Store 224 My New Life in Perth.

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Settling In.
Hello – It is Katrina telling of this story so you can learn it.
         When I left India, suddenly it was a sad day. Up until then, I had been caught up in the excitement from the wedding, of our honeymoon and the nude weekend following. All that was over and then came my final packing. Some larger items and boxes with most of my things had already left in a container bound for Perth.  All I was taking was enough clothes until I could buy some in Perth. I had to have some good clothes because I knew I would be working for Donald soon after I arrived there but most of my better clothes were in the container.
         Now, it was Wednesday. That day I was leaving, leaving all my family and friends, everyone I knew and going off with my new husband to a strange country. For me, it wasn’t so strange as I had been into Perth twice already and been in the country of Australia three times. For my family and friends, it was like, I was disappearing to another world so I thought I needed to visit to them, one last time.
        Tuesday evening, David and I had gone to have dinner at my parent’s house. All my family were there, having come from our home town to see me one last time. It had been a happy event even though it was sad, knowing with me to leave the following day. We talked, we laughed, we told funny stories of our past life. David and I showed them some photos of Perth. Some of the city, Donald’s house and inside the flat where we would first be staying. We also showed them the warehouse and office where I would be working. We wanted them to understand much of how my life would be so they wouldn’t be worried for me. 
        Then came a shock for them when we showed pictures of the desert area where David’s family lives. They knew David’s family and they so were interested in this too. The long trains, huge trucks and vast mines pits. I showed them the countryside, desert wasteland, nothing but rocks, dust and stunted plants. Many of my family could not believe people could live in such a place. Then I even showed them the river and the pool overhung with shady trees. 
        “This is where David asked me to marry him,” I told them. “See on that bank, under that tree,” I said pointing. “It was there!”

        Then David told them the story of how it happened. How his sister and two brothers were there watching. How a huge train had just passed over the rail bridge at one end of the pool and I had been shocked how large and noisy the locomotives were. 
        “One of the train drivers had even called out, ‘Hello,’ to Katrina,” David told them. “I think he might have been surprised to find an Indian out there is this desert, swimming in that pool.”
        I notice he left out the part that I was completely naked at the time and showing off my breasts to the train driver. Ha! Ha! 
        David just went on to describe how we left the pool and were having lunch on the poolside. He told of taking the ring from his bag and kneeled before me holding it out to me. With this he actually did it again, kneeling in front of where I was sitting. 
        I looked around and the whole room was silent, all eyes set on him. All my family listening to and watching David telling them how we became engaged. He held his hand out as if he was holding something and then he asked me to marry him, it was a good scene so I joined the game too I said ‘yes’ holding out my hand so he could pretend to place the ring on my finger. Of course, the ring was actually there already but it made it good for my watching family.
        I know I had told them that same story at the wedding reception but was a shorter version and they were all happy to hear it again. Especially since David got caught up in telling the story and put a lot more detail into it than I had done, even going as far as acting the big moment with me. Well done, David, you did a great job of that. Everyone was captured by your story-telling, more a few of the women had happy tears too. It is a story they will remember for a long time. 

        I was happy to find many of my family had come to see me off at the airport which is so far away. They had borrowed two vans off Sarvesh. We didn’t need those because we had the big busses that took everyone, including those who were staying in India. It was a sad time and many of us had some tears. I wonder what my family thought seeing me doing deep hugs to many of the men too. But it was too late to care for that now as in minutes I would be leaving. 
        The last of my friends to say goodbye to was Amita and Hansini, two women I had grown very close to. Finally, I came to my parents. I had left them the place of honour being last. When I hugged my father close, I think he was surprised as I felt his body stiffen for a moment, not comfortable contacting his daughter like that I think. Then he relaxed and gave me some words of encouragement while he held me. Last was my mother with lots of tears that brought on my tears again too. Not much was said between us, just holding each other close.
        Moments later David came to me and quietly told we had to go. We walked to the entry and I turned to give one last wave and we were gone.

        We flew to Singapore and then after a few days there, we flew on down to Perth. What? You might be saying. No sex in Singapore? Of course, there was sex going on but you will just have to be thinking of it for yourselves. LOL
        I noticed the planes flying to Perth tend to stay out over the ocean until the last moment before landing. David told me he thought it was because the heat rising off the desert would give the aircraft a rough flight. 
        Soon we were in Perth and out of the airport, driving straight to Donald’s house. I could also say my house now, too. I did some unpacking and went out with Donald & Paula for dinner. After travelling, Paula didn’t feel like cooking. I offered but they had already decided on eating out. I told her it was my intention to help with the housework and cooking. 
        She laughed and told me, “You will be doing well if you can keep David’s flat tidy.”
        “I am sure David will be fine with me,” I said looking over at him and Donald. Both men seemed to find this amusing.
        Paula’s reply was, “We’ll see.” 
        Obviously not believing me.        

        Donald told me I could take a few days off before going into the office. But I knew I had a job to do. I was still a bit concerned as to exactly what it was so I wanted to go in and find out. No use delaying. The sooner I began, the sooner I could learn it and get on to do it. Does that make sense?
        So, the next morning, the morning after we arrived, I went in with David and Donald. I had been in the office/warehouse before so there was no need to show me around. I met with a lady called Debbie but because of her hair colour, she had the nick-name of Ginger. This is how I will refer to her in our story here. She had been appointed to get me settled in and teach me many of the things I need to do my new job.
        National Operations Manager (Australia), this was my new job title. I was to view-over the warehouse operations within three cities and ensure shipments were prepared for David to arrange shipping. I had three warehouse managers answering to me. I had to work with a sales team selling products and a team of five purchasing managers buying products for shipping overseas. It was a very high entry-level for the company. Both Donald and Sarvesh said they had confidence I could do it so I was going to try my best for them. When in Perth before I had been presented as a high-ranking member of the Indian team so everyone seemed to know and accept me in this new role here.
         It was interesting, always very busy but with Ginger’s help, soon I was doing well. I could not believe my salary, how much money they were paying me but it seems wages are much higher in Australia than in India.

LifeGuard Boy.
Hi from Katrina again.
        A few weeks had gone by and one afternoon we had off work. You all know me. A holiday means to relax, do nothing. Lay beside the pool and read a book. We had been sitting in the shade out by the pool. I had just been swimming so was naked as I dried in the mid-afternoon heat.
         We had just received some more of the Letters/Stories. This were the ones written by Shanti about when she reported on the wedding arrangements and the wedding itself. Along with-it David and I had received the book she had made just for us. This was like the wedding gift book but had more sexier stories and photos too. Most of the stories have made it into this Letters series too.
        Amita, Shanti and Joyce were working at getting the various stories completed. As you all will know, most of us from the three countries were involved. I had three stories to complete and David had some to help me and add to others. Even Paula and Donald had bits to do. So soon stories had begun arriving for Joyce to print off and give to all of us.
        I was reading out the second part of Shanti’s story. It had arrived long before other stories from around that section but was labelled Story 195 - Part Two so we knew where to place it in as each story had been given a number. They were listening as I was reading, describing Mike taking sex with Amita. It was a sexy story and I liked it. But some might say that I like anything Mike will write. Ha! Ha! We know why too.
        I was lying on my tummy to read and after I placed the book aside, I settled to have an afternoon sleep. As I said above, I was naked of course for such a hot afternoon and since the pool was private it was usual for us all to be naked.
        “Katrina, do you need sun lotion on you to stop you getting burnt?”
        ‘That is a silly question, Donald!’ I thought. I was laying in the shade. The sun is too hot on my dark skin to lay in the sun. I don’t want to turn black too. But I could see what this naughty man wanted to do. Get his hands rubbing all over my naked body before maybe doing other naughty things. But while I was very ok with this,  but I wanted to tease him first.
       “But doesn’t the lifeguard need to watch the pool?”
       He stopped to look at me. Probably surprised I had called him the lifeguard. Of course, there were only four of us there and none of us in the pool at that time so there were no lives for him to be saving.
       He picked up on this quickly saying, “Lifeguards can have other duties too.”
       “What duties are these, Mister Lifeguard?”
       “Looking after people around the pool too.”
       “So how are you going to look after me?
       “I told you. Rub oil on you to protect you from the sun.”
       “The sun can’t get to me in the shade.”
       “I think we should do it just in case.”
       “OK, naughty Mister Lifeguard. Please perform your duty on me.”
       I heard Paula giggle at that last comment. At that moment I looked over and saw her shake her head. Was she shaking her head at him for doing it or me for allowing him? Maybe some of both I thought. 
       As I settled down to enjoy this, he started on my back, rubbing my shoulders, then down on to the back. Lower down he moved until his hands came to my bum. There was no hesitation on his part, his hands moving straight on to my bum. 
       “Does your duty include doing girl’s bums too?” I asked.
       “Of course. Everything exposed.”
       “Everything?”
       By now his fingers had moved to the split of my bum, running down the crack, rubbing a coating of oil over my bum hole. The naughty fingers even went lower to give a few rubs along my pussy lips. Very naughty boy, this one!
       “The more you expose, the more I have to do,” he said.
       I gave a laugh at that. I think we could all see where this was going. So much for my afternoon of sleeping.
       Soon he was asking me to roll over.
       “Why?” I asked. “Only my bum is exposed to the sun.”
       “I think we need to be sure and cover everything.”
       “Ok,” I laughed as I shifted to present my front to him.
       So, I lay back on the mat while he started again. This time I knew it would be better with him rubbing oil all over my front. And he had already clearly said he intended to leave nothing out. So, now I was expecting the full treatment, particularly my breasts and pussy. I freely admit, I was ready to enjoy it too.   

       Like a typical massage, he started with my arms and front shoulders and then he moved to my legs. Each leg was done from the foot right up onto my thighs. I’m sure you will all realise he eased my legs open wider so he could do the inside of my thighs. It could be argued that the soft flesh here was naturally protected and didn’t need much attention. But I am also sure you will know that Donald wouldn’t see it like that – taking his time and giving my inner thighs lots of attention.
        His hand did long firm strokes up my inner thigh, right up, almost to the hair of my pussy. My pussy had been shaven during the games in India but that was weeks ago and it had grown back nicely now. But still being shorter than usual I’m sure I was really showing my cunt details for him. It felt good too and soon I could feel my pussy juicing up. I wonder if he noticed that too.
        He started on my body next and this turned into him starting at my neck and ending with my pussy. When he was doing the front of my shoulders again, I complained that he had already done that but he just laughed it off saying, “We’ve got to be sure, Katrina.”
        Now he moved lower over my chest. Yes, including my breasts although I am sure my breasts and nipples got much more attention than was required to cover them with oil. In fact, what he was doing to my nipples was becoming a bit of a turn-on. Rubbing over them, rolling them between his fingers, making them hard. He was even gently pulling on them. I had my eyes closed, of course, taking full advantage to enjoy all he was doing to me. It is sexier that way because not watching you have no idea how he will touch you next. 
        Finally, he left my breasts to move on lower, lower down my body on to my stomach. Soon his fingers had moved lower again. Now they found the tops of my thighs. Of course, his fingers were more interested in what was between my thighs than on my thighs themselves. First, into the hairs of my pussy and then lower as I opened my legs further to allow him. 
        It was at that time that be went straight in for the main part. Now, he must have discovered how worked up I was. He really gave me a good workout there, working his fingers into my pussy lips so I became wet and horny. But that wasn’t all that he wanted to do with me, it was clear he wanted to take me much further, perhaps even the whole way to orgasm. With only David and Paula beside us, I had no problems with what Donald was doing with me.
        He then started with that hand thrusting style the New Zealanders had begun with. The middle fingers of one hand thrusting into my pussy while the two outside fingers stroked along my pussy lips. Meanwhile, the thumb of the same hand was reaching up to tickle my clitty. He got it right and was doing it well. With all this going on together, it wasn’t long before my body was responding. Yes, it was really getting to me. My pussy juice was running as I felt some run lower over the hole of my bum. Also dripping to the towel below me. 
        He was watching me closely so knew this too, continuing exciting me so my body was building and building and building until the bursting moment of orgasm. I could feel it start within my clitty as she responded to direct contact from his thumb. It moved to my pussy lips with two fingers rubbing along them and another two fingers thrusting between them. So much sexual contact that soon there was only one way this could go. They later told me I became very vocal as the cum overtook me. My body humping at him and thrashing around as the waves of pleasure overcame me. It was intense, very strong for me. He made it that way and with his continued working at me, the pleasure continued too. It took my breath from me as the last waves burst through me.
        And then it was over as he allowed me to drop from my high as his method changed to a gentle stroking of the outside lips, just how I like it after orgasm. My body lay still as I fell back against the pad I had been laying on. My breasts rising and falling as I struggled to regain my breath. Yes, it had been a good one. I was very pleased with what Donald would do to me.
          It was then a noise made me turn my head toward Paula and David. She was laying on her back with her legs open and raised. He was between them his body moving as he fucked his cock into her. It was sexy to watch as their love-making was so intense. Yes, he was using most of his body strength to give her a really hard fuck. From the sounds she was making, we can have no doubt that she was enjoying it. Taking a really good fucking and loving every moment of it. 
          It was concerningly how roughly he was being with her but she didn’t seem to mind, in fact, obviously enjoying it from him. I knew that within minutes she would cum. Most likely he was just behind her. I was happy to watch them. Watch for their ending but then other things distracted me.
          I looked over at Donald and he was looking at me. I looked down and saw his cock was hardened. 
          “Do you want that too?” I asked, nodding towards the other couple.
          He just nodded as a smile came on his face.
          “Ok,” I said. “Come on please.”
          He didn’t need telling twice. He moved forward over me as I lay back on the mat. My thighs were pressed open as he came down on top of me. I felt his body weight come down on me as he lay on top of me. For a moment I felt his cock press against me before my pussy parted and he was in. There was no other foreplay. I was wet from what he had done for me. He was hard and ready for me too. 
        A few gentle pushes as he wet more and more of his cock and then he was fully in. He lay there for a moment, obviously enjoying the feeling of being deep inside me. Maybe enjoying how my pussy wrapped around and gripped him. The warm, wetness of my pussy tunnel. Then he started moving.
        This was not the sex the other two had done. This was controlled sex. In this way, it reminded me of how Jeevan does sex. He began slowly. Long slow strokes going all the way in and then pulling until he was almost out. It was good sexy. I could feel how his hard cock was sliding between my pussy lips, pulling at them as he passed in and out. This movement was affecting my clitty too and to my surprise, I realised I was ready for more too.
        I humped back up at him, urging him to go faster but he resisted the temptation and continued as he had been doing. That slow, controlled drive into me felt so good. While still moving slowly, I could feel the power of this man on top of me. I could feel my pussy lips pressed open by each stroke. I could feel how easy it was for my body to take him deep inside.
        Then, of course, was the withdrawal. The slow pulling back. His hard shaft sliding out between my lips as he pulled back. It felt good too, a different motion to when he was driving into me. The way he pulled at my lips as he dragged his cock between them was exciting too.
        This continued for what seems like ages but I sure, in reality, it was less than a few minutes. I could feel even like this it was getting to me. But Donald is good with the sex. He knew what he was doing to both himself and to me. He was feeling me, hearing me, controlling me as the excitement built within me again.
        Now was the time when he elected to increase his speed. Just a little bit at first. The full, deep strokes but only just slightly faster. This continued building me as with great skill he watched me, feeling my body and responding to me with a slight increase in speed each time.
        Suddenly, he must have known I was ready. It also seems that he was ready too. Suddenly, he thrust into me, fast and deep. What followed were a few fast thrusts as his body drove his cock down into me, that hard shaft going deep into my cunt to be followed with a short sharp pull-back. Yes, he thrusts were shorter now as he was more intent on the speed than going fully into me.
        It was working for me too. I gasped at the intense cum that hit me. I was thrilled with the waves of orgasm, the pleasure that surged through me. All thought was swept from my mind as all I was aware of was the orgasm that consumed me. 
       I came off my high, became aware of what he was doing. He was still moving if you could call it that. Slow, short pushes in, hardly a movement at all. I could also feel how his cock jerked a few times and realised he was filling me with his cum. That was good Donald. Your timing was perfect.
       He withdrew from me and we both looked down at the mess of his cock. Suddenly, I had another wicked idea.
       “Come up here, Donald. Let me clean that for you.”
       As he realised what I was asking, a smile came on his face. He moved up my body so he could present his cock to my mouth. 
      First, I licked him. Taking him with my hand to steady him as I gave long licks up along his shaft, much as one would on an ice cream cone. This cleaned his shaft which to my surprise had barely softened before getting hard again. So, he was enjoying this, was he?
       Now I moved to the head of his cock, first licking around and over it before my lips parted to take him into my mouth. I was taking my time with him, allowing him to enjoy the fullest potential of what I was doing to him. Nice licks, long licks, as the warm wetness of my tongue rubbed over the flesh of his cock. I gave special attention to the sensitive cock head by kicking around and over it, even pressing my tongue tip into the little hole at the peak. I know most men like that one too. 
         Now, I began sucking him and soon moving my hand in a pumping motion as I gripped him. It must have felt good because I heard him give a moan with the pleasure of it. There was also a delicious taste for me from him too. It was a mixture of the salty of his cum and the smooth wetness of my pussy juice, mixed and blended together by our fucking. 
       Yes, before long I knew this was going to whole way. I realised I could take him to yet another orgasm. I was ok with that. You could even say I was very ok for him to enjoy again. 
       For a moment I thought about how this could be ending. I could allow him to cum in my mouth which many men like. I have no problems with that either. Or I could do what I think Donald would enjoy and allow him to cum on my tits. I think he would enjoy watching his cum land on me there the best and then we could both enjoy rubbing it over my breasts and nipples. Yes, I decided, that was the way we should end.
       So, we continued. His cock in my mouth while I sucked him. My hand gripping his shaft firmly but not too tight while I pumped him. I watched his face, reading his excitement building. As he becomes closer, I sped up my hand motion. Soon both hands were holding him as I moved him to the moments before orgasm.
       He was there now! A cum so close after the one before. This was very good, Donald. He must have been really turned on by what we had been doing.
       “Cum on my tits,” I told him.
       He pulled back, his cock pulling out from between my lips as he began moving down my body so he could shoot at my tits. It was then my intention to rub his cum over my hard nipples while he watched me.
       But he didn’t make it. His cock had hardly left my mouth when it gave a huge jerk. The first blob of cum burst from him and hitting me in my face. In his shock at what had just happened, he didn’t move until two more blobs had hit my face. Finally, he realised and reacted, pulling away but by then he had delivered about all that was coming out.
       “Oh, sorry!” he managed to say, still in shock with what had just happened.
       “It’s fine, Donald,” I replied as my hand patted his thigh. To be honest, the look on his face was kind of amusing.
       I was fine too. I didn’t really mind. Soon I wiped off with the towel that he gave me. 

       I felt good after that massage and orgasm he had given me. I rolled over again so my front was too the pad and my head rested on my arm. In this comfortable position, I must have fallen asleep for when I became aware again it was later and the sun had moved around further and I now felt its gentle, late afternoon warmth on my body. I looked around to discover I was alone. 
       I got up and decided on a quick swim to wash myself off before I went inside to our downstairs flat. Grabbing a sarong to just wrap around my waist but leave my breasts bared, I went upstairs to find them all in the kitchen. Donald and Paula were sitting watch David cooking. That was one surprise but I also found Paula had elected to remain completely naked. 
        I offered to help David but he said he was fine so I pulled up a chair beside Paula to watch. Before long we sat down to a lovely meal which in my case was very welcome after our activities down beside the pool.

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