either Mootie or me.

         As we broke up to return to our house suggestions were made that we should do it again sometime.

        A few weeks later I was talking to Kalki and she asked when we were going to have another evening. When I replied anytime you want, she suggested the following weekend. That was fine with us, so we agreed to go. Again we had a good evening, a good meal, some wine and good conversation. Maybe just a tiny bit naughty conversation too.

        That set the tone for the next few times when we would meet in an evening for a meal at one of our homes. By then we were beginning to get to know each other a lot better.

        One evening we were back a Payam & Sairu’s house. This time they suggested playing a game. It was a quiz game where we would spin a dial to select questions we would then had to answer. It was fun and soon we were all getting into the fun of playing. I actually began to think Mootie and I were doing well and had a chance of winning.

        When we were given a choice of answering questions about an overseas country, my husband selected New Zealand. We got all five questions right which I think surprised our new friends until we explained we had just been to that country.

        It was just after that something happened that would change the whole evening.

        “What about the other questions?” Sairu asked her husband.

        “I’m not sure they would want to play that,” replied Payam.

        “What questions?” Kalki asked.

        “It’s the same game……The other questions are a bit sexy.”

        “How sexy?”

        “Well,.... some are very sexy,” answered Sairu with a giggle.

        “I’d like to see some,” Kalki said. Then she turned to me. “What about you Hansini? Do you want to look?”

        “Yes, we can look,” I agreed. I was a bit interested in what these sexy questions would be like too.

        Payam pulled out another packet of questions and handed them to Kalki. She opened it and pulled one out. She glanced at the card and then giggled. Looking up at us, a bit embarrassed.

        “Come on,” her husband, Hamza said. “Read it out.”

        She hesitated. It was only after some of us encouraged her that she began to read.

        She giggled, then tried to be serious, “Have you ever had sex in a public place? If so...... Where? How?” She hardly got that last bit out before bursting into giggles again.

        As she stopped giggling Hamza asked, “Try another one.”

        She looked over at him, smiled and said, “Ok, I will.”

        When she read the next card it said, “Do you wear sexy underwear under your ordinary clothes?  If so, describe it.”

        This brought another round of laughter. I could see us girls were laughing as much, if not more than the boys.  

        Still giggling Kalki removed another card. This one was the worst so far. She read, “If your partner asked you, would you take a shower with his/her best friend?”

        Oh wow! I thought that was really crossing the line.     
        Then Payam asked us, “Do you want to play?”

        Sairu was quick to answer him. “Yes, as long as it is just sex talk. We don’t have to do anything.”

        “Of course.”

        “What if we don’t want to answer a question?” I asked.

        “Ok. Let’s make a rule, you can make up a false answer or pass to another question.”

        I was OK with that. “Yes I’m in,” I said.

        I looked over at Mootie and he nodded his head. “Me too!”

        Kalki quickly agreed too and so did her husband. That left Sairu whom we knew would most likely say yes.

       So quickly the tame cards on the board were replaced by these sexy ones and the game continued. It was a fun night. Some of those questions were really over the top.

        One card I picked asked me to point to the person, other than my husband who I would most like to go to bed with. I was tempted to pass then thought this is a game. It’s all a lot of fun. I looked around the group. They were all looking back at me, waiting to see what I would do. I pointed at Hamza.

        A big smile appeared on his face as he said, “Bring it on Hansini.”

       This brought a round of laughter from everyone in the room.

        The evening finally came to an end. I’m not sure if anyone knew who actually won the game. It was just so much fun to play it with all those naughty questions. And we all knew each other a lot better by then too.

        We were just about to leave when Sairu said, “What will we do next time?”

        “What do you have in mind?” I asked her.

        “I hear in Western countries they have pool parties where the girls wear sexy swim-suits. I would like to try that.”

        “Sounds like fun,” I replied. “But where?”

        I did think of Amita’s house but I couldn’t say anything without asking her first.

        Then Sairu answered. “We have a small pool. It’s private too.”

        So we were going to their house again and there we were committed to going to a sexy swim-wear party. Here in India too!

        Later that night, I got teased by Mootie a bit. “So are you disappointed you didn’t get to go to bed with Hamza? He asked.

        “Mootie, it was only a game.”

        “Sure it was, Hansini. But I saw that look in your eye.”

        “What look?”

        “That ‘I’m keen’ look when he said. 'bring it on.'”

        “No Mootie. It was nothing like that. Just a game.”

        “Of course it was, honey.”

        I reach out to hit him but he jumped away, my fist finding only air.       

        During the next few weeks, I was wondering which swim-suit I should wear. Since she did say ‘sexy,’ it had to be a bikini. I knew that. It came down to either the one Amita has given to me the first time I went swimming at their house or my very sexy Wicked Weasel one. The tiny sexy one which went see-through when wet.

        I finally decided on wearing my more modest one so just before we left I was packing it into my bag when I looked down and saw my sexy WW one still laying in the draw. Suddenly I decided, picking it up I dropped it into my bag too, just in case, I might change my mind. Actually, I knew I wouldn’t wear it but it felt just a bit sexy taking it with me. As I did I glanced up to see Mootie standing in the doorway watching me. He didn’t say anything; just smiled.

        Well, we got to their house and they showed us through to a tiny courtyard at the back. It had been dark when we had visited their house before so I was surprised, it looked so pretty. On one side and end, there was a pretty garden of flowers. On the other was a swimming pool. It was small, but for a little group like ours, more than enough. At the far end of the wall against the back wall was a small rockery, complete with a fountain and waterfall into the pool.

        Suddenly I realised I had seen that fountain of the lady pouring from a large jug before. It had been in Brian’s shop. It sat in the centre of his display for a long time until one day it disappeared. Do you remember it, Brian?

        “Who made the garden for you,” I asked Payam.

        “A man called Brian. He had a plant shop over near that new warehouse. The one the bank manager built.”

        “We know Brian,” I said.

        “I don’t know where he went. Suddenly he just sold up and left the town.”

        “He went to New Zealand,” I said.

        “That is a long way from here.”

        “Yes,” I agreed. “He has a business there now.”

        That was funny. Here we were, enjoying a party in a garden built by you, Brian.

     

          We had a drink together in this pretty little garden. Then the men began setting up to cook over like what you call a barbeque in New Zealand.

         “Well, are we going to wear our swim-suits?” Sairu asked.

         “Yes, I bought mine,” I said holding up my bag.

         She took us into the house and showed us where we could change. I took off my clothes and then stepped into the bikini bottom. Soon I had the top fastened too and was viewing myself in a mirror. Yes, I still liked this bikini, even though I hardly wore it now. It fitted me well and showed enough of my body off without going too far. Yes, I knew I looked good in it.

         I packed my clothes in my bag and wrapped a towel around myself. I then went out to join the others in the garden. Sairu was there already, wearing a fairly modest bikini, similar to mine. Mootie told me later she had been wearing it under her shorts and blouse. To the boys’ surprise, she had just taken them off, out there in the garden.

         Soon Kalki joined us, also with a towel wrapped around her body.

         Of course, soon Sairu suggested we get into the pool. Partly it was because the afternoon was so hot but mostly I think to get our towels off. I had no problem with that, quickly peeling the towel off to reveal my bikini underneath. Kalki followed me to reveal a one piece she was wearing.

        The water was nice and cool. Soon the three guys joined us wearing their shorts. It was a small pool, no room for playing any ball games but at least it allowed us to get wet. We didn’t stay in the water very long because the boys had soon left us, going back to their cooking.

        When we got out of the water, all three of us remained like that. Just wearing our wet swim-suits. They looked better like that with the wet fabric more clinging and even the bumps of nipples showing too. The boys, of course, had left their shirts off, just remaining in their shorts. 

Question;- Why do boys wear those long, baggy shorts and us girls always wear those tiny, pussy-hugging bikini bottoms?

        Because all you girls like showing off for the boys.    (Steve)

        Anyway, I noticed Kalki was looking at me, I thought checking me out. Soon she was talking with me, admiring my bikini, commenting on how well it suited me. With her talking about it she attracted the boys’ attention to me as well. Not that it worried me! I kind of liked the attention.

         “I must get a bikini too,” she said.

         “They are fun to wear,” I replied. “Comfortable and a bit sex too.”

         “Ha! Ha!” she laughed. “I like the sexy bit.”

         “Did you know Hansini has one a lot sexier?” Mootie said.

          I was surprised he said that.

          “Do you?” Payam asked me.

          I just nodded yes.

          “How much more sexy?” he asked.

          I could tell he was very interested. In fact, they all were the way they were looking at me. I gave Mootie the look! You know the one. The ‘one more word and you are dead,’ look. But he just looked back and smiled.

         “Very sexy. Tiny in the front, nothing more than a string at the back.”

         “Oh, that sounds hot!” said Sairu.

         “Yes,” agreed Kalki. “I would like to see it.”

         “And it even worse when it gets wet too,” Mootie added.

         I thought, ‘That guy was going to get it when I got him home.’

         “Does it go see-through?”

         I just nodded.

         “Oh, I’d like to see that!” Payam said.

         “What do you want to see?” I asked. “The bikini or me through it?”
         I knew that was a bit sexy to say. Well very sexy to say actually but I was interested in his reply.

         He stopped and looked at me for a minute, maybe trying to judge what my reaction might be. Then he grinned. “Both of them!”

         The others were on to me too. I knew I could have just refused to put it on and that would be the end of it but by then I was starting to come around to the idea. Yes, I knew that once I was wearing it they would probably want me to get it wet but then that was sort of the purpose of a sheer-when-wet bikini. Get it wet and showing it all off.

         Finally, I decided to do it. I got up, taking my bag and headed for the house. Inside I stripped off my bikini and got the sexy one out of my bag. It takes a bit to put it on and get it looking right but with the help of the mirror, I soon had it.

        I looked at myself in the mirror. I always like that way I look in this bikini. So sexy! The top is tiny, showing much of my breasts, just a strip covered over my nipples. You can actually see the darkness of my nipples through the fabric. Lower down it was tiny too. I didn’t get a chance to shave so some pussy hair was showing over the top. Now turning away I checked the back view, adjusting the string that disappears between the cheeks of my arse.

        I was excited now. Turned-on by the thought I’d be showing them in this bikini. Yes, it was a sexy bikini but wearing it made me sexy too. And I knew that once the water touched it, everything I had would be seen. Yes, I knew it would be getting wet.

        Of course, I don’t need to tell you that it was a big hit. Not just with the men too. They were all admiring it as I did a few turns to reveal myself from all angles.

        “What about getting it wet?” Sairu asked.

        “Yes,” her husband agreed. “Get it wet Hansini.”

        I knew they were going to ask that. I also knew that this bikini goes totally see-through when wet but I fully intended to go into the water. I was turned-on by the thought of it but first I wanted to play with them, tease them a bit.

        I acted shy. Said I don’t think I should but soon all four of them were on to me. Of course, my husband added fuel to the fire by telling them it would go completely see-through which only made them more determined to get me into the pool.

        Then something happened I didn’t intend too. The two men, Hamza and Payam suddenly got up and came over to where I was sitting. Taking an arm each they pulled me to my feet and began pulling me towards the pool. I put up a struggle until they picked me up and carried me. In the process, some parts got touched that were more personal too. Naughty boys!

         Walking down the pool steps they dropped me into the water. I went completely under, of course soaking my bikini too. I glanced down. Yes, it was see-through! It was at that moment I had the bold idea to stand up. I knew what they all wanted to see so I stood there, facing them so they could see it. See it all, my breasts and dark nipples, as well as my pussy.

        After my little show, I turned and plunged back into the water again. Soon they were all in with me. It was sexy swimming like that. Even more sexy when I got out and walked over to my seat to pick-up my towel.

         I was now sitting back in a garden seat. I had a towel covering my bikini bottom but my top was exposed, my nipples clearly seen through the sheer fabric. I know it was showing a lot. Even more for a few moments as I had got out of the pool but I didn’t really mind what was on show or that the two men and their wives too were checking me out.

        Suddenly Mootie said, “I don’t think this is fair.”

        “What?” Hamza asked.

        “Well you two get to see my wife’s breasts and nipples and I get nothing.”

        Payam looked over at Hamza and smiled. Then he turned to the two girls.

        “Well girls,” he said with a laugh. “How do we put that right?”

        “What?” Kalki asked.

        “We get to see Hansini but poor Mootie gets nothing.”

        “What does he want?” Sairu asked.

        “Maybe some titties on show.”

        I was surprised that Payam went as far as suggesting that his wife bares her breasts. But she didn’t seem offended in the least by it. I fact I almost wondered if she welcomed his suggestion because quickly Sairu reached for her bikini top pulling it off over her head. 

        “There! Is that better Mootie?”

        “Much better.”

        Then Sairu turned to Kalki. “Well, are you going to join me?”

        Kalki gave a little giggle. “Ok then.”

        Pulling the shoulder straps down, she rolled the top of her suit away to reveal her naked breasts. She sat back with a second pair of breasts bare.

        Oh well. Since they were both topless I decided I might as well be too. My bikini top, still being wet was very see-through but it might as well come off. Soon I was topless like the other two girls.

        This wasn’t just a topless flash. All three of us remained like that for the rest of the time we were there. Yes, the boys were checking us out but then isn’t that part of the purpose of going topless anyway.

         We were just about to leave when Kalki said to me, “That was fun going topless.”

        “Yes, it was. And a bit naughty too,” I replied. 
        I thought to myself, 'this girl is getting bold.'

        “I would like to try that again,” she then said.

        “We can do even better than that,” Mootie said.

        There he was again with his naughty suggestions although I had to admit, his last one, of my wearing a sexy bikini had turned out well

        “What is that?” Payam asked.

        “We have a game called, ‘Strip,’” I said.   

        “What game is that?” Sairu asked.

        “Like a game but you play for each other’s clothing not points.”

        “Oh stripping! You mean you strip naked!”

        “Yes, we can go that far. The beauty of this game is that we play until everyone is naked.”

        “That is a sexy game,” Sairu said.

        “But could be fun,” Kalki added with a giggle.

        “Well do you want to come to our house next time. After dinner, we can play it if you want.”

        I was surprised that they were so interested, especially the girls. I think here in India, doing something like playing a stripping game is almost unthinkable. To now be talking about playing was quite sexy. And once again here were girls leading the discussion too. The question was would they play? Would they go as far as getting completely naked in front of everyone? They had done well going topless but totally nude was a bit bolder.

          Suddenly Sairu looked over at her husband. “I would like to play this game if you don’t mind?”

         “Well you almost got there today – going topless,” he replied. “You might as well show it all.”

         She smiled at him, “Of course I intend to show it all off. We all will won’t we?”

    

        Later in the week, I had a talk with Amita. I told her about these two couples. She already knew we were seeing them as I’d told her before. Now I was interested in them attending a nude weekend. She said she would talk with Sarvesh but didn’t see it being any problem. She also said it might be better to wait until after our night playing ‘Strip’ then we would know how well they could deal with nudity. That made good sense too!

        Our next night was to be held at our house. They turned up a bit early actually and Katrina and I were still working on dinner. Soon the other girls got in to help while the men were sitting in the hall.
        After the meal, Katrina excused herself, saying she wanted to skype with David.
       "Be good!" Mootie told her.
       "I always am," she replied with a laugh.
        When both Mootie and I laughed, our new friends didn't know what the joke was. But we both knew these Skype sessions were becoming more and more sexy. Some might even say X-rated.

        We had dinner and then everyone helped clean up and set up the dining table. Mootie had asked if they all still wanted to play the game. They all had agreed they did. He then asked them if it was too total nudity. I saw the two girls exchange nervous grins but they both nodded yes too.

        So then we all sat down to play. I think they were surprised when Mootie asked them to get up again. They had to arrange for us each to have equal clothing on. Then he arranged where they would sit. He put the girls Kalki and Sairu opposite each other. Then put the boys the same but opposite sides to their partners. He asked me to sit at one end between the two men while he sat between the two girls at the other end.

        So at the end was Mootie while to his right around the corner of the table sat Kalki. All of us girls wore sari’s while the boys wore shirt, trousers and jackets. Next to Kalki on the same side was Payam, then I sat around the corner from him. Around the corner to my right was the other man, Hamza. Those men had the best seat to watch me getting naked. Beside Hamza was Sairu which took us around the corner back to Mootie.

        As is usual, the game started slow but soon clothing was coming off all around the table. Playing a game like this, with new couples, added extra interest too. Sure all three of us girls had bared our breasts by the pool a few weeks before but now doing it in this situation seemed different, more exciting somehow. And of course the time before, the boys hadn’t bared anything but now they would. Soon they would be getting their cocks out for us too.

        It was actually a guy who got naked first when Payam bared all for us to enjoy. I was funny how Sairu, his wife was next to get completely naked. Two of us had been topless for a while when suddenly a demand was made on her. She smiled and seemed happy as she stood up to pull her panties down, revealing her pussy for all of us.

        Of course, I had no problem getting down to a set of tiny, sexy underwear. Then, as I said above, soon off came my bra to bare my tits and nipples. I even gave the boys something extra by taking them in my hands, holding them and rubbing my nipples with my fingers. For those two guys sitting so close they could have reached out and touched me, it was a great show. The girls were watching me and giggling too.

       As already mentioned above, I was the second girl to get totally naked. This time they saw my pussy much more clearly without the see-thought bikini bottom.

        So now three of us were naked. Kalki had been having a lot of luck. She was still the best dressing until something rather surprising happened. She got three demands, one after another. I have never seen that before in this game. Well, that took care of her last 3 items of clothing. Her tits are smaller than mine or Sairu’s but she still has great nipples. When I saw them again the thought crossed my mind of going over and sucking them. And then, off came her panties. Did we get a surprise! She was shaved, completely smooth, openly showing her open pussy lips. That was so hot to see her dark brown skin against the blackness of her pussy lips.

        It didn’t take us long to get the last two guys naked and baring their cocks for us. Like the first cock, these two were also nice and hard for us girls too. Ha! Ha!

        It had been a fun night. Always sexy too, seeing people revealing their bodies to the random selection of a card game. It’s, even more, fun when some of them are doing it for the first time too. Now we were all naked, sitting around having a last drink. While the boys had another beer, us girls finished the last of the wine.

        “This is a bit different,” Kalki said.

        “How do you mean, Kalki?” her husband asked.

        “Us like this all being naked.”

        “Yes and it’s kind of fun too,” Sairu added.

        “I don’t mind being like this now. I wasn’t sure I would.”

        “Yes, Sairu. It’s always nice being naked,” I said.

        “Have you done this before, Hansini?”

        “Yes, we have a nude weekend at our friend's house,” I replied.

        “A nude weekend?” Payam asked.

        “Well, clothing optional actually.”

        “A weekend might be fun,” Kalki said.

        My husband entered the conversation then. “You can take your clothes off, on Friday evening and wear nothing until Sunday afternoon.”

        “Really? I’d like to try that.”

        “If you are sure, I’ve talked to my friend and you are welcome to come. In two weeks’ time.”

        They were surprised. I think now they had been asked, a bit nervous too. There was some discussion between them. A few questions asked about how many would be there etc. Finally, both couples agreed to come.

        “Where is this place?” Kalki asked.

        “I’m sorry,” I said. “I can’t tell you until I confirm it with my friend.”

        “Oh! Ok”

        “If she says yes, we’ll borrow a van and pick you up Friday then drop you home Sunday after lunch.”

        Now Mootie added. “Now it goes without saying that this will be totally private. No one else must know this is a nude weekend. Some of us are well known in such a small town.”

        “No, of course,” agreed Payam.

        “It’s just like here. We can’t tell anyone about tonight either,” Kalki added.

        They all agreed the privacy of all of us had to be respected.

        So that was how the evening ended. We quickly found our clothes and got dressed again.

       As they left, I agreed to ring them in a few days. I checked with Amita and she confirmed that if I was confident with these new friends they were welcome to attend a ‘Special Weekend’.

        I rang both girls and they agreed to come with us for the next nude weekend.

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