Story 215 Greasy Pole.

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Hi from Shanti,

         This had been some weekend. Wild, sexy, exciting! I had certainly enjoyed it. After the movie games and the anything-goes contest, most of us didn’t get to bed until quite late, early you might say, then slept in next morning.

         Now it was Sunday. I awoke in the guest house and gently pulled myself out from under Jeremy who was still asleep, half laying over me. On the bed, beside us, Hamza and Sharon were together, still asleep too. Thoughts came back as to what a wild time that had been with those two horny guys really ready to play.

        That had been some night. Those men were so horny. So ready to fuck. Not that Sharon and I had any problems with that. I can still remember Jeremy taking me from behind while I sucked Hamza off. Sharon was sitting over Hamza, presenting her bare pussy to him so he could eat her out. It was a sexy scene. Some hot fucking for sure. 
       Finally, it came to an end when Jeremy was with me and Hamza was with Sharon. That was another big orgasm for me before we fell asleep as I found myself in the morning. I don’t know how much male-cum we had taken from them as I’d lost count of how much they did.    
      So, there they were, the three of them, laying on the bed now, still asleep. 


       I just left them sleeping, taking a towel, I made my way downstairs and around the pool towards the main house. The water looked still and inviting. I dipped my foot in and gave a shudder at the cold. It was not that cold, just felt so against the warmth of the air. Even at this early hour, the heat of the day was building. Taking a deep breath, I plunged in, surfacing far out in the pool, I began stroking towards the opposite end. Now the water felt great against my naked body as I swum a couple more lengths.

        Quickly, I dried myself off and slipped into the shirt and shorts I’d brought with me. Nothing under, of course, but I couldn’t remain nude this morning as visitors were expected. Leaving the wet towel hung over a seat I headed into the main house.

        In the kitchen, I found Amita and Paula sitting talking, having a coffee. Amita got up to make me one too while I pulled up a chair to join them.

        “How did those young guys go, Shanti?” Paula asked.

        “Like, wow!” was all I replied with a grin.

        They both laughed.

        “As good as that?” Amita asked as she handed me a mug.

        “Even better,” I replied.

        The coffee was good. Sweeter than I normally have it but after all I’d been doing, I probably needed the energy anyway.

        “So, what’s happening today?” I asked.

        “Nothing planned,” Amita said. “But the kids arrive back this morning.”

        I looked at the clock on the wall and it said half ten.

        “What time are they due?”

        Amita looked up and noticed the time too.

        “About now,” she said. “I better open the gate.”

        I went with her and she had hardly turned off the alarms when a van pulled up outside. It was one of Sarvesh’s vans that he had loaned to Jeevan’s brother. They drove in and the excited kids began piling out.

       Jeevan’s brother didn’t stay long. Amita introduced him to me and we chatted for a few minutes then he took his car and left the compound. With most of those inside still naked or close to it, we couldn’t very well invite him in, could we? He didn’t seem to expect it. Just saying that my daughter had been good but Michael had been in trouble with a couple of the boys. I’m not surprised at that. Boys! The little ones are as bad as the big ones. LOL

       As the car pulled out, Amita shut the big gate behind him and we walked up the path to the house. Of course, the kids hadn’t waited, going straight in. Only Riya, Mandara’s oldest daughter had stayed with us.

      “Is this a nude day, Auntie Amita?”

      “Yes honey, it is.”

      “Oh, good,” said the girl about my daughter’s age. “They have good games.”

      Amita just smiled but I wondered what she meant. Surely, she didn’t mean the adult games we play.

      “What games?” I asked.

      Riya looked at me with a funny look. I think a bit surprised that I asked such a silly question. “Tennis, chess and that pole game by the pool.”

      “Will we be doing the pole game, Auntie Amita?”

      “Yes of course. Uncle Sarvesh has set it up.”

      “Oh good,” laughed the girl as she skipped ahead of us.

      “Pole game?” I asked Amita.

      “Smooth pole across the pool,” she replied.

      “Is that those brackets beside the pool?”

      “Yes, we’re doing it this morning. Sarvesh should be set up by now.”

      I walked in to find the kids at the table tucking into the food. They seemed to have forgotten they had already had breakfast before they came. Anyway, there was plenty for everyone.

      After breakfast and things were cleaned up, we headed outside to the pool area. Most of the adults were naked so I joined them like that. I love to be naked, so free and comfortable like that. I also love getting naked with other people too. As well as the freedom of being without clothes it could be a bit sexy too.  

       Of course, when the kids joined us on these nude days, they were free to choose whether to wear a swim-suit or go naked like us. I noticed most of them, including the two older girls, my daughter Kathy and Jeevan’s daughter Riya, were wearing swim-suits. That surprised me a bit because my Kathy was a little nudist like me. Usually couldn’t wait to get her clothes off.

         A contest had developed and we were trying to find the winner, who could stay on the pole and knock their opponent off. We used sticks with padding balls on each end so you could hit with a right or left a swing. A good strong hit and your opponent would lose their balance and fall into the water. But just remember that your opponent, who also had a padded stick, was trying to take you out as well. So sometimes you use your stick for defence, warding off and blocking their attempted attacks. Once it had become wet, the pole across the pool became much more slippery. Almost impossible just to stand there. 
       Among the women, I was doing well. I had taken Amita with ease in my first round but to my surprise, Kalki had put up quite a fight. I almost lost it with that hit she gave me but I recovered and took her out before she regained her balance.

       In the second set of contests, I faced Betty and then Paula. Both were good but I managed to beat them. That low blow Betty made to my legs nearly got me though! That put me through to the final rounds. I knew these were going to be harder because now I would be coming up against some of the men.

       My first opponent was Sarvesh. You just know it had to be him. And this was going to be a fight because he would not want to lose to a woman, especially to me. But, wouldn’t it be great if I could take him out. Of course, it didn’t help by my telling him he was going to die before we started. But to beat him, that would really make my day! Ha! Ha! And ruin his too. I knew I would have to get him quickly if I had any chance of beating him.

       So, as we met at the centre the pool and I went straight for him, swinging the end of my stick so the padded ball would hit him in his side. Of course, he saw it coming and swung his stick to block me, my stick only finding the shaft of his. I knew he would but that was only part of my plan. I swung my stick so the pad on the other end was aimed at his other side. He wasn’t expecting another aggressive hit from me so quickly and couldn’t get to defend himself. I hit him, hit hard in the side, almost toppling him into the water. He leaned over dangerously before he recovered. That surprised me, I thought I had him, he was gone.

        Anyway, while he was recovering, I was ready with my next hit. This time, I made a thrust, straight at his chest. I thought I’d hit him but just in time, he saw it coming, taking a step back to avoid me. Lucky his back foot had found the firm pole and he remained upright. He stepped towards me, taking a swing at me with his stick. I pulled back so it swept across just in front of my stomach. It was a close one. It would have taken me for sure. I followed through with my own stick, trying to knock his stick from his grasp. That was my mistake because I left my side undefended. He twisted around, stepping in towards me as the other end hit me in my side. I tried to stay on. I think I would have if his second hit hadn’t hit me again. That too me out! I knew I was going. I was falling as I let go the stick. There was no saving myself as I fell, the water rushing up to meet me.

       Damn! He had beaten me! And now I had to look at his smug face! LOL

       I came up out of the water and he was standing above me laughing.

       “Not so good now, Shanti,” he laughed.

       Yes, I had lost. He had beaten me. But it didn’t mean he wouldn’t be getting wet too. I stepped to the log that was about my shoulder height and grabbed his foot with both hands. 
       "Hey! Stop that!" he protested.
        Falling back into the water I pulled at him as I did. Using my falling weight, I pulled his foot out from the log. He leaned back to try and regain his balance. For a moment it was working too. But then I let go of his foot.

        He had been pulling back and without me, suddenly he was out of balance. He tried to regain himself but he was leaning back too far. He was gone and he realised it too as he turned to face his plunge into that water.

        I was standing in the water laughing as his head came up on the other side of the log. He saw me, saw me laughing. His face changed.

       “Right Shanti. I’m going to get you for that.”

       He plunged forward, going under the log. It was then that I realised my danger and turned to run but by then he was almost on top of me. If I could start swimming, I knew I had a chance to escape but he was too fast. As my arms swung with my first strokes, he was on to me, grabbing me by my waist and pulling me against himself.

       His arms were around me, holding me tightly, one hand holding my bare tit while the other went between my legs, for my pussy.

       “Not so clever now, are we?”

       “Get off me,” I protested.

       “You’re not getting away now,” he laughed.

       I felt his fingers pressing into me through the parted lips of my pussy. I tried to struggle but his other arm held me tightly against him.

       “Stop that!” I told him.

       “Juicy pussy,” he whispered in my ear.

       “Get out!” I protested.

       He just laughed in reply.

       I turned my head to those watching and cried out for help. But no one moved. The men were laughing, the women were watching to see how this would go. Suddenly, two of those watching moved. My daughter Kathy stepped to the poolside followed by Mandara’s daughter Riya. Kathy made a smooth dive surfacing just behind Sarvesh with Riya straight behind her.

        Before Sarvesh knew what was happening, the two young girls were on to him. Kathy had grabbed at his arm, trying to pull it from around me while Riya had jumped up so her whole body was against his back, her arms around his neck.

       It was now that Sarvesh realised this new attack. He released me, his hands going for the arms around his neck. Being much stronger than her he released himself from Riya so she slipped off into the water. Now he turned from me to meet his attackers.

       Suddenly, both girls realised the position they were in. Two young slim 10-year-old girls against this grown man. They backed away from him as he stepped towards Kathy. But I was pleased these two had come to my aid so I wasn’t going to leave them now. I stepped forward to grab Sarvesh from behind. He struggled, losing his balance, falling back against me. The girls saw their chance, plunging back in to grab a leg each.

       Now Sarvesh was in trouble. We got him. Ha! Ha! I was holding him around his shoulders, his head back against my chest. The girls were holding a leg each so he was laid back in the water, partly held, partly floating. I looked over at the girls and could see them smiling. We had him and they both knew it too. There was only one thing left to do. I stepped back, pulling his body tight so he floated on the water. Not sure what Riya thought when she saw his cock surface right in front of her but no one had time to think about that. I pressed down on his shoulders, driving him under the water as all three of us let go and turned to run.

        By the time Sarvesh surfaced, we were gone. I turned my head to see him coming after us. Kathy is a good swimmer so she reached the steps not long after me. But Riya is not so good. She had dropped a bit behind us. I turned to help her but too late as Sarvesh has reached her. I watched as he lifted her tiny body right out of the water before throwing her. She plunged under before she surfaced near him.

        He was smiling and she came up laughing beside him. At least he had got one of us. I suppose that was some small victory but we had got him.

        Sarvesh reached over to Riya, putting his arm around her shoulders as he asked if she was OK. She was fine. Smiling and laughing back as her arm went around him.

        After a few more fights on the pole, it was time for lunch. Over lunch, it was decided that some of the kids could try the pole. Of course, with the younger ones they could hardly hold the long sticks and when they swung at their opponent, they often ended up swing themselves off balance and into the water. We were there to catch them, of course. It was all fun for everyone which was the main thing among the kids.

        But there was one match that really became a fight. Sarvesh called up Kathy and Riya for the next fight. Both girls had been sitting watching the fun. As I said above, it is normal at these nude weekends that the kids kept their swimsuits on so both girls still wore their suits.

        They stood up and I saw Kathy say something to Riya. Both girls laughed. To my surprise I saw both girls reach for their swim-suits, pealing them down off their slim girlish bodies. They had decided to fight nude like us adults. That surprised me as I had thought Riya might be a bit shy.

         The fight that followed was a good one. They seemed evenly matched, striking for each other, sometimes being blocked and sometimes scoring hits. Neither seemed to be able to knock the other off the pole.

        I could see both girls were getting tired and knew this could not continue much longer. When the end came, it happened fast. I think Kathy is a bit stronger than Riya. Certainly, slightly bigger. She hit Riya in her side and Riya almost lost her balance. Before she could regain herself the pad on the other end of Kathy’s stick hit her hip. That was it. Riya was gone. She dropped her stick as she plunged into the water.

        Mike was there as she surfaced, putting his arm around her to support her. Meanwhile, Kathy wasn’t doing too well either. She struggled to remain upright but that last swing was too much. She lost her balance and fell. Mike caught her too as she surfaced and both girls found themselves facing each other as he held them.

       Both girls were fine. It had been a good match and both could be proud of themselves. We gave them a clap as they turned with Mike towards the pool steps. I noticed as they climbed out ahead of him, he couldn’t resist giving Kathy’s bare bum a light slap. She turned back to look at him, giving a giggle before running off after Riya.

        As could probably be expected. The grand final was fought between Joseph and Mootie. It was actually three fights. The best of three. They were close and it came down to the third match to decide the winner. We were all watching, cheering them on, watching to see who would win. It went on and on. Neither could get an advantage over the other. They were tired. Each attaching and defending, making hits and taking hits. We all wondered how it would end.

       Suddenly, Joseph broke away from the fight and stepped back. “Call it a draw?” he asked.

       Mootie looked at him for a moment and then nodded. That was it. Over. We watched the two men jump into the pool and arm around each other make their way to the steps. Some protested a bit but most like me joined in the clapping as they stepped up out of the water.

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