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அனைவருக்கும் வணக்கம். என் பெயர் ரியா
(anaivarukkum vanakkam. en beyer ria)
(anaivarukkum vanakkam. en beyer ria)
Hello! Everyone. My name is Riya.
It seems I get all these joining and travelling stories to write, especially if Sarvesh is involved. I suppose it is because I kept a diary and so had lots of notes on our trip.
As I begin writing, I don't expect this to be a sexy story, but then, who knows? Further down the page, I might decide to add something in. You’ll have to read and find out.
It seems I get all these joining and travelling stories to write, especially if Sarvesh is involved. I suppose it is because I kept a diary and so had lots of notes on our trip.
As I begin writing, I don't expect this to be a sexy story, but then, who knows? Further down the page, I might decide to add something in. You’ll have to read and find out.
Well, our camping holiday at the Kia Iwi Lakes was coming to an end. For some, like Jenny's twins, it had been a bit stormy with lots of problems, but for me, it had been different. I had a great time. Lots of fun, lots of sex, a real adventure. The men were great fun, were teasing, but when we were together, it had all been great fun. From not knowing about the sex things when I came to Australia, now I have a lot more experience. Yes, I like sex.
On the last night, things were a bit quiet around the camp because Commander Mike had told everyone to get ready the night before; he wanted to break camp early and get on the road home. So, people were packing and getting ready to leave early the next morning.
Not that I was worried. All I had be do was sling my gear at my bag and I was ready. Would you believe I had not worn a bra or panties the whole time? It had always been a bikini when one was required; otherwise, it was nude. I am very comfortable with nudity now. Maybe shy with people seeing me outside of our group, but among those in the group, no problems at all.
I know the men still looked when I was naked. I know they like observing my breasts and trying to look between my legs, but the truth is, I like them looking too. But this is getting away from my subject.
During the camp breaking and clean up, I planned to get involved, helping the pulling down tents, packing up and loading the vans, etc. Mike had already asked if I would be able to help him. I had willingly admitted I would.
Sitting around, eating dinner that night, I found myself beside Ian again. I like Ian. I like others like Mike and Sarvesh, even Ragesh too, but I think Ian is my favourite.
“Got any plans for tonight, sexy girl?” he asked.
“No, no plans yet. Not unless a horny older man is interested in my hot Indian pussy.”
“Hey, a bit less of the old, please. And yes, I’d be interested.”
“OK, how does a handsome, sexy man sound?”
“Much better. What do you want to do tonight?” I asked.
“Isn’t that obvious? I want that hot, sexy pussy again.”
“She wants you too, Ian,” I replied.
Then Kala, who was on the other side of him, said, “Let’s give him a threesome, Riya? We can take him up on the hill, do some moonlight fucking.”
I thought that was a good idea, but then, even if I didn’t, I couldn’t say much, considering she was a wife and she was letting me play with her husband.
On the last night, things were a bit quiet around the camp because Commander Mike had told everyone to get ready the night before; he wanted to break camp early and get on the road home. So, people were packing and getting ready to leave early the next morning.
Not that I was worried. All I had be do was sling my gear at my bag and I was ready. Would you believe I had not worn a bra or panties the whole time? It had always been a bikini when one was required; otherwise, it was nude. I am very comfortable with nudity now. Maybe shy with people seeing me outside of our group, but among those in the group, no problems at all.
I know the men still looked when I was naked. I know they like observing my breasts and trying to look between my legs, but the truth is, I like them looking too. But this is getting away from my subject.
During the camp breaking and clean up, I planned to get involved, helping the pulling down tents, packing up and loading the vans, etc. Mike had already asked if I would be able to help him. I had willingly admitted I would.
Sitting around, eating dinner that night, I found myself beside Ian again. I like Ian. I like others like Mike and Sarvesh, even Ragesh too, but I think Ian is my favourite.
“Got any plans for tonight, sexy girl?” he asked.
“No, no plans yet. Not unless a horny older man is interested in my hot Indian pussy.”
“Hey, a bit less of the old, please. And yes, I’d be interested.”
“OK, how does a handsome, sexy man sound?”
“Much better. What do you want to do tonight?” I asked.
“Isn’t that obvious? I want that hot, sexy pussy again.”
“She wants you too, Ian,” I replied.
Then Kala, who was on the other side of him, said, “Let’s give him a threesome, Riya? We can take him up on the hill, do some moonlight fucking.”
I thought that was a good idea, but then, even if I didn’t, I couldn’t say much, considering she was a wife and she was letting me play with her husband.
Later, after the kids had gone to bed, I met Ian and Kala at the edge of camp. They were all sleeping in the tents with their families, as the kids’ tents were already pulled down and packed. That meant we couldn’t do much there, anyway.
Kala had an undersheet and some pillows when I met them, and the three of us, naked, left the campsite and began climbing the little hill. The moon was still low, so much of our walk was in shadow, but at the top, it became more open and exposed to the moonlight.
Ian laid out the groundsheet over the sandy soil, then Kala laid the blanket on top of it. Ian put a couple of pillows he was carrying on top of that. We could have done it with just the groundsheet and soft sand, but I suppose these old people want more comfort. LOL
I got down on my knees as Kala got down facing me. She reached out, her fingers brushing over the tips of my nipples. That felt nice, sexy too. I decided to do the same for her, my hand reaching for her breasts.
We only played using our fingers for a minute or so before we leaned closer to kiss. I like kissing. Male or female, it doesn’t matter. They both are good. Kala knew how to kiss, her tongue probing my lips until I opened to let her in. I like doing that style of kissing the best.
Then she moved, her lips moving lower, down my neck until she came to my breasts. As both her hands reached to cup my swelling mound, her tongue found my nipple. A few licks over it became her lips closing on it and her sucking me. Oh! That was nice.
Before long, she had moved to give my other breast the same treatment. But now, one of her hands had moved down to my pussy. Her fingers found my wet, swollen lips, and after a few rubs on the outside, her fingers entered me. Two fingers, going in deep, giving little thrusts at me as she continued sucking my nipple.
Kala had an undersheet and some pillows when I met them, and the three of us, naked, left the campsite and began climbing the little hill. The moon was still low, so much of our walk was in shadow, but at the top, it became more open and exposed to the moonlight.
Ian laid out the groundsheet over the sandy soil, then Kala laid the blanket on top of it. Ian put a couple of pillows he was carrying on top of that. We could have done it with just the groundsheet and soft sand, but I suppose these old people want more comfort. LOL
I got down on my knees as Kala got down facing me. She reached out, her fingers brushing over the tips of my nipples. That felt nice, sexy too. I decided to do the same for her, my hand reaching for her breasts.
We only played using our fingers for a minute or so before we leaned closer to kiss. I like kissing. Male or female, it doesn’t matter. They both are good. Kala knew how to kiss, her tongue probing my lips until I opened to let her in. I like doing that style of kissing the best.
Then she moved, her lips moving lower, down my neck until she came to my breasts. As both her hands reached to cup my swelling mound, her tongue found my nipple. A few licks over it became her lips closing on it and her sucking me. Oh! That was nice.
Before long, she had moved to give my other breast the same treatment. But now, one of her hands had moved down to my pussy. Her fingers found my wet, swollen lips, and after a few rubs on the outside, her fingers entered me. Two fingers, going in deep, giving little thrusts at me as she continued sucking my nipple.
Not long after that, we changed positions. Still kneeling, facing each other, Kala brought her breast to my face. I knew what she wanted and was happy to give it to her. After a few exploring licks, my mouth opened to take her nipple between my lips. I heard the moan she gave as I did that and knew she liked it. A bit later, she took my head with both hands, guiding me to her other nipple.
Meanwhile, Ian was behind me. I felt his body against my back and his hands coming around to my breasts. The way he squeezed and played with them felt great, too.
Suddenly, Kala lifted her head, saying, “Eat me. Eat my pussy.”
She fell back towards the blanket, her hands pulling me with her. Her legs opened wide as I moved my head down between them. She was wet and ready, so after only a few licks, I pulled her pussy lips open with my fingers and thrust my tongue into the soft, wet flesh of her inner lips. She liked that too! Giving another deep moan as she thrust her pussy against my face.
Behind me, I felt Ian’s hand touch me between my bum cheeks. His fingers touch my bum hole for a moment before he moves lower to my wet pussy. He didn’t touch me much, maybe only enough to check I was ready for him. I knew what he was going to do, and I was willing for it.
I felt his cock hand nudge against me. The head ran up and down a few times before he pressed forward. The head of his cock pressed against my hot lips. Pushing them open as he entered me. Another thrust and a bit of his shaft was in me, too. A few more thrusts and I was taking almost all of him.
So that is how we got into our first threesome sex positions. I was on my knees, leaning down to eat Kala, while her husband was fucking me doggy from behind.
It wasn’t long before the woman in front of me started moaning and bucking around, and I had to grab her hips to hold her while I continued eating her. But it was obvious she wouldn’t go on much longer. With a cry, her cum burst upon her. It looked like a good one, too.
Let’s swap,” Kala said, getting up from the blanket and pillow she was lying on.
Now we were going for our second threesome positions. I moved to take her place, lying back with my legs open. Kala came in, kneeling between my thighs and as her head went down to my pussy, her pussy was presented to her husband, Ian.
I felt her fingers pulling me open as her tongue pressed between my lips. Since my pussy had already had a good working-out with Ian’s cock, I was wet and ready for her. I lay back watching her. Her nose was against my pussy mound as she got her tongue in as far as she could. I knew this was going to be good. As horny as I was feeling, I knew I couldn’t last long.
I loved how she alternated between long licks upward between the inner lips and tongue thrusts as deep as she could reach into my love tunnel. She even gave sexy little nips at my clitty from time to time. I loved that last bit, and I think she knew it too.
I loved how she did that; it was really getting to me. I knew I would have to try on the next willing pussy I might find myself eating. It was building towards my cum, and I think Kala was ready for me. Probably reading how my body was reacting.
My pelvis humped against her face. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t do it. It was like my pussy had a mind of its own. My pussy knew exactly what she wanted.
Now Kala had moved to my clitty, licking over and around it. Give little nibbles as she did. I was humping at her now, giving little moans as I did. My cum was building. I knew it was coming. I knew I was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, it hit me. A burst hit me, starting at my clit and surging through my body. She kept sucking, and more waves swept through me. Wow! It was like wild what she was doing to me.
But unknown to me at that moment, Ian, who was still fucking Kala, was watching me. He was watching my face and my body. Probably saw how my tits moved as my body thrashed around as Kala desperately tried to hold on to me.
That was so hot that it made Ian cum. With a few last thrusts, he began filling Kala’s pussy with his man-juice. When Kala felt that, she thrust back at him, which made her clitty contact him and send her into a second orgasm for her.
Meanwhile, Ian was behind me. I felt his body against my back and his hands coming around to my breasts. The way he squeezed and played with them felt great, too.
Suddenly, Kala lifted her head, saying, “Eat me. Eat my pussy.”
She fell back towards the blanket, her hands pulling me with her. Her legs opened wide as I moved my head down between them. She was wet and ready, so after only a few licks, I pulled her pussy lips open with my fingers and thrust my tongue into the soft, wet flesh of her inner lips. She liked that too! Giving another deep moan as she thrust her pussy against my face.
Behind me, I felt Ian’s hand touch me between my bum cheeks. His fingers touch my bum hole for a moment before he moves lower to my wet pussy. He didn’t touch me much, maybe only enough to check I was ready for him. I knew what he was going to do, and I was willing for it.
I felt his cock hand nudge against me. The head ran up and down a few times before he pressed forward. The head of his cock pressed against my hot lips. Pushing them open as he entered me. Another thrust and a bit of his shaft was in me, too. A few more thrusts and I was taking almost all of him.
So that is how we got into our first threesome sex positions. I was on my knees, leaning down to eat Kala, while her husband was fucking me doggy from behind.
It wasn’t long before the woman in front of me started moaning and bucking around, and I had to grab her hips to hold her while I continued eating her. But it was obvious she wouldn’t go on much longer. With a cry, her cum burst upon her. It looked like a good one, too.
Let’s swap,” Kala said, getting up from the blanket and pillow she was lying on.
Now we were going for our second threesome positions. I moved to take her place, lying back with my legs open. Kala came in, kneeling between my thighs and as her head went down to my pussy, her pussy was presented to her husband, Ian.
I felt her fingers pulling me open as her tongue pressed between my lips. Since my pussy had already had a good working-out with Ian’s cock, I was wet and ready for her. I lay back watching her. Her nose was against my pussy mound as she got her tongue in as far as she could. I knew this was going to be good. As horny as I was feeling, I knew I couldn’t last long.
I loved how she alternated between long licks upward between the inner lips and tongue thrusts as deep as she could reach into my love tunnel. She even gave sexy little nips at my clitty from time to time. I loved that last bit, and I think she knew it too.
I loved how she did that; it was really getting to me. I knew I would have to try on the next willing pussy I might find myself eating. It was building towards my cum, and I think Kala was ready for me. Probably reading how my body was reacting.
My pelvis humped against her face. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t do it. It was like my pussy had a mind of its own. My pussy knew exactly what she wanted.
Now Kala had moved to my clitty, licking over and around it. Give little nibbles as she did. I was humping at her now, giving little moans as I did. My cum was building. I knew it was coming. I knew I was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, it hit me. A burst hit me, starting at my clit and surging through my body. She kept sucking, and more waves swept through me. Wow! It was like wild what she was doing to me.
But unknown to me at that moment, Ian, who was still fucking Kala, was watching me. He was watching my face and my body. Probably saw how my tits moved as my body thrashed around as Kala desperately tried to hold on to me.
That was so hot that it made Ian cum. With a few last thrusts, he began filling Kala’s pussy with his man-juice. When Kala felt that, she thrust back at him, which made her clitty contact him and send her into a second orgasm for her.
Ian was spent for a while after that. He lay back against the pillows and watched Kala and me. Yes, we were still going, as it seemed she didn’t want to stop playing with me.
First, we lay on our sides facing each other. When she moved forward to kiss me on my lips, I was happy to allow her. I even opened my lips and probed at her with my tongue. I like doing that. It is always good.
But it didn’t last long before she was moving down to my breasts. This time, she slowly worked over them. Kissing them all over before focusing on my nipples. Her mouth opened to take one inside. My nipples are sensitive, and having someone sucking them was always great. With Kala, it was too. She would pull off and lick before moving back to suck again. It was turning me on until I was wondering if sucking my nipples could actually make me cum.
I had told her how good her pussy eating was, and she offered to give me some more. As if I could ever turn that down. But this time, she suggested we do a 69 on our sides. Our heads resting on the other’s lower thigh as we worked at each other’s pussy. A 69 like that. I’d had that before, and I liked it.
What she was doing to me felt good, but it only got better as she continued. In my case, I quickly discovered a different taste, and she seemed wetter than before. I realised that since Ian had cum in her pussy it was him, I was tasting along with a mix of her natural juice. Once I realised, it didn’t worry me that much. I had tasted men before and didn’t mind it, even let them cum in my mouth.
But this phase didn’t carry on for long because Ian was watching us and soon was ready to get involved again.
First, we lay on our sides facing each other. When she moved forward to kiss me on my lips, I was happy to allow her. I even opened my lips and probed at her with my tongue. I like doing that. It is always good.
But it didn’t last long before she was moving down to my breasts. This time, she slowly worked over them. Kissing them all over before focusing on my nipples. Her mouth opened to take one inside. My nipples are sensitive, and having someone sucking them was always great. With Kala, it was too. She would pull off and lick before moving back to suck again. It was turning me on until I was wondering if sucking my nipples could actually make me cum.
I had told her how good her pussy eating was, and she offered to give me some more. As if I could ever turn that down. But this time, she suggested we do a 69 on our sides. Our heads resting on the other’s lower thigh as we worked at each other’s pussy. A 69 like that. I’d had that before, and I liked it.
What she was doing to me felt good, but it only got better as she continued. In my case, I quickly discovered a different taste, and she seemed wetter than before. I realised that since Ian had cum in her pussy it was him, I was tasting along with a mix of her natural juice. Once I realised, it didn’t worry me that much. I had tasted men before and didn’t mind it, even let them cum in my mouth.
But this phase didn’t carry on for long because Ian was watching us and soon was ready to get involved again.
He rolled onto his back and got me to sit over him. Cowgirl, my favourite position. I was happy with that. AS I straddled him. I reached down between my thighs to take his cock and guide the head to my pussy lips. Sitting over him like that, he was standing straight up, and once I had the head between my pussy lips, it was just a case of sinking, using my body weight to take him in deeper.
I started moving my hips, lifting off him, and then dropping back against him. It felt good how I pulled back so he was almost out before dropping back, taking him all inside. I loved how the shaft moved, pulling in and out.
I looked around and saw Kala watching us.
“Come and join us,” I invited her.
She moved over towards us, and I thought she would give her pussy to him to eat, but no, she surprised me. She got behind me, lifting a leg over his legs. She moved up close behind me, and I could feel her breasts and body against my back.
I had stopped to see what she was doing, and she whispered in my ear, “Keep going, Riya. Keep fucking him.”
So, I did. My hips began moving again as I continued fucking him, Cowgirl style. But this time, she was behind me. The soft press of her breasts against me as she reached around for my breasts. Oh, that was nice. I loved what her fingers could do to me.
She had that sexy thing of taking each nipple between thumb and finger and gently rolling it between them. Surprisingly, that felt good.
Then one of her hands moved lower, down between my legs until she found my clitty. She started rubbing and gently pinching it with her fingers. My clitty was hard, aroused by what we had been doing, so it didn’t take much of this extra stimulation to send me over. As my orgasm overtook me, her hands came up under my arms to hold me until I recovered.
Our final session before we returned to camp was for Kala and me to swap places. She was riding Ian’s cock while I was behind her, so I could reach to play with her breasts and clitty. This time, Ian came first. I realised what had happened and gave Kala a brisk rub over her clitty, which sent her into orgasm too.
When we came back to the camp, it was easier to go with them to their tent rather than going back to my own. I knew some of the younger ones were sleeping there. Since it was late, I didn’t want to disturb them.
(Thank you, Kala, for your help writing this sex scene.)
I started moving my hips, lifting off him, and then dropping back against him. It felt good how I pulled back so he was almost out before dropping back, taking him all inside. I loved how the shaft moved, pulling in and out.
I looked around and saw Kala watching us.
“Come and join us,” I invited her.
She moved over towards us, and I thought she would give her pussy to him to eat, but no, she surprised me. She got behind me, lifting a leg over his legs. She moved up close behind me, and I could feel her breasts and body against my back.
I had stopped to see what she was doing, and she whispered in my ear, “Keep going, Riya. Keep fucking him.”
So, I did. My hips began moving again as I continued fucking him, Cowgirl style. But this time, she was behind me. The soft press of her breasts against me as she reached around for my breasts. Oh, that was nice. I loved what her fingers could do to me.
She had that sexy thing of taking each nipple between thumb and finger and gently rolling it between them. Surprisingly, that felt good.
Then one of her hands moved lower, down between my legs until she found my clitty. She started rubbing and gently pinching it with her fingers. My clitty was hard, aroused by what we had been doing, so it didn’t take much of this extra stimulation to send me over. As my orgasm overtook me, her hands came up under my arms to hold me until I recovered.
Our final session before we returned to camp was for Kala and me to swap places. She was riding Ian’s cock while I was behind her, so I could reach to play with her breasts and clitty. This time, Ian came first. I realised what had happened and gave Kala a brisk rub over her clitty, which sent her into orgasm too.
When we came back to the camp, it was easier to go with them to their tent rather than going back to my own. I knew some of the younger ones were sleeping there. Since it was late, I didn’t want to disturb them.
(Thank you, Kala, for your help writing this sex scene.)
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The next morning, I awoke in their tent. I was sleeping near Ian, and Kala was on the other side of him. It was very early, hardly getting light, when their children, in the small tent next door, began to wake up. I noticed Shandra looking at me. I think she was surprised to find me there, and I’m sure she guessed something had gone on between her father and me. What she probably didn’t guess was that her mother was involved too.
“Let’s go for an early morning swim,” Ian announced. Their three kids were keen. Coming from the Australian desert, they were enjoying all the swimming since being in New Zealand. I noticed Ian was still naked, and the two younger children were soon the same. I saw Shandra hesitate and then decided to join us too. She was still watching me closely, so I decided I’d better mention it to Ian later in case he didn’t notice. But I knew Kala had.
“Go on, Shandra,” Kala said. “I’ll start getting things ready for us to final pack when you get back.”
“Let’s go for an early morning swim,” Ian announced. Their three kids were keen. Coming from the Australian desert, they were enjoying all the swimming since being in New Zealand. I noticed Ian was still naked, and the two younger children were soon the same. I saw Shandra hesitate and then decided to join us too. She was still watching me closely, so I decided I’d better mention it to Ian later in case he didn’t notice. But I knew Kala had.
“Go on, Shandra,” Kala said. “I’ll start getting things ready for us to final pack when you get back.”
The water felt cold that early in the morning, but we all still ran in, plunging forward as it became deeper. Soon our bodies adjusted, and it felt nice.
Others had arrived, mostly men with their children. I realised the men were keeping the kids busy while the women were back in their tents, getting things sorted and packed. The plan was to have all the tents empty before breakfast so the men could start pulling them down and packing them straight after we had eaten.
After the swim, I went back to my tent, where I found Jasmine was packed and already gone. I took out a bikini, top and bottom with a T-shirt and shorts to go over the top. I also put aside some shoes to wear. I couldn’t wear sandals since I knew I would be driving later, so it had required for me to have shoes.
I took my bags over to the place where they would be packed into the various vans and left the clothes I had selected on top. I noticed many others had put clothes aside too, so they could remain naked for as long as they could.
Breakfast was ready when I got there, and some were already eating. I didn’t take much and was soon beginning to help with the cleaning up when Mike called his meeting. After giving everyone directions, we all began working to break camp and clean up.
“Right, let’s get everything done and be ready to leave at 9:30,” he said.
It was already almost 8 am, and I didn’t think it was possible we’d be ready to leave at 9:30 am. Just an hour for all that work!
“No way!” I told him.
He smiled back at me and said, “Riya, let’s see if we can do it.”
Now everyone was looking at me. But what Mike said became a challenge for everyone, I think.
Others had arrived, mostly men with their children. I realised the men were keeping the kids busy while the women were back in their tents, getting things sorted and packed. The plan was to have all the tents empty before breakfast so the men could start pulling them down and packing them straight after we had eaten.
After the swim, I went back to my tent, where I found Jasmine was packed and already gone. I took out a bikini, top and bottom with a T-shirt and shorts to go over the top. I also put aside some shoes to wear. I couldn’t wear sandals since I knew I would be driving later, so it had required for me to have shoes.
I took my bags over to the place where they would be packed into the various vans and left the clothes I had selected on top. I noticed many others had put clothes aside too, so they could remain naked for as long as they could.
Breakfast was ready when I got there, and some were already eating. I didn’t take much and was soon beginning to help with the cleaning up when Mike called his meeting. After giving everyone directions, we all began working to break camp and clean up.
“Right, let’s get everything done and be ready to leave at 9:30,” he said.
It was already almost 8 am, and I didn’t think it was possible we’d be ready to leave at 9:30 am. Just an hour for all that work!
“No way!” I told him.
He smiled back at me and said, “Riya, let’s see if we can do it.”
Now everyone was looking at me. But what Mike said became a challenge for everyone, I think.
&mbsp; Ian and I were loading some tents into Steve’s camper van. They were big, bulky bags, and we were packing them on the floor, so it didn’t leave much room to move around. I said they were heavy, but that didn’t worry me. I am strong, I can handle it.
We had a particularly large one we were lifting in. I was inside pulling while Ian was outside lifting and pushing. I was leaning forward to pull at the heavy canvas bag. I was leaning down, but I didn’t need to worry about anyone looking down my shirt because that is the beauty of being naked, you don’t have to hide anything. So, my tits could just hang, doing what they liked while I worked.
Yes, I was going to remain naked until the very last moment before we had to leave. I had put aside a bikini with a pair of shorts and a shirt to wear over it.
Suddenly, Steve was beside Ian, helping him.
“Come on, Riya,” he said. “Pull harder.”
“I am,” I replied.
The big bag still seemed stuck at the door, and I was using all my strength to try moving it.
“Pull harder, Riya,” Steve said again.
I stopped and stood up, hands on my hips.
“What are you saying, Steve? Am I too weak?”
“I said you are pulling like a girl.”
“I am a girl, and if you don’t stop your talk, you’ll be doing this all yourself.”
“Hey! Calm down, Riya,” Ian said, smiling. “He is just teasing you.”
He then looked at Steve and added, “And you stop upsetting my slave when I have her working so well.”
I stopped again. “Hey! I am not your slave, Ian. I can work, or I can stop and let you do it!”
“Come on. Calm down, Riya,” Ian said.
“But I am not your slave, Ian!”
“No, you are doing a great job, helper.”
Steve added. “If you want, you can drive back all the way to Brian’s house.”
That made me stop. Driving all the way home. That was so good.
“I’ve heard Amita is driving Simon’s camper all the way, so you can drive this one. That is, if you are a good girl.”
“I’m not a girl, Steve. I am a woman!”
“Oh wow! She is fiery this morning!” Ian laughed.
“What did you do to her last night, Mate?” Steve laughed.
“Look, you men! Stop teasing me!”
“Of course you’re a woman, Riya,” Steve said. “Naked like that, no one could help not notice that you are.”
“A beautiful woman. Hot and sexy woman,” Ian added.
I knew they were saying to calm me, but I also knew they believed it, too. I was happy with that.
“That’s better!” I replied. “Now you men stop talking to the naked woman and get some work done.”
“With a naked woman like you, Riya, who can do any work?” Steve said.
Before I could know, he had stepped forward and grabbed me, pulling my body against his as he tried to kiss me.
“Stop!” I tried to say. “Don’t... I can't allow... I have...” But I was becoming aroused. My body was betraying me.
Suddenly, there was a voice behind me. “Riya! What are you doing? Stopping these men from working?” Mike said.
“But Mike, they are trying...”
“I’m sorry, Mike,” Ian said. “She seduced us. We had no escape from a woman like that.”
“I can see that,” Mike said.
“Riya! Behave yourself. Leave my helpers alone. They have work to do.”
“Mike! That’s not fair! It was them… not me.”
"No," said Mike. "It was you! That's what I saw."
But I could see there was no way I could win against three of them, so I went back to work with moving the next tent we would be loading. But I knew they were teasing, so I wasn’t worried by it. If the truth is told, I liked working with these men. They made work fun, and I liked that. I also enjoyed them teasing me.
We had a particularly large one we were lifting in. I was inside pulling while Ian was outside lifting and pushing. I was leaning forward to pull at the heavy canvas bag. I was leaning down, but I didn’t need to worry about anyone looking down my shirt because that is the beauty of being naked, you don’t have to hide anything. So, my tits could just hang, doing what they liked while I worked.
Yes, I was going to remain naked until the very last moment before we had to leave. I had put aside a bikini with a pair of shorts and a shirt to wear over it.
Suddenly, Steve was beside Ian, helping him.
“Come on, Riya,” he said. “Pull harder.”
“I am,” I replied.
The big bag still seemed stuck at the door, and I was using all my strength to try moving it.
“Pull harder, Riya,” Steve said again.
I stopped and stood up, hands on my hips.
“What are you saying, Steve? Am I too weak?”
“I said you are pulling like a girl.”
“I am a girl, and if you don’t stop your talk, you’ll be doing this all yourself.”
“Hey! Calm down, Riya,” Ian said, smiling. “He is just teasing you.”
He then looked at Steve and added, “And you stop upsetting my slave when I have her working so well.”
I stopped again. “Hey! I am not your slave, Ian. I can work, or I can stop and let you do it!”
“Come on. Calm down, Riya,” Ian said.
“But I am not your slave, Ian!”
“No, you are doing a great job, helper.”
Steve added. “If you want, you can drive back all the way to Brian’s house.”
That made me stop. Driving all the way home. That was so good.
“I’ve heard Amita is driving Simon’s camper all the way, so you can drive this one. That is, if you are a good girl.”
“I’m not a girl, Steve. I am a woman!”
“Oh wow! She is fiery this morning!” Ian laughed.
“What did you do to her last night, Mate?” Steve laughed.
“Look, you men! Stop teasing me!”
“Of course you’re a woman, Riya,” Steve said. “Naked like that, no one could help not notice that you are.”
“A beautiful woman. Hot and sexy woman,” Ian added.
I knew they were saying to calm me, but I also knew they believed it, too. I was happy with that.
“That’s better!” I replied. “Now you men stop talking to the naked woman and get some work done.”
“With a naked woman like you, Riya, who can do any work?” Steve said.
Before I could know, he had stepped forward and grabbed me, pulling my body against his as he tried to kiss me.
“Stop!” I tried to say. “Don’t... I can't allow... I have...” But I was becoming aroused. My body was betraying me.
Suddenly, there was a voice behind me. “Riya! What are you doing? Stopping these men from working?” Mike said.
“But Mike, they are trying...”
“I’m sorry, Mike,” Ian said. “She seduced us. We had no escape from a woman like that.”
“I can see that,” Mike said.
“Riya! Behave yourself. Leave my helpers alone. They have work to do.”
“Mike! That’s not fair! It was them… not me.”
"No," said Mike. "It was you! That's what I saw."
But I could see there was no way I could win against three of them, so I went back to work with moving the next tent we would be loading. But I knew they were teasing, so I wasn’t worried by it. If the truth is told, I liked working with these men. They made work fun, and I liked that. I also enjoyed them teasing me.
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By 9:30 am, everything was ready. Mike made a point of telling me that.
All the vehicles were packed, and we were doing a few last-minute things around the campground before we left it. Commander Mike had called a meeting after breakfast to make sure everyone had a seat and to identify the drivers of the various vehicles.
Of course, it had already been arranged that I would be driving Steve’s camper. During the meeting, I found out why. Peter and Steve were going to take the sick van back. They had been ready to leave straight after breakfast and were already gone. They would take it slower, and planned to carry on to get the van back to Auckland. They decided to keep the van light so they didn’t have so much in the back, which meant that the load had to go in other vehicles. Since there would be no rain, we loaded gear into both boats that had been pulled out of the lake the previous evening and were ready to leave.
Commander Mike suggested we drive in groups of 2 or 3 so we were spread out and would not be a problem for other traffic. So, I had Steve’s camper, and he asked me to lead the first group. Ian came with me and took the front passenger seat beside me. In the back were two cabin seats, which Jasmine and Michael took. I had a feeling that was planned so they could try some fun in the big bed at the back.
Sharon followed me, driving Steve’s truck, and behind her was Joseph, driving his car. As I started the motor and slowly turned towards the gate, Commander Mike came up to my window.
“Riya, when you reach Dargaville, take the route through the town centre and stop in the big car park opposite the supermarket. Wait for us, and we’ll be there soon ourselves.”
“Yes, Sir, Commander Mike,” I said, giving him a salute.
“Any more cheek from you, girl and Ian will be driving, and your arse will be in the passenger seat.”
I smiled at that. I wasn’t worried about his threats. I knew Ian would let me drive, anyway.
“But it's a nice arse, isn't it?” I replied.
That caught him off guard for a few moments before he recovered.
“OK, off you go, Riya,” he said a few minutes later, giving me a playful slap on my bum.
“Hey, watch where your hands are!” I protested.
“My hands have been in worse places than that with you, Riya,” he replied.
I had to admit to myself, he was right there.
“Drive safely and let faster traffic pass when you can. If you let them pass, you'll control when they overtake. Much safer for you.”
I nodded and said, “Thanks, Mike.” I liked that last piece of advice. Me in control when they overtake. That was good.
“Thanks for what?”
“Letting me drive and all the other things you have done for me.”
“You’re welcome, honey. You drive well.”
“And do other things well,” Ian added.
“Yeah, mate. She does, too,” Mike said.
I knew these men were referring to my sexual abilities in front of everyone like that, but I was proud that they would talk about how good I was.
All the vehicles were packed, and we were doing a few last-minute things around the campground before we left it. Commander Mike had called a meeting after breakfast to make sure everyone had a seat and to identify the drivers of the various vehicles.
Of course, it had already been arranged that I would be driving Steve’s camper. During the meeting, I found out why. Peter and Steve were going to take the sick van back. They had been ready to leave straight after breakfast and were already gone. They would take it slower, and planned to carry on to get the van back to Auckland. They decided to keep the van light so they didn’t have so much in the back, which meant that the load had to go in other vehicles. Since there would be no rain, we loaded gear into both boats that had been pulled out of the lake the previous evening and were ready to leave.
Commander Mike suggested we drive in groups of 2 or 3 so we were spread out and would not be a problem for other traffic. So, I had Steve’s camper, and he asked me to lead the first group. Ian came with me and took the front passenger seat beside me. In the back were two cabin seats, which Jasmine and Michael took. I had a feeling that was planned so they could try some fun in the big bed at the back.
Sharon followed me, driving Steve’s truck, and behind her was Joseph, driving his car. As I started the motor and slowly turned towards the gate, Commander Mike came up to my window.
“Riya, when you reach Dargaville, take the route through the town centre and stop in the big car park opposite the supermarket. Wait for us, and we’ll be there soon ourselves.”
“Yes, Sir, Commander Mike,” I said, giving him a salute.
“Any more cheek from you, girl and Ian will be driving, and your arse will be in the passenger seat.”
I smiled at that. I wasn’t worried about his threats. I knew Ian would let me drive, anyway.
“But it's a nice arse, isn't it?” I replied.
That caught him off guard for a few moments before he recovered.
“OK, off you go, Riya,” he said a few minutes later, giving me a playful slap on my bum.
“Hey, watch where your hands are!” I protested.
“My hands have been in worse places than that with you, Riya,” he replied.
I had to admit to myself, he was right there.
“Drive safely and let faster traffic pass when you can. If you let them pass, you'll control when they overtake. Much safer for you.”
I nodded and said, “Thanks, Mike.” I liked that last piece of advice. Me in control when they overtake. That was good.
“Thanks for what?”
“Letting me drive and all the other things you have done for me.”
“You’re welcome, honey. You drive well.”
“And do other things well,” Ian added.
“Yeah, mate. She does, too,” Mike said.
I knew these men were referring to my sexual abilities in front of everyone like that, but I was proud that they would talk about how good I was.
Starting the powerful motor, I could feel the throbbing through my seat. Don’t ask me how powerful the engine was, I can not worry my head with details like that.
I engaged the drive and slowly allowed the large vehicle to creep forward. I saw three other cars begin to move behind me. I thought only two would follow, but a van driven by Simon was with us too. Simon’s truck pulling the boat was behind him, with another two cars after that.
The track out was no problem at all as the ranger had graded it while we were camping. I pulled off the track and onto the road that went past one of the camping grounds. There was a steeper hill after that, and I then saw how those other vehicles had left me close behind. Both Simon’s van and truck had dropped back as we climbed the hill.
I looked back in my mirror to see the last view of the lakes as the road passed over the hilltop.
“That’s it, Riya. Our camping holiday is over,” Ian said.
I nodded my agreement. “But it was fun.”
“Yes, it was. I’m glad we came to New Zealand.”
“I am too, but I almost missed out. I was giving my parents a hard time. It was only Sarvesh who saved me.”
“I heard,” he laughed. “Such a naughty girl!”
“But it was Mum, she was...” I began.
“Was it really, Riya?” he asked.
I glanced over at him, then said. “No, it wasn’t. It was me.”
He smiled a knowing smile. “But I think you’ve grown since then.”
“Grown?” I asked.
“Got more mature. They would let you drive if they didn’t trust you.”
“I didn’t think that, Ian,” I replied.
“When you left India, you were still a girl. Now you are a woman, Riya.”
I smiled at that. It made me feel so proud that a man such as him could say that. I didn’t know how to reply, so I just said, “Thank you, Ian.”
“I wouldn’t say it unless it was true.”
I engaged the drive and slowly allowed the large vehicle to creep forward. I saw three other cars begin to move behind me. I thought only two would follow, but a van driven by Simon was with us too. Simon’s truck pulling the boat was behind him, with another two cars after that.
The track out was no problem at all as the ranger had graded it while we were camping. I pulled off the track and onto the road that went past one of the camping grounds. There was a steeper hill after that, and I then saw how those other vehicles had left me close behind. Both Simon’s van and truck had dropped back as we climbed the hill.
I looked back in my mirror to see the last view of the lakes as the road passed over the hilltop.
“That’s it, Riya. Our camping holiday is over,” Ian said.
I nodded my agreement. “But it was fun.”
“Yes, it was. I’m glad we came to New Zealand.”
“I am too, but I almost missed out. I was giving my parents a hard time. It was only Sarvesh who saved me.”
“I heard,” he laughed. “Such a naughty girl!”
“But it was Mum, she was...” I began.
“Was it really, Riya?” he asked.
I glanced over at him, then said. “No, it wasn’t. It was me.”
He smiled a knowing smile. “But I think you’ve grown since then.”
“Grown?” I asked.
“Got more mature. They would let you drive if they didn’t trust you.”
“I didn’t think that, Ian,” I replied.
“When you left India, you were still a girl. Now you are a woman, Riya.”
I smiled at that. It made me feel so proud that a man such as him could say that. I didn’t know how to reply, so I just said, “Thank you, Ian.”
“I wouldn’t say it unless it was true.”
For a while, nothing more was said between us. I was concentrating on driving while he was watching.
The road from the Lakes was sealed but narrow. On the corners, I had to be careful in case I met other vehicles coming the opposite way. Soon, we had reached the main road. I glanced in the mirror, and both vehicles were me, but I couldn’t see the others.
I waited for a huge truck filled with logs to pass and then turned right to follow him. I was surprised how fast a truck that size could drive, and I was soon having trouble keeping up.
“We have some straight coming up. Ease off and let the truck go. You have three cars behind, waiting to pass. Let them go too,” Ian told me.
I saw Sharon had left a gap, and two cars had jumped into it. Next straight they passed me too. I noticed that the first car was Joseph's. A bit further on, there was a passing lane, which I took. There were four cars to pass me, and the third one tooted as she passed. I saw it was Shanti’s car with her driving and Lizamoa beside her. There were also two girls in the back seat. I saw it was Sabreena and Jaynitha. They were looking out the back window, waving at us. I flashed my headlights to acknowledge them.
“Sabbie was a wild one,” Ian said.
“Yes, but she is a nice girl,” I replied.
“She did a good job with Betty’s online show.”
(see Story 297 Tom and Betty - Part Three.)
“I know. That was a fun night.”
“All you girls were fun. Especially, you, Riya.”
“Thanks,” I smiled back at him. “Did you like us younger women?”
“Yes, I did,” he admitted. “But I’ve never been attracted to younger women before. In fact, until recently, Kala and I never played with anyone outside of our marriage.”
I just nodded to say I was listening.
“It’s a bit strange in a way. I think I thought being with someone inexperienced would be no fun, but I enjoyed teaching you and showing you new things.
“I enjoyed it too. You are a good teacher, Ian,” I said.
“You were a good student,” he replied.
The road from the Lakes was sealed but narrow. On the corners, I had to be careful in case I met other vehicles coming the opposite way. Soon, we had reached the main road. I glanced in the mirror, and both vehicles were me, but I couldn’t see the others.
I waited for a huge truck filled with logs to pass and then turned right to follow him. I was surprised how fast a truck that size could drive, and I was soon having trouble keeping up.
“We have some straight coming up. Ease off and let the truck go. You have three cars behind, waiting to pass. Let them go too,” Ian told me.
I saw Sharon had left a gap, and two cars had jumped into it. Next straight they passed me too. I noticed that the first car was Joseph's. A bit further on, there was a passing lane, which I took. There were four cars to pass me, and the third one tooted as she passed. I saw it was Shanti’s car with her driving and Lizamoa beside her. There were also two girls in the back seat. I saw it was Sabreena and Jaynitha. They were looking out the back window, waving at us. I flashed my headlights to acknowledge them.
“Sabbie was a wild one,” Ian said.
“Yes, but she is a nice girl,” I replied.
“She did a good job with Betty’s online show.”
(see Story 297 Tom and Betty - Part Three.)
“I know. That was a fun night.”
“All you girls were fun. Especially, you, Riya.”
“Thanks,” I smiled back at him. “Did you like us younger women?”
“Yes, I did,” he admitted. “But I’ve never been attracted to younger women before. In fact, until recently, Kala and I never played with anyone outside of our marriage.”
I just nodded to say I was listening.
“It’s a bit strange in a way. I think I thought being with someone inexperienced would be no fun, but I enjoyed teaching you and showing you new things.
“I enjoyed it too. You are a good teacher, Ian,” I said.
“You were a good student,” he replied.
It wasn’t long before we reached Dargaville, and I pulled the camper into the large car park opposite the supermarket. Shanti was standing nearby as I pulled up, and she had some shopping bags with her. It seemed they had been shopping while they waited for us to arrive.
Soon, the next vehicles were pulling into park beside us. I notice Commander Mike was in Simon’s truck, but it wasn’t him driving. Simon’s older daughter, Rachel, was the driver. It seemed many of us younger girls were the drivers.
Shanti and Aunty Lizamoa were giving out bags of snacks and drinks. Sabreena and Jaynitha were helping them. Ian and I took some crispy chips and bottles of water. I noticed my other two passengers took soft drinks with their snacks.
Soon, the next vehicles were pulling into park beside us. I notice Commander Mike was in Simon’s truck, but it wasn’t him driving. Simon’s older daughter, Rachel, was the driver. It seemed many of us younger girls were the drivers.
Shanti and Aunty Lizamoa were giving out bags of snacks and drinks. Sabreena and Jaynitha were helping them. Ian and I took some crispy chips and bottles of water. I noticed my other two passengers took soft drinks with their snacks.
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After our stop in Dargaville, I left first to be followed by Amita driving the other camper and the two trucks with boats after that. As Mike said, once we got on the road again, the other vehicles dropped back to allow spaces so other, faster traffic could pass.
For the first part, the roads were flat and straight as we were making good time. Not long after leaving Dargaville and crossing and following the big river, we came to an unusual hill. There were no other hills around but this hill that rose to a sharp point.
“I’d like to see the view from the top of that,” Ian said.
“Can you climb it? It looks very steep to me,” I replied.
“Yes, I was reading about it. There is a track up the back side.
“Funny how it is here on this flat plain.”
He explained, “It is an ancient volcano. All that is left is the hard lava at the centre.”
For the first part, the roads were flat and straight as we were making good time. Not long after leaving Dargaville and crossing and following the big river, we came to an unusual hill. There were no other hills around but this hill that rose to a sharp point.
“I’d like to see the view from the top of that,” Ian said.
“Can you climb it? It looks very steep to me,” I replied.
“Yes, I was reading about it. There is a track up the back side.
“Funny how it is here on this flat plain.”
He explained, “It is an ancient volcano. All that is left is the hard lava at the centre.”
Just then, the phone rang; it was Peter. They had left early in the sick van and were far ahead of us.
Since I was driving, Ian took it, of course.
“How’s it going, mate?” Peter asked.
“We are going well, got a good driver here,” Ian replied.
“Riya?”
“Yes, of course. Who would you expect?”
“Thought so. She likes hanging out with you, mate. Does she think you have a magic cock or something?”
Ian laughed, and I heard Steve laughing too. But I was shocked he would say such a thing.
“Peter, it is not like that,” I informed him. "Ian and I are just friends."
But his reply told me he didn't believe me. “If you say so, Riya.”
Steve added, “But we heard all the noise in the tent next door last night.”
“You didn't hear Steve because we were up on the hill last night.”
“See! I knew you were up to something, Riya,” Steve laughed.
Before I could reply to him, Ian cut me off.
“What’s up, Peter?“ Ian asked, bringing them back to the reason for the call.
“Just ringing to find out when you’ll reach Wellford. I rang Mike, and he said you guys were leading. He said to check with you.”
“Ahh! Where are we now, Riya?” Ian asked me.
I replied, “South of Dargaville, now. Approaching a place called Ruawai, I think. Near that mountain with the sharp point.”
“Yeah, I know it. OK, that’s about... 40-something kms. I’ll give you about an hour. Girls drive slower than men.”
I heard that about girls, but elected to disregard it.
“Why?” I asked.
Peter explained, “Steve and I have ordered twenty pizzas plus garlic bread and a couple of trays of drinks. They’ll need time to get it all ready. Can you ring them when you hit State Highway 1? I’ll text you the number now. It's all been paid for... on one of Sarvesh’s cards.”
“OK,” Ian acknowledged him.
“They will deliver it to that large park behind Wellsford, where we stopped before. Turning off at the top of the hill before you get to the town centre is the easiest way in.”
“Yeah, that is where we stopped on the way up?” Ian asked.
“That's it, mate. The big park with all the sports fields.”
“Shanti and another car are ahead of us,” I said.
“Ok, I’ll ring her now,” Peter replied. “Mike is only a minute or two behind you guys. He's tail-end-Charley, I think.”
“How’s the van going?” Ian asked.
“Great, so far. Traffic's getting heavy, so we’re going to continue down Highway 16. We'll see you at Brian's.”
“That's because two women fixed it,” I said.
“Must be it,” he said as he ended the call.
Since I was driving, Ian took it, of course.
“How’s it going, mate?” Peter asked.
“We are going well, got a good driver here,” Ian replied.
“Riya?”
“Yes, of course. Who would you expect?”
“Thought so. She likes hanging out with you, mate. Does she think you have a magic cock or something?”
Ian laughed, and I heard Steve laughing too. But I was shocked he would say such a thing.
“Peter, it is not like that,” I informed him. "Ian and I are just friends."
But his reply told me he didn't believe me. “If you say so, Riya.”
Steve added, “But we heard all the noise in the tent next door last night.”
“You didn't hear Steve because we were up on the hill last night.”
“See! I knew you were up to something, Riya,” Steve laughed.
Before I could reply to him, Ian cut me off.
“What’s up, Peter?“ Ian asked, bringing them back to the reason for the call.
“Just ringing to find out when you’ll reach Wellford. I rang Mike, and he said you guys were leading. He said to check with you.”
“Ahh! Where are we now, Riya?” Ian asked me.
I replied, “South of Dargaville, now. Approaching a place called Ruawai, I think. Near that mountain with the sharp point.”
“Yeah, I know it. OK, that’s about... 40-something kms. I’ll give you about an hour. Girls drive slower than men.”
I heard that about girls, but elected to disregard it.
“Why?” I asked.
Peter explained, “Steve and I have ordered twenty pizzas plus garlic bread and a couple of trays of drinks. They’ll need time to get it all ready. Can you ring them when you hit State Highway 1? I’ll text you the number now. It's all been paid for... on one of Sarvesh’s cards.”
“OK,” Ian acknowledged him.
“They will deliver it to that large park behind Wellsford, where we stopped before. Turning off at the top of the hill before you get to the town centre is the easiest way in.”
“Yeah, that is where we stopped on the way up?” Ian asked.
“That's it, mate. The big park with all the sports fields.”
“Shanti and another car are ahead of us,” I said.
“Ok, I’ll ring her now,” Peter replied. “Mike is only a minute or two behind you guys. He's tail-end-Charley, I think.”
“How’s the van going?” Ian asked.
“Great, so far. Traffic's getting heavy, so we’re going to continue down Highway 16. We'll see you at Brian's.”
“That's because two women fixed it,” I said.
“Must be it,” he said as he ended the call.
“You're getting better, Riya,” Ian said. “You caught him with that last hit about fixing the van. He didn't have a comeback.”
“Well, it is true. Amita and I did do all the work. All he did was wet everyone with the hose.”
(see Story 301 Sex in a Moving Camper Van.)
(see Story 307 Riya's Update - Day Three Camping.)
“Yeah, I remember. But the was a good hit back at him.”
“Sometimes I don't know what to say,” I replied.
“Well, you know they are teasing you, and so they have to take teasing back. I would think they are expecting it.”
“But they are older than me. I wonder if I should respect them. It is my cultural way.”
“Ahhh! Of course. I forgot about that,” Ian said.
“Younger people should respect the older.”
“Yes, I know, but with these guys, when they tease you, it is an exception; they won't get offended.”
“OK. I will think of that. I might ask what Dad thinks, too.”
“Your father is a good man. Your mother, too. They will see it the same way.”
“My mother isn't a man, Ian," I said with a laugh.
“What? Oh, that. Don't twist my words, you cheeky girl! You know what I mean.”
“No, I don't, Ian. I have no idea why you would call my mother a man. When I tell her, she is going to kick your arse.”
"Yeah! Probably will too. I'd better watch out."
We both laughed at that. I like Ian. I enjoy talking with him.
“Well, it is true. Amita and I did do all the work. All he did was wet everyone with the hose.”
(see Story 301 Sex in a Moving Camper Van.)
(see Story 307 Riya's Update - Day Three Camping.)
“Yeah, I remember. But the was a good hit back at him.”
“Sometimes I don't know what to say,” I replied.
“Well, you know they are teasing you, and so they have to take teasing back. I would think they are expecting it.”
“But they are older than me. I wonder if I should respect them. It is my cultural way.”
“Ahhh! Of course. I forgot about that,” Ian said.
“Younger people should respect the older.”
“Yes, I know, but with these guys, when they tease you, it is an exception; they won't get offended.”
“OK. I will think of that. I might ask what Dad thinks, too.”
“Your father is a good man. Your mother, too. They will see it the same way.”
“My mother isn't a man, Ian," I said with a laugh.
“What? Oh, that. Don't twist my words, you cheeky girl! You know what I mean.”
“No, I don't, Ian. I have no idea why you would call my mother a man. When I tell her, she is going to kick your arse.”
"Yeah! Probably will too. I'd better watch out."
We both laughed at that. I like Ian. I enjoy talking with him.
I looked around at that point, and the two seats behind us were empty. It was obvious where Jasmine and Michael were. They had the curtain pulled so we couldn’t see, but both Ian and I knew what was going on there. They were joining the fucking in a moving camper-van club.
Ian saw me look and said, “Don't think we'll see much of them before Wellsford."
He was right. It wouldn’t be until Wellsford that we would see them again, as they appeared when the van stopped. I don’t know what took them so long, as it was almost 60 minutes for me to drive all that way.
Ian saw me look and said, “Don't think we'll see much of them before Wellsford."
He was right. It wouldn’t be until Wellsford that we would see them again, as they appeared when the van stopped. I don’t know what took them so long, as it was almost 60 minutes for me to drive all that way.
We pulled into the park behind Wellsford, and three cars were waiting for us. I pulled around the edge of the car park and placed the camper where we would make a line across the centre. Sharon pulled up in Steve’s ute beside me, and Jaynitha, driving her father’s truck, pulling their boat, was on the other side of Sharon. Soon, the whole group had arrived.
“Where are Peter and Steve?” Amita asked as she stepped out of Simon’s camper.
“They went on,” Ian replied. “Van was going well, so they didn’t want to stop.”
“But they ordered lunch,” Shanti said. “Should be here soon.”
“Where are Peter and Steve?” Amita asked as she stepped out of Simon’s camper.
“They went on,” Ian replied. “Van was going well, so they didn’t want to stop.”
“But they ordered lunch,” Shanti said. “Should be here soon.”
As she said that, a little van drove into the car park and parked in front of our line of vehicles. Some of us helped unload all the food onto a couple of picnic tables nearby. Some sat, but most of us stood while eating the pizzas. They were good!
Mootie was standing near his daughter, Jasmine.
“Have you been good?” he asked her.
“No, Daddy, I have been very bad with Michael,” she replied with a grin.
“They were on the bed at the back of my camper,” I explained. “It was rocking around so much that it was hard to stay on the road.”
“As bad as that, Jasmine? You are a naughty girl!” Sarvesh said.
“But it wasn’t just me!” Jasmine said.
“Yes, that poor boy. How could he ever resist the temptation?” Jenny laughed.
“But he said...”
“Don’t blame Michael. He is such a nice, sweet boy, and look what you were doing to him,” her mother, Hansini, cut in.
Jasmine realised she could win when they all ganged up on her, so she said something that ended the conversation.
“Well, I don’t care what you say. I know we had more fun than any of you did.”
Good one, Jasmine, I thought. That stopped their teasing.
Mootie was standing near his daughter, Jasmine.
“Have you been good?” he asked her.
“No, Daddy, I have been very bad with Michael,” she replied with a grin.
“They were on the bed at the back of my camper,” I explained. “It was rocking around so much that it was hard to stay on the road.”
“As bad as that, Jasmine? You are a naughty girl!” Sarvesh said.
“But it wasn’t just me!” Jasmine said.
“Yes, that poor boy. How could he ever resist the temptation?” Jenny laughed.
“But he said...”
“Don’t blame Michael. He is such a nice, sweet boy, and look what you were doing to him,” her mother, Hansini, cut in.
Jasmine realised she could win when they all ganged up on her, so she said something that ended the conversation.
“Well, I don’t care what you say. I know we had more fun than any of you did.”
Good one, Jasmine, I thought. That stopped their teasing.
It was then that Commander Mike had a surprise for me.
“Riya, I am changing drivers around for the rest of the trip. Would you like to drive Simon’s truck for me?”
“Of course, Mike,” I replied.
“You’ll have the boat behind it. Think you can handle it?”
“I think so, Mike. I drove Ian’s truck and trailer in Australia.”
“Yes, I heard, or I would never have asked you,” he said.
I went over to Ian and said, “I’m leaving you to drive, Simon’s truck.”
“I know,” he replied. “I’ll have Subbie as my driver now.”
“No, wait a moment,” Mike said. “I'll put Joseph with Sabbie. You stay with Riya, Ian."
I don't know why he suddenly changed like that, but I was happy with it.
“Riya, I am changing drivers around for the rest of the trip. Would you like to drive Simon’s truck for me?”
“Of course, Mike,” I replied.
“You’ll have the boat behind it. Think you can handle it?”
“I think so, Mike. I drove Ian’s truck and trailer in Australia.”
“Yes, I heard, or I would never have asked you,” he said.
I went over to Ian and said, “I’m leaving you to drive, Simon’s truck.”
“I know,” he replied. “I’ll have Subbie as my driver now.”
“No, wait a moment,” Mike said. “I'll put Joseph with Sabbie. You stay with Riya, Ian."
I don't know why he suddenly changed like that, but I was happy with it.
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A bit later, I watched as Steve’s camper van turned to leave the park. I could see Saddie in the driver's seat. She was smiling as she turned the big vehicle towards the entrance to the park. Amita, still driving Simon’s camper van, was straight behind her.
Commander Mike had asked Ian if he could be tail-end-Charlie. That would mean we were the last ones and had to make sure everyone stayed in front of us. Since this truck had a full tool kit in the back, we would also help if any vehicle had to stop.
I went to climb up into the driver’s seat when Ian stopped me.
“Hey! Have you forgotten something, Riya?” he asked.
“No, I don’t think so,” I replied.
“What did we do when we stopped each time in Australia?”
“Oh,” I said as I suddenly remembered. “The checking.”
I saw Jaynitha was doing the same as she walked around Brian’s truck and boat. They were looking at the tie-strap that kept coming loose.
With Ian beside me, I walked around the front of the truck, looking over everything. I was excited to try driving as it looked bigger than I had driven before. Down the other side until I could check that the cover over the back was fixed properly. Then came the connection to the boat trailer. Was it connected properly? Was the safety chain fastened?
Walking down the side of the boat, I looked at the double wheels and the straps holding the boat on. At the back, I saw that the boat cover was fastened because there was camping gear packed inside.
Now I was on the other side, checking until I came back to the driver's door.
“Are you happy?” Ian asked.
“Yes,” I told him.
“You missed something,” he said.
“What? Everything looked fine to me,” I said.
“Back on the boat, the power lead to the taillights has come loose.”
“Oh, I missed that,” I said.
“It’s fine,” he told me gently. “The trailer we used before was different. Just give a push in to make sure it is tight, then we can get on the road.”
By the time I started the truck, most of the others had left. I pulled around in a circle towards the car park exit and turned onto the road. I was watching as the boat behind me bumped over the roadside curb as it followed me onto the road. Back up the hill, we were ready to turn onto State Highway One again.
“Just watch getting out, Riya,” Ian warned me. “Your vehicle is much longer now, and taking that sharp corner, you’ll need to go a bit slower. Give yourself a space in the traffic.
As I waited for a gap in the heavy traffic, Ian continued. “Don’t worry about getting behind. With the power of this beast, I’m sure we’ll catch them.”
I just nodded as I was looking the other way towards my right. Watching the almost endless line of traffic coming over the hill at the top end of the town centre. A van slowed to pull into the curb, and I saw my chance. The powerful motor roared as I pushed my foot down. Maybe a bit harder than was needed. The big vehicle responded quickly, and we gave a jump forward out onto the main road. It was more than I expected.
“Stead there, Riya,” Ian said. “This is bigger than you are used to.”
“A big boy toy?” I asked.
He laughed. “From what I’ve seen of Steve, maybe you are right.”
Down through the town centre, a line of shops and businesses on either side, until we came to the turn-off to State Highway 16 – The Kaipara Coast Highway. There was quite a bit of oncoming traffic, so I had to wait for another gap before I could make the right-hand turn.
When two cars turned into the service station, I saw my chance and quickly moved across into the side road. More under control now.
“Good job, Riya. That was hard, throwing that at you in a strange vehicle,” Ian said.
I glanced over to smile, thanks. He was smiling back at me.
From here, we climbed a short hill before we began leaving the houses surrounding the town. Ian showed me that this truck had a split gearbox. There were lower manual gears and some higher-speed automatic gears. “Just leave her in Auto for now. It will handle everything on the open road.”
We made good time until we came to the steep hill known as Cleasby Hill. We had pulled up behind a line of cars. When the road straightened, I could see a truck with a boat in front.
“That’s Brian’s truck. Not as powerful as this. Jaynitha is driving. I think she is struggling a bit,” Ian said.
On a straight, flat piece, three cars got past her, and now there were only two cars between them and us.
“She will probably pull in at the lookout, so ready to follow her in,” Ian said.
He was right, at the lookout, Jaynitha pulled over, and I followed her. There were six cars behind me, and they all passed us before we could continue.
Commander Mike had asked Ian if he could be tail-end-Charlie. That would mean we were the last ones and had to make sure everyone stayed in front of us. Since this truck had a full tool kit in the back, we would also help if any vehicle had to stop.
I went to climb up into the driver’s seat when Ian stopped me.
“Hey! Have you forgotten something, Riya?” he asked.
“No, I don’t think so,” I replied.
“What did we do when we stopped each time in Australia?”
“Oh,” I said as I suddenly remembered. “The checking.”
I saw Jaynitha was doing the same as she walked around Brian’s truck and boat. They were looking at the tie-strap that kept coming loose.
With Ian beside me, I walked around the front of the truck, looking over everything. I was excited to try driving as it looked bigger than I had driven before. Down the other side until I could check that the cover over the back was fixed properly. Then came the connection to the boat trailer. Was it connected properly? Was the safety chain fastened?
Walking down the side of the boat, I looked at the double wheels and the straps holding the boat on. At the back, I saw that the boat cover was fastened because there was camping gear packed inside.
Now I was on the other side, checking until I came back to the driver's door.
“Are you happy?” Ian asked.
“Yes,” I told him.
“You missed something,” he said.
“What? Everything looked fine to me,” I said.
“Back on the boat, the power lead to the taillights has come loose.”
“Oh, I missed that,” I said.
“It’s fine,” he told me gently. “The trailer we used before was different. Just give a push in to make sure it is tight, then we can get on the road.”
By the time I started the truck, most of the others had left. I pulled around in a circle towards the car park exit and turned onto the road. I was watching as the boat behind me bumped over the roadside curb as it followed me onto the road. Back up the hill, we were ready to turn onto State Highway One again.
“Just watch getting out, Riya,” Ian warned me. “Your vehicle is much longer now, and taking that sharp corner, you’ll need to go a bit slower. Give yourself a space in the traffic.
As I waited for a gap in the heavy traffic, Ian continued. “Don’t worry about getting behind. With the power of this beast, I’m sure we’ll catch them.”
I just nodded as I was looking the other way towards my right. Watching the almost endless line of traffic coming over the hill at the top end of the town centre. A van slowed to pull into the curb, and I saw my chance. The powerful motor roared as I pushed my foot down. Maybe a bit harder than was needed. The big vehicle responded quickly, and we gave a jump forward out onto the main road. It was more than I expected.
“Stead there, Riya,” Ian said. “This is bigger than you are used to.”
“A big boy toy?” I asked.
He laughed. “From what I’ve seen of Steve, maybe you are right.”
Down through the town centre, a line of shops and businesses on either side, until we came to the turn-off to State Highway 16 – The Kaipara Coast Highway. There was quite a bit of oncoming traffic, so I had to wait for another gap before I could make the right-hand turn.
When two cars turned into the service station, I saw my chance and quickly moved across into the side road. More under control now.
“Good job, Riya. That was hard, throwing that at you in a strange vehicle,” Ian said.
I glanced over to smile, thanks. He was smiling back at me.
From here, we climbed a short hill before we began leaving the houses surrounding the town. Ian showed me that this truck had a split gearbox. There were lower manual gears and some higher-speed automatic gears. “Just leave her in Auto for now. It will handle everything on the open road.”
We made good time until we came to the steep hill known as Cleasby Hill. We had pulled up behind a line of cars. When the road straightened, I could see a truck with a boat in front.
“That’s Brian’s truck. Not as powerful as this. Jaynitha is driving. I think she is struggling a bit,” Ian said.
On a straight, flat piece, three cars got past her, and now there were only two cars between them and us.
“She will probably pull in at the lookout, so ready to follow her in,” Ian said.
He was right, at the lookout, Jaynitha pulled over, and I followed her. There were six cars behind me, and they all passed us before we could continue.
We continued south, making good time considering the extra traffic that had built up. I think this would be one of my more challenging drives. Almost equal to the one on the rough road in the Australian desert. That is why I have included enough details.
(see Story 268 Desert Camping with Ian.)
Word came to us via phone that they were having an unplanned stop at Kaukapakpa. (Who knows how you say that one!)
When we pulled into the car park beside the school, Steve and Peter were there. It seems they had stopped at the local wine and beer shop to buy beers since it was such a hot day. They sampled a few, maybe a few too many, as Mike had to take over driving the Sick Van, which was going well, it seems.
“Of course it would be. Two women fixed it!” Ha! Ha! That got all the men complaining. Mum even said I was a troublemaker.
They had cold drinks and a selection of cakes and biscuits from a local bakery. They were nice, especially those chocolate chip ones.
(see Story 268 Desert Camping with Ian.)
Word came to us via phone that they were having an unplanned stop at Kaukapakpa. (Who knows how you say that one!)
When we pulled into the car park beside the school, Steve and Peter were there. It seems they had stopped at the local wine and beer shop to buy beers since it was such a hot day. They sampled a few, maybe a few too many, as Mike had to take over driving the Sick Van, which was going well, it seems.
“Of course it would be. Two women fixed it!” Ha! Ha! That got all the men complaining. Mum even said I was a troublemaker.
They had cold drinks and a selection of cakes and biscuits from a local bakery. They were nice, especially those chocolate chip ones.
There were a few changes among the vehicles since then, mostly younger women like me were driving, so they needed someone qualified beside me. Ian was a naughty boy. Too many beers, and he came on board with two more cans.
He sat in the back with Mootie and Joseph. They finished the beers quickly and started on Steve’s supply in the camper fridge. Since they were useless for driving, I found Sharon joined me in the front seat. She was experienced with driving this truck, pulling their boat.
He sat in the back with Mootie and Joseph. They finished the beers quickly and started on Steve’s supply in the camper fridge. Since they were useless for driving, I found Sharon joined me in the front seat. She was experienced with driving this truck, pulling their boat.
We had turned off just south of Kaukapakapa onto a back road that would take us near Brian’s house, but we still had a lot to drive.
In the back, the three men were getting noisier, and soon they were suggesting I go with them to the bed at the back. Those three men with me? I don’t think so. I told them I was too busy driving and couldn't come to them. They asked Sharon, but she was much blunter, telling them to “Sit down and shut up!”
I smiled at that, her telling them to shut up.
In the back, the three men were getting noisier, and soon they were suggesting I go with them to the bed at the back. Those three men with me? I don’t think so. I told them I was too busy driving and couldn't come to them. They asked Sharon, but she was much blunter, telling them to “Sit down and shut up!”
I smiled at that, her telling them to shut up.
The trip through to Brian’s house didn’t take that long. Then there was a lot of moving people and gear between vehicles. I was to go back with my parents and family. They were staying at Peter and Jenny’s house. I would have liked to go back up to Mike’s house, but I think Shanti was reclaiming her house after loaning it to us before the camping trip.
So, I ended up back with my parents. Not that it bothered me too much. This trip had been a lot of fun. Surprising how they had allowed me to become sexually active like they did. But it was almost over, now.
Peter went off to bed not long after we arrived at his house. “Too much beer,” Mum said, and I think Jenny agreed with him. I had not seen a man drunk like that before, and he was talking funny, which I found amusing. I don’t think the women were too happy about him. At least they said they weren’t happy about it.
Jenny took Mum and me to get a takeaway for dinner that evening. Down in New Lynn, she turned to ask me what I would like. I wasn't sure how to answer that one because I had no idea what was offered in this country.
"What about the girls? What do they like?" I asked.
"They are in disgrace at the moment. They'll get what is given to them," Jenny replied, a hard edge to her voice.
"What do they have here?"
"Almost anything," and she went into a long list of takeaway places near us.
I selected a chicken place. It was different to the KFC one. I know that one. There was no spice, of course, but it was nice. She also stopped at a wine shop to get some wine for that night and up at Shanti's house the following night. I went into the shop with her. There was so much selection. I was shocked. Is drinking a problem in New Zealand? With shops like that, I would expect it would be a problem.
We sat around for a while, and the women had some wine they were drinking. I didn’t have any. They didn’t offer any, but I wouldn’t have had some anyway. Don’t like the taste. Not sure how they could enjoy it. I had a choice of fruit juice or a soft drink.
Later, I went to bed in Kirsten’s room. The twins each had a bedroom, but I had learnt that they usually slept together in Carol’s room, which had a bigger bed. Kirsten only used her room for storing clothing. I learnt that even clothing was shared between them. Being twins must be so different to being a single baby. Of course, I have my younger brother and sister, who I like, even if they can be annoying sometimes.
So that night, there was no sex for Riya. Poor Riya! LOL
So, I ended up back with my parents. Not that it bothered me too much. This trip had been a lot of fun. Surprising how they had allowed me to become sexually active like they did. But it was almost over, now.
Peter went off to bed not long after we arrived at his house. “Too much beer,” Mum said, and I think Jenny agreed with him. I had not seen a man drunk like that before, and he was talking funny, which I found amusing. I don’t think the women were too happy about him. At least they said they weren’t happy about it.
Jenny took Mum and me to get a takeaway for dinner that evening. Down in New Lynn, she turned to ask me what I would like. I wasn't sure how to answer that one because I had no idea what was offered in this country.
"What about the girls? What do they like?" I asked.
"They are in disgrace at the moment. They'll get what is given to them," Jenny replied, a hard edge to her voice.
"What do they have here?"
"Almost anything," and she went into a long list of takeaway places near us.
I selected a chicken place. It was different to the KFC one. I know that one. There was no spice, of course, but it was nice. She also stopped at a wine shop to get some wine for that night and up at Shanti's house the following night. I went into the shop with her. There was so much selection. I was shocked. Is drinking a problem in New Zealand? With shops like that, I would expect it would be a problem.
We sat around for a while, and the women had some wine they were drinking. I didn’t have any. They didn’t offer any, but I wouldn’t have had some anyway. Don’t like the taste. Not sure how they could enjoy it. I had a choice of fruit juice or a soft drink.
Later, I went to bed in Kirsten’s room. The twins each had a bedroom, but I had learnt that they usually slept together in Carol’s room, which had a bigger bed. Kirsten only used her room for storing clothing. I learnt that even clothing was shared between them. Being twins must be so different to being a single baby. Of course, I have my younger brother and sister, who I like, even if they can be annoying sometimes.
So that night, there was no sex for Riya. Poor Riya! LOL
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The next morning was the last full day in New Zealand. We would then leave for either Australia or Singapore the following day.
There was a bit of a scene after breakfast when Peter had asked the twins to hand over their keys to the car they shared. There was a bit of arguing back, then came the tears, especially from Carol.
“You can't do that! My life will be ruined if I can't go out!” Carol said.
“You should have thought of that before you disobeyed us,” Jenny replied.
“Our friends will never speak to us,” Kirsten said.
“They can't be any kind of friends then,” Jenny replied. “You're better off without them.”
“That's fucking not fair. You are so mean!” Kirsten added, looking at her father, probably hoping he would break first.
“How do you think we feel? In front of all our friends. You know the group rules! And you deliberately disobeyed them,” Jenny said.
It didn't help when Kirsten swore at her father and called him mean. But through it all, Peter and Jenny stood firm and wouldn't back down. I admire them for that and hope I will be the same when I have kids.
Finally, both in tears, both girls ran off to a bedroom.
“It's hard not to give in to them. But they need to be punished for what they did,” Peter said.
“You're always a bit soft on them,” Jenny smiled to her husband.
“I know, but they are our daughters. I think the world of them.”
She stepped over and hugged him. "I know you do. You're a good father to them. But this power struggle has been building for a while now. We can't give in!”
It was a touching moment.
There was a bit of a scene after breakfast when Peter had asked the twins to hand over their keys to the car they shared. There was a bit of arguing back, then came the tears, especially from Carol.
“You can't do that! My life will be ruined if I can't go out!” Carol said.
“You should have thought of that before you disobeyed us,” Jenny replied.
“Our friends will never speak to us,” Kirsten said.
“They can't be any kind of friends then,” Jenny replied. “You're better off without them.”
“That's fucking not fair. You are so mean!” Kirsten added, looking at her father, probably hoping he would break first.
“How do you think we feel? In front of all our friends. You know the group rules! And you deliberately disobeyed them,” Jenny said.
It didn't help when Kirsten swore at her father and called him mean. But through it all, Peter and Jenny stood firm and wouldn't back down. I admire them for that and hope I will be the same when I have kids.
Finally, both in tears, both girls ran off to a bedroom.
“It's hard not to give in to them. But they need to be punished for what they did,” Peter said.
“You're always a bit soft on them,” Jenny smiled to her husband.
“I know, but they are our daughters. I think the world of them.”
She stepped over and hugged him. "I know you do. You're a good father to them. But this power struggle has been building for a while now. We can't give in!”
It was a touching moment.
It was suggested that there would be a party at Shanti’s house. Yes, it would be a sexual party with the younger children staying at a Lizamoa’s house nearby.
A sexy party! I was in for that.
But someone else is writing about that, so this is about where my story must end.
The plan was for everyone to stay the night, them no one would be drinking and driving or, as Peter said, “fucking and driving!” LOL
In my case, I didn't even bother with sleep clothing as I knew I would be either nude or in my bikini.
A sexy party! I was in for that.
But someone else is writing about that, so this is about where my story must end.
The plan was for everyone to stay the night, them no one would be drinking and driving or, as Peter said, “fucking and driving!” LOL
In my case, I didn't even bother with sleep clothing as I knew I would be either nude or in my bikini.
But there is one last story I must tell you.
As I said, Peter had taken the car keys from his daughters. This was because of what happened at the camp. Their punishment was being grounded for two months.
(See Story 304 Stephen and the Twins.)
Well, when we left for the party at Shanti's house, the twins, who had been quiet and unfriendly all day, asked if they could stay at home. I was surprised that Peter allowed them to. But it became clearer when we got into the car.
“Why did you let them stay at home?” Jenny asked.
“They've been sulking all day, would just be a pain in the arse,” Peter replied.
“I suppose so,” Jenny agreed. “Do you think they might try looking for the keys?”
“I'm certain of it,” Peter said. "Use my phone and log in to the security. Let's see what they are doing.”
“Sneaky!” Jenny said as she took his phone and logged into their security system. It seems the twins didn't know it had this feature. She began cycling through the cameras to find where the girls were.
“Hey! Look at this. They are in our bedroom already.” Jenny said.
“So quick,” Peter said with a smile. “This is going to be good. Get ready to ring them.”
Peter had pulled over and stopped the car, and we all watched as the girls began a detailed search of their parents' bedroom. I could see they were taking care not to miss any possible hiding place.
“Where did you hide them?” Jenny asked.
“On the floor under your bedside cabinet,” Peter replied.
“That was clever,” Jenny laughed. "Do you think they'll find them?”
“I'm sure they will, knowing our daughters.”
We had only watched for a few minutes when Carol spoke.
As I said, Peter had taken the car keys from his daughters. This was because of what happened at the camp. Their punishment was being grounded for two months.
(See Story 304 Stephen and the Twins.)
Well, when we left for the party at Shanti's house, the twins, who had been quiet and unfriendly all day, asked if they could stay at home. I was surprised that Peter allowed them to. But it became clearer when we got into the car.
“Why did you let them stay at home?” Jenny asked.
“They've been sulking all day, would just be a pain in the arse,” Peter replied.
“I suppose so,” Jenny agreed. “Do you think they might try looking for the keys?”
“I'm certain of it,” Peter said. "Use my phone and log in to the security. Let's see what they are doing.”
“Sneaky!” Jenny said as she took his phone and logged into their security system. It seems the twins didn't know it had this feature. She began cycling through the cameras to find where the girls were.
“Hey! Look at this. They are in our bedroom already.” Jenny said.
“So quick,” Peter said with a smile. “This is going to be good. Get ready to ring them.”
Peter had pulled over and stopped the car, and we all watched as the girls began a detailed search of their parents' bedroom. I could see they were taking care not to miss any possible hiding place.
“Where did you hide them?” Jenny asked.
“On the floor under your bedside cabinet,” Peter replied.
“That was clever,” Jenny laughed. "Do you think they'll find them?”
“I'm sure they will, knowing our daughters.”
We had only watched for a few minutes when Carol spoke.
“I know where they are. Remember, Dad used to hide things from us under the bedside cabinets. I don't think he ever knew we found him out.”
“Of course, I knew,” Peter laughed to us.
We watched how Kirsten lifted Peter's side, and Carol found nothing. Then they went around to Jenny's side. Sure enough, Carol was soon holding the keys to their car.
We watched how Kirsten lifted Peter's side, and Carol found nothing. Then they went around to Jenny's side. Sure enough, Carol was soon holding the keys to their car.
“They'll be gone all night, so as long as we get back tonight, we should be safe,” Kirsten grinned.
They were laughing at how they had outsmarted their parents.
“OK, honey. Time to spring the trap,” Peter said, as Jenny pressed speed-dial.
Carol answered immediately while they were still in their parents' bedroom.
“Hi Carol,” Jenny said.
We could see how they were a bit surprised that their mother knew who picked-up before they even spoke.
Carol answered immediately while they were still in their parents' bedroom.
“Hi Carol,” Jenny said.
We could see how they were a bit surprised that their mother knew who picked-up before they even spoke.
“H... Hi Mum,” she replied.
“What are you two going to do tonight?”
“Oh, just watching TV, now,” Carol lied. “We'll warm up that dinner later.”
“OK, then. Be good, both of you.”
“We will,” Carol replied.
And then Jenny delivered the punch line.
“Oh, Carol, Daddy wants you to put the keys back. Just leave them on top of the cabinet is fine.”
With that, she disconnected.
“Oh, Carol, Daddy wants you to put the keys back. Just leave them on top of the cabinet is fine.”
With that, she disconnected.
Jenny turned to her husband and said. “Leave them where we can see if they get moved.”
Peter nodded in agreement.
Both girls were standing, looking at each other, shocked.
Peter nodded in agreement.
Both girls were standing, looking at each other, shocked.
“How did they know?” Carol gasped.
“I don't know,” Kirsten replied.
“I think we're in more trouble now,” Carol said, sadly.
Then Kirsten looked up at the security alarm in the corner. “I bet it is that. She must be able to connect to it, online.”
“We'd better be careful. They are probably listening to us now,” Coral said as she looked up at the camera.
Both girls quickly left the room.
“I don't know,” Kirsten replied.
“I think we're in more trouble now,” Carol said, sadly.
Then Kirsten looked up at the security alarm in the corner. “I bet it is that. She must be able to connect to it, online.”
“We'd better be careful. They are probably listening to us now,” Coral said as she looked up at the camera.
Both girls quickly left the room.
“Smart girls,” Pater smiled.
“Not so smart, they got caught, didn't they?” Jenny replied.
They were laughing as Peter started the car to continue on for our night at Shanti's house.
“Not so smart, they got caught, didn't they?” Jenny replied.
They were laughing as Peter started the car to continue on for our night at Shanti's house.
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This was our trip back to Auckland,
Not so ‘sexual,’
But I enjoyed driving the whole way.
Bye from Riya.
Not so ‘sexual,’
But I enjoyed driving the whole way.
Bye from Riya.
THE END!!
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In all our stories, anyone involved in sexual activities is over the age of 18. The legal age, where we live in New Zealand, is 16, but we are happy with the age 18 limit. Keep in mind that some characters have featured in earlier stories as children, but time has gone by, and now they are adults. There are over 25 years between Letter 1 and this story, so any babies in those earlier stories will now be adults.
This blog follows a group of people who belong to a sexual-swapping group based on our real sex-swapping nudist group. As we are in real life, the characters in these stories are mainly married, and some do have young children. While these children might be mentioned, in no case will they be involved in any sexual activities. This follows what we do when the writer's team meet for our real parties. Lots of fun, lots of sex, but no kids!
(This message will appear in all new stories.)
Anne and the writing team.
It has been brought to our attention that some readers are misunderstanding our writing here. This whole blog is under a warning that sexual content appears here. We don't hide this and wish to abide by the Blogspot rules. If you have a problem with a page, please leave a comment at the bottom so we can review and fix your concern. Just reporting to Blogspot doesn't help us to know what exactly the problem is, and so we're unable to fix it.
In all our stories, anyone involved in sexual activities is over the age of 18. The legal age, where we live in New Zealand, is 16, but we are happy with the age 18 limit. Keep in mind that some characters have featured in earlier stories as children, but time has gone by, and now they are adults. There are over 25 years between Letter 1 and this story, so any babies in those earlier stories will now be adults.
This blog follows a group of people who belong to a sexual-swapping group based on our real sex-swapping nudist group. As we are in real life, the characters in these stories are mainly married, and some do have young children. While these children might be mentioned, in no case will they be involved in any sexual activities. This follows what we do when the writer's team meet for our real parties. Lots of fun, lots of sex, but no kids!
(This message will appear in all new stories.)
Anne and the writing team.
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