Story 309 Saree Stripping Party.

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Hi, Tom and Betty here.
        One of the highlights of our camping trip to the Kai Iwi Lakes was the Saree Stripping Game. Before we share our story, first, Betty will provide some background on what this event was about. Then we will tell you about some of the sexual things that happened with us during that evening.

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Betty here.

        The third night at the camp, they decided to have a new contest. We had never heard of this before, but thought it was a great idea. A Saree Stripping Contest. It seems that all the Indian women from India had at least one saree with them. Lizamoa had a couple of extras as well. When the idea was suggested at breakfast, everyone seemed to like it.
        For us women, an exotic stripping contest would be fun. A chance to show off in front of the men. Who wouldn't be in for that? Displaying ourselves naked was sure to lead to even more fun.
        For the men, watching some sexy, beautiful ladies getting naked was sure to be fun, but then everyone knew the fun wouldn’t stop there. Yes, this had the unspoken promise of becoming an orgy or sex party.
        Not that Tom or I were complaining, either. We were there to have fun. We had talked about it before we left the farm. We knew these people were into swapping, group sex and orgies, so going on holiday with them, we would be drawn into their games. We had decided that whatever came to either of us was fine as long as we were open with each other about our activities, and the sex was only fun.
        It was then that they dropped a few more rules on us. Each of us women had to choose a man other than her husband/boyfriend to help them undress. Meanwhile, the women would also undress the men. There was no restriction on what they touched or did during the stripping process.
        What? A guy involved, helping. We could all see where this was going, as I said above, an orgy or sex party for sure.

        Some of us women got together and found that we had extra sarees between us, which meant six other women could join in the contest. Jenny was the first to volunteer, since she was smaller, like Lizamoa, she borrowed one from her.
        The two Australian women, Joyce and Cathy, borrowed a saree each. The two Japanese women, Sayako and Chiharu, also decided to join in, taking a saree each. The final saree went to Deanna.
        Some were surprised that I entered the contest; I was a bit surprised myself that I could. I already owned two sarees, but I had left them at home. It was then that I discovered we had brought them both with me. Well, actually, the truth was that Tom had brought them. I didn’t know he had them there until they started organising the contest.
        Of course, I was excited about joining in. I gave one to Deanna’s daughter, Rachael, and kept the last, the sexier one, for myself.
        Yes, you’ve all guessed which one. It is the white one, the one that goes see-through when it gets wet. And I was going to wear it. It may have surprised some that I was willing to get into the fun. Well, why not? Wasn’t that what we were there for, having fun? (See Story 222 The See-Through Sari.)

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Hello from Ayaka.

            I think we need to explain what happened with these stories. During the evening three events happened. First, there was the Wet Saree Show (This story). Next came the ‘Stairway to Heaven’ by Led Zeppelin contest. Last was about Hamza getting together to spend the night with Simon and Deanna's younger daughter, Roxanne. It would be her first time with a man.
            When we came to write and publish these three stories, the middle story about the ‘Stairway to Heaven’ contest was published when this story, the Wet Saree Show had been cancalled. When I decided to pick it up, again, it was too late as the ‘Stairway to Heaven’ had already been published. We considered changing their names etc but since we were dealing with a published story it would have made things more difficult so it as decided to leave them as they were.
            Sorry for any confusion this may have caused. So the order it happened was, Saree Contest first, then came the Stairway to Heaven, to be followed by Hamza and Roxanne.

            Tom and Betty have joined the group for their holiday to the Kai Iwi Lakes. They have already included a three part story before they left Auckland. (See Story 297 Tom and Betty – Part One.) Now they do another story about a sexy game they played one evening. This was a Saree Stripping Contest, although it became more of a game when it was decided there would be no winners. Since Sarvesh and Amita had sent Betty two sarees she used the sexy see-through when wet one herself and loaned her other saree to Rachael, Deanna and Simon's daughter.
            When they added a guy to help the women undress, this became sexier but when that guy had to be someone other than a husband or boyfriend, things really got sexy. Once both were naked, foam pads were provided for them to do anything they wanted. Both Tom with the younger Indian lady, Kalki and Betty with the two guys Jeevan and Mootie had more fun on the pad beds.
            Perhaps not our most sexy story but it was part of a very sexy evening.

            Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
                  Be safe - Be strong.
                        From Ayaka.

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Story 308 - Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven.

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Hi from Mike.
        The Lake Camp was going well, and we were over halfway through. On Thursday, there had been a bit of a glitch with some younger teenage girls, but a camp meeting got that sorted. They realised they had overstepped and would now behave themselves.
        Anyway, we planned to keep a closer eye on the younger ones, especially the twins. While we could have just allowed them to come into the adult group since they were almost eighteen, the way they had forced our hand meant we had to go through with some form of punishment for breaking the rules.
                (See Story 304 Stephen and the Twins.) and (See Story 306 The Older Teens Meeting.)

        The plan for that morning, a walk down to the ocean beach on the coast. It wasn’t that far, taking less than an hour to walk there. Our goal was to view the coast and collect a small bucket of black iron sand that Rita wanted for her online show that afternoon. Since it was an easy walk across farmland, almost everyone came with us.
        The last part was a scramble down the sand dunes onto the flat sand of the beach. We didn’t intend to go swimming as we had been told that this beach was dangerous. These West Coast beaches are a bit like that, with rough surf, rips, and undertows, so we settled for having a look around. Some of us paddled in the water but never went in much deeper than our knees. The kids got into a game where they would go down the beach as far as they could, then run back as a wave came in, so they didn't get their feet wet. Some of us adults joined in, too.
        Riya got her sample of sand. It wasn’t as good as she would have got down near Auckland. The sand up here was a lot lighter in colour since it has less iron content. But it would be enough for the purpose she wanted it for.
        While Stephen videoed, Ian and Riya dug into a sand dune to reach the darker sand under the surface. That video would be played during Riya’s show later with a short clip of some of us playing chicken with the waves.
        Once we got back to camp, we spread the sand out in the sun. It had been a bit damp under the surface sand, so we wanted to dry it before we could do our science experiment later. (See Story 307 Riya's Update - Day Three Camping.)

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Hello from Susan.

            Allan Snr has always been against the background notes that include every story in this blog. He says they are a waste of time and a distraction. So he also declines Anne's invitation to write this background.
            Anne's team has been doing a lot of work on a blog that Allan Snr and I are writing. In return, Allan snr agreed to write a story for this blog. It is different, I'm sure you will notice his style. Since this story involves a song, it is partly written in a form of poetry. Allan Snr talked to Rochelle, one of Anne's writers, who writes poetry too.

            Over dinner the other night, I asked Allan about this story.
            He replied, "When Anne suggested a story theme about a sari stripping contest, I wasn't into that, so she let me choose my own theme set in the Lake Camp Holiday. We needed a contest, something with some sex and some fun. I remember some time ago, an old friend of mine was telling a group of us at a dinner party how she used to get herself off to music. As far as I remember, the conversation went something like the one with Jenny in this story. The song she used was Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin, one of my favourite songs."
            "Anne, Rochelle and Shandra sat down to work out how a woman might do this. I was listening and taking notes. We found a copy of the words and played the song while listening and reading it at the same time. We quickly identified the places where the song changed as it built towards that powerful ending. Here were the places where a woman might increase when she was doing to herself while listening to the music."

            So, now Allan Snr had a plot but no characters. We gave him a good selection of those at the camp, but he decided to return to an older story he had written for this blog. (See Story 216 The Final Days - Part Four.)
            Here was his leading lady for this story, Nishi, the naughty maid. According to him, the writing came easily, and he finished putting it together in only a few days. Then came a week or so of changing and rewriting until he got it how he wanted it. A few of us had some input, but it was mostly Allan's own work.
            Then we called in Allan's coding team who prepared it for publishing here on this blog. Anne read it over and let it go with only a few minor changes. (I don't think she would ever change his work that much.) Now this story is ready for publishing.

            So, do you believe it is possible to get yourself off to this song? Allan Snr said it was, and so I had to try it. First attempt didn't go so well, but when I tried it again, after listening to the song a couple more times, I achieved an orgasm. It was slightly early but still in the last line. I thought that was pretty good. Just a bit more practice with orgasmic management, and I think I might be able to hit that last word. One day, I might give it another go.
            Do any of you lady readers get yourself off to music? If yes, please tell us which song/songs you use.

            Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
                  Be safe - Be strong.
                        Susan and Allan Snr.

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Story 307 Riya's Update - Day Three Camping

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Hi, from Riya, again.
        I think it is time we had another of my catch-up stories based on notes from my diary.
        We were camping at the Kia Iwi Lakes, a long way north of Auckland in New Zealand. The trip there had been fun as I got to drive Simon’s camper van for part of the way. That was good fun. I noticed that Amita drove Steve’s big van and heard that it was more than driving for her.

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Hello from Mary.

            During 2023 through 2025, we became involved in a project Allan snr was working on. By June 2025, this project had started to run out of steam, and some of us writers began to drift back to this blog. I had a half-finished story that was scheduled to be the next one published.
            Before we had stopped writing, I had spent time with Shandra getting notes on some of the characters. I had also laid out most of the story already, with some parts fully written and other parts covered with brief notes of what I wanted to say. The area where I had the biggest gap was the sex scene between Riya and Jeremy. Yes, a sex scene, and it took me a while to get into the flow of finishing this scene. Once that was done, the rest of the story fit together nicely.
            We have been using a series of stories supposedly written from Riya's diary as a guide to fit all of these New Zealand holiday stories together. This is another of those stories covering some of the adventures during the camp at the lakes. We know this has led to a bit of telling certain stories twice, but we have tried to repeat them from different points of view.

            In Allan's blog, he wants all the chapters to be formatted exactly the same, but here in this blog, Anne is more relaxed, allowing us to change headings and things.
            Rita did most of the coding/formatting for me, and she decided a lot of the layout for the story. While she was working, she noticed a lot of places where things could be improved, and I received a list of suggested improvements that lengthened the story a bit. When Susan and Geoff had done their final proofreadings, more changes had been made until finally, we were ready to publish. Asami did this for me when she came back from Japan.
            So here we are, Story 307 completed.

            Riya had only recently become sexually active, so being in a group like this was all new to her. But she had discovered she loved the sex and attention she was getting from all the men.
            She knew her parents, Jeevan and Mandara, were keeping an eye on her, especially her mother, which helped her to feel safe with what she was doing. In fact, she admitted she had never felt unsafe with any of the men she got to be with. She was popular with the older men, which sort of surprised her.
            But this shouldn't be a surprise for us since Riya has also become a popular character among our writers and readers.

            Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
                  Be safe - Be strong.
                        Mary.

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