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Hi from Shanti.
We have been back from our trip to the Kia Iwi Lates for months now. Our overseas visitors have all returned to their homes. It has been a busy time writing, and some great stories have been published in the Letters Books. Now three big volumes have been added to the Letters Collection, and the other day we published what we thought was the last of the stories about our trip adventures. Suddenly, I received word from India and Australia that there were two late stories to be added, since neither of them were long, we have agreed to add them in.
This first one comes from Ginger in Australia. Ginger hasn't written much, but she and her husband, Fred, were fully involved in all the fun. It turns out Ginger writes poetry, which surprised me. She wrote a poem from the last few days we were camping. When I read her poem, I realised none of us had mentioned this extra adventure. While it is not sexy, I believe it should still be included in this series.
Let me hand over to Ginger now.
We have been back from our trip to the Kia Iwi Lates for months now. Our overseas visitors have all returned to their homes. It has been a busy time writing, and some great stories have been published in the Letters Books. Now three big volumes have been added to the Letters Collection, and the other day we published what we thought was the last of the stories about our trip adventures. Suddenly, I received word from India and Australia that there were two late stories to be added, since neither of them were long, we have agreed to add them in.
This first one comes from Ginger in Australia. Ginger hasn't written much, but she and her husband, Fred, were fully involved in all the fun. It turns out Ginger writes poetry, which surprised me. She wrote a poem from the last few days we were camping. When I read her poem, I realised none of us had mentioned this extra adventure. While it is not sexy, I believe it should still be included in this series.
Let me hand over to Ginger now.
Hi everyone, Ginger here.
Thank you, everyone, for your help in getting this published. Yes, I know I wrote the poem and some extra comments, but I now realise there is a lot more to it than that. I must especially thank Shandra and Shanti for their work in getting my story ready.
Now, as Anne said above, I like to write poetry when I find the time. My poems could be about anything or anyone that captures my interest. Tane Mahuta was impressive, made even more so when Mike told us this is the largest known tree in New Zealand. A translation of the name could mean "Lord of the Forest," which also captured my imagination.
When we discovered this famous tree was only a short drive north of where we were staying, some of us wanted to go see it. Mike offered to take us. Well, word got around, and more people wanted to join us. Even the extremely early start didn't put us off. The idea was to reach the State Park soon after dawn to catch Tane Mahuta at his best.
I got a seat in Brian's truck, partly because I had spent that night with him. Seems ginger pussy is an attraction for him, and as you all know, I have a generously ginger forest. Yes, he gave her (my pussy) plenty of attention, eating me to orgasm as few times before we got down to some serious fucking.
But that is getting a bit away from my subject here.
Thank you, everyone, for your help in getting this published. Yes, I know I wrote the poem and some extra comments, but I now realise there is a lot more to it than that. I must especially thank Shandra and Shanti for their work in getting my story ready.
Now, as Anne said above, I like to write poetry when I find the time. My poems could be about anything or anyone that captures my interest. Tane Mahuta was impressive, made even more so when Mike told us this is the largest known tree in New Zealand. A translation of the name could mean "Lord of the Forest," which also captured my imagination.
When we discovered this famous tree was only a short drive north of where we were staying, some of us wanted to go see it. Mike offered to take us. Well, word got around, and more people wanted to join us. Even the extremely early start didn't put us off. The idea was to reach the State Park soon after dawn to catch Tane Mahuta at his best.
I got a seat in Brian's truck, partly because I had spent that night with him. Seems ginger pussy is an attraction for him, and as you all know, I have a generously ginger forest. Yes, he gave her (my pussy) plenty of attention, eating me to orgasm as few times before we got down to some serious fucking.
But that is getting a bit away from my subject here.
We left early, and I must confess, it took a bit for Brian to get me up and going. It's all his fault; the sex was so good the night before. Anyway, I found myself a hot coffee to wake myself up before we left. I followed him to his truck, and to my surprise Riya was driving and Jaynitha was our navigator. Well, I took the seat between them while Brian was in the back seat with Amita and Hansini to keep him company. Not that they were going to get much out of him, my early morning blow-job took care of that! LOL
Riya pulled off first as Jaynitha seemed to know where we were going. She better have, since her father in the back seat wasn't going to be much help. Should I have been worried about that? LOL.
We followed the Lake Road to the main road, but this time turning north instead of south. Once we got onto the main road, we made better time. I was chatting away with the two girls until soon we saw the sign saying we were entering Waipoua State Forest. We travelled in the forest for some time, with Brian, who had managed to extract himself from those two women, guiding us now.
Soon, Riya was pulling into the parking area for the track to Tane Mahuta. Steve's truck pulled in beside us with Rachel driving, then came a couple of vans and a car. Mike had timed it just right. The sun had not risen, but it was light enough to see. We walked down the short track, arriving soon after the sun touched the tree tops. It made for a beautiful and impressive sight. A highlight of my trip to New Zealand.
Riya pulled off first as Jaynitha seemed to know where we were going. She better have, since her father in the back seat wasn't going to be much help. Should I have been worried about that? LOL.
We followed the Lake Road to the main road, but this time turning north instead of south. Once we got onto the main road, we made better time. I was chatting away with the two girls until soon we saw the sign saying we were entering Waipoua State Forest. We travelled in the forest for some time, with Brian, who had managed to extract himself from those two women, guiding us now.
Soon, Riya was pulling into the parking area for the track to Tane Mahuta. Steve's truck pulled in beside us with Rachel driving, then came a couple of vans and a car. Mike had timed it just right. The sun had not risen, but it was light enough to see. We walked down the short track, arriving soon after the sun touched the tree tops. It made for a beautiful and impressive sight. A highlight of my trip to New Zealand.
Tane Mahuta is a native kauri tree, a large one too. Kauris tend to grow straight with a long, branchless trunk before they burst out into a crown of branches. An impressive, handsome looking tree.
For those who are into such things, Tane Mahuta has an average girth of 15.44m and stands approximately 45.2m tall. The tree is said to be nearly Between 1,500 and 2,500 years old. The name Tane Mahuta was the name of an ancient Maori god of the forest and birds. That is why the birds are so important in the poem.
For those who are into such things, Tane Mahuta has an average girth of 15.44m and stands approximately 45.2m tall. The tree is said to be nearly Between 1,500 and 2,500 years old. The name Tane Mahuta was the name of an ancient Maori god of the forest and birds. That is why the birds are so important in the poem.
When I got back home to Perth, I had decided on writing a poem, but with all the changes Sarvash and Donald were making to their company, I got busy, and the poem was put aside. Finally, I sat down and began writing. It worked out well with a simple layout. I was pleased with it. When I showed it to Paula, she said it should be in the Letters Books. Donald was quick to agree with her.
So here it is, my poem, Tane Mahuta.
So here it is, my poem, Tane Mahuta.
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Tane Mahuta.
We'd left while still night, And travelled in darkness, To be there by dawn; Now down a short track, In the Waipoua State Forest, We walked early one morn. The sun touched the tree tops, As tuis and bellbirds, All around us did sing; While we walked quietly, For we entered the domain, Of a mighty forest king. Suddenly, around a bend, There he was before us, His crown rustling in the breeze; Great Tane Mahuta, "Lord of the Forest," This giant among trees. His thick, solid trunk, A massive column of wood, Thrusting towards the sky; Before breaking into branches, Of a great spreading head, Far above us so high. As we moved towards him, Like walking in a court, Towards a king on his throne; We marvelled at his height, The great bulk and the size, To which he had grown. But there were signs of old age, With branch ends now dying, Trunk hollowed with rot; As his prime had now passed, For a thousand or more years, He'd stood in this spot. Then we return to our car, Each now deep in thought, Of this wonder we had seen; For to visit a great king, And stand before his throne Is where we had been.
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!
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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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