Story 203 Naughty Farmer.

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          It had been an exciting evening for this girl. I had seen many of the sexy things who was done by many people but even more, I myself had been doing also. Yes, I was involved in the playing the sexy stripping game. I was with a game partner called Donald. He was a white man, a director of Sarvesh’s company for the Australian division. It made us to have the most unusual team with both the oldest player and the youngest player in one team.

          Like all these men he turned out to become very naughty to me. I liked that one too. We had been asked to do some very sexy things to each other but also to others too. I discovered Donald was a great pussy eater. What he did for me caused me making two very strongly cums. I was happy for this and when the time came I licked and sucked to his cock until he cum in my mouth. I kissed him like that, making his cum spread over his mouth too.
        It was fun to play this game but now the evening events were almost over. I was sitting to one side watching the last few playing on the mats. Yes, it was full sex with Joyce and Mega involved with some men from New Zealand. Those girls were having too much fun. I am surprised the men had enough to keep going too.

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Hi, Susan,
         As we've been completing this series of stories some of us faster writers have been throwing in extra stories. This is one from me. I was reading Mary's story where she wrote about a short conversation between Tom and Kalki. It was short, not really serious, just some light hearted flirting. I decided to explore this idea further, the idea of Tom and Kalki getting together. If you jumped straight into the story before reading these notes you might be wondering who the real writer was as its not my usual style. Let me explain.
        
        Now, Kalki was writing this so I had to get inside her head. What is she really like? How would she write a story like this? She is young, not so experienced sexually but still a bit bold with an interest to try something different. She has already written part of a story but we must assume she had a lot of help from Amita and Hansini with that. Now she was going to try one herself.
        Speaking mostly in her mother tongue, English would be a second language for her. While not speaking it so well, writing in English would be even harder. So her language would be rough with a number of errors, with many of these being picked up by either Hansini or Amita, a few would remain. (Please note that Moa before you kick my arse!) 
        I noticed when Reshma had written Story 192  Europeans in Our House, she had done a lot to build out the character of Kalki. This was very useful for me. As has been pointed out in the comments of that earlier story, Kalki turned out to be much like a friend of Asami's, Tukiko from Japan. Tukiko has this habit of referring to herself as 'this girl' which I borrowed for this story. I rather like that so 'this girl' (Susan) thought she would use it too. 
       Kalki starts her story off a bit confusingly. She doesn't identify herself at the top but just jumps straight into her story. Then she decides to stop and say its Kalki here, almost as if she starts her story again. Her fun with Donald gets repeated twice too. Inexperienced at writing, not organizing her thoughts before starting, she struggles until she settles into her story. Sound convincing to you? Anne brought it, so if the boss likes it, we publish.

       The story itself doesn't have much of a plot, just two people going off for some sex. What I did want to use, was the inexperience of Kalki against the smallness of Tom's cock. It has been asked how someone can fuck with a cock like that and be successful. Well, now you know. Ha! Ha! Am I guessing here or speaking from experience? Work that out yourselves. 

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