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Hi from Sabby (Sabreena)
At the meeting where we were deciding who would write each story, Shanti asked me if I’d like to write about the last evening in New Zealand. I realised that this was a big one, so I suggested to Shanti that we make it a joint effort, using different people to give their views and experiences of the same party. She thought that was a great idea, and still asked if I could organise it.
I told her that I already had other duties with all the adventures I have had over the last month, but she said that it didn’t matter if this story was left for a while, since it would be the last in the series. She suggested the names of some who could join me. I could see that she wasn’t going to let me get out of it, so I began to seriously consider how I would write it.
Getting others like that would take some of the load off me, which I was happy with, and so I agreed to take over the project. (Not that I had much choice in it) I knew it would be sort of like a team effort. She also told me to open a file for this story on the group web page so others could begin work on their parts. This is what I have come back to now, a partly completed story. Now it is up to me to put it all together.
The first to join my writing group was Shanti herself. She said she would do an introduction for me to get us started.
I told her that I already had other duties with all the adventures I have had over the last month, but she said that it didn’t matter if this story was left for a while, since it would be the last in the series. She suggested the names of some who could join me. I could see that she wasn’t going to let me get out of it, so I began to seriously consider how I would write it.
Getting others like that would take some of the load off me, which I was happy with, and so I agreed to take over the project. (Not that I had much choice in it) I knew it would be sort of like a team effort. She also told me to open a file for this story on the group web page so others could begin work on their parts. This is what I have come back to now, a partly completed story. Now it is up to me to put it all together.
The first to join my writing group was Shanti herself. She said she would do an introduction for me to get us started.
Shanti also asked for a list of writers.
Sabreena: (That’s me! Sometimes it's Sabby or Sabbie, depending on who is writing.)
Shanti: (Opening for this story.)
Roxanne: (Very new to this sex group. Just recently lost her virginity.)
Betty: (Unfinished business with Ragesh.)
Gordon: (A newer writer, new at these sexy parties too.)
Ginger: (New writer - a good story anyway.)
Riya: (Pussy Row! Do I need to say more?)
Greeshma: (A guest writer.)
Shanti: (Don’t know where Sabbie went – but she didn’t write anything here.)
Sabreena: (That’s me! Sometimes it's Sabby or Sabbie, depending on who is writing.)
Shanti: (Opening for this story.)
Roxanne: (Very new to this sex group. Just recently lost her virginity.)
Betty: (Unfinished business with Ragesh.)
Gordon: (A newer writer, new at these sexy parties too.)
Ginger: (New writer - a good story anyway.)
Riya: (Pussy Row! Do I need to say more?)
Greeshma: (A guest writer.)
Shanti: (Don’t know where Sabbie went – but she didn’t write anything here.)
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Shanti here.
Sabbie opened this story quite some time ago. It has been sitting here ever since. I notice Gordon is well advanced with their story, and Betty has done well with her story, too. Ginger has written some notes but still has to organise them into a story. Not much has been done with Riya’s section on the Pussy Row game, but then, that girl has taken on a huge load of stories and hasn’t got to this one yet. She’s becoming a fast writer, so she will when she gets Story 311 - Back to Auckland. and Story 313 Riya's Farming Surprise. completed.
The trip to the Kia Iwi Lakes had gone well. Just a few glitches with some of the older girls, but for everyone else, they had a great time. There were quite a lot of adventures and events when you saw them in a list. Now our problem was getting them all written into the Letters Books. I got together with a few leaders while still at the camp, and we decided to hold a meeting on the last day we were all in Auckland. They all arrived after lunch, and then, during the afternoon, we held a meeting to decide who all the writers would be.
After that, we would have dinner, mostly cooked by the men, outside on a barbecue. Following dinner, there would be an open sex party. An orgy, you might say. Everyone was excited about that. So was I, to be honest. Getting fucked by some hot, horny men, what girl would turn down that? Certainly not me!
Well, the meeting went off OK. People were keen to write, even some who had not written before. Others weren’t so sure, but some of us, more experienced writers, agreed to help or give advice where needed. It was going to be a lot of work; nearly three volumes will be added in the next few months. Looking forward to seeing it all completed.
Sabreena has taken on organising the writing about what happened that night, the evening I have just mentioned above. She has asked me to set the scene and tell how the orgy night got started. I will return later in this story to tell you about my adventures, but for now, I will just tell you how the party started.
She has some other writers who will be adding their parts, too. Interested to see how she is going to put this all together.
After that, we would have dinner, mostly cooked by the men, outside on a barbecue. Following dinner, there would be an open sex party. An orgy, you might say. Everyone was excited about that. So was I, to be honest. Getting fucked by some hot, horny men, what girl would turn down that? Certainly not me!
Well, the meeting went off OK. People were keen to write, even some who had not written before. Others weren’t so sure, but some of us, more experienced writers, agreed to help or give advice where needed. It was going to be a lot of work; nearly three volumes will be added in the next few months. Looking forward to seeing it all completed.
Sabreena has taken on organising the writing about what happened that night, the evening I have just mentioned above. She has asked me to set the scene and tell how the orgy night got started. I will return later in this story to tell you about my adventures, but for now, I will just tell you how the party started.
She has some other writers who will be adding their parts, too. Interested to see how she is going to put this all together.
Now, what happened to me? I had a few pages of notes from our afternoon meeting. While the men began cooking and some of the women were preparing things in the kitchen, some of us went into the little room Mike and I use as an office. There is a computer, a couple of desks and a printer/scanner. I scanned off all my notes for India and Australia; I was keeping my copy for New Zealand.
Next, we had some notes, Katrina, Amita, Nishi, Jenny, Ginger, and I had taken as the different events and stories were discussed. I knew various writers might be interested in any notes regarding their stories, so I copied all of these off. I was keeping all the original notes myself. These notes have inspired and kicked off many of the stories you have just been reading over the last three chapters.
I also allowed for some of the work that those like Riya had already done. But after the meeting, I now had a clear picture of how we were going to pull it all together.
Next, we had some notes, Katrina, Amita, Nishi, Jenny, Ginger, and I had taken as the different events and stories were discussed. I knew various writers might be interested in any notes regarding their stories, so I copied all of these off. I was keeping all the original notes myself. These notes have inspired and kicked off many of the stories you have just been reading over the last three chapters.
I also allowed for some of the work that those like Riya had already done. But after the meeting, I now had a clear picture of how we were going to pull it all together.
We were about finished in the office when we were called for dinner. They had put on a big spread. Unusually, I am not involved in the details of an event, particularly since it was in our house, but as I just said, I had other things to do. The meal held some surprises I didn’t know about. I discovered that Mike and a few others had gone out and bought fast food too. Anyway, it was a good meal, a big success, made even better by my not being involved.
After it was finished and cleaned up, it was time for the sexy games and other fun. Here is the list.
1) Strip Volleyball.
This game involved eight teams fighting out to find a winner.
2) Blindfold Feeling.
This was a shortened version with only three rounds: Breast Feeling; Pussy Feeling; Cock Feeling.
3) Pussy Play.
Women sat on the poolside with their legs open. Men usually, not their partner, rubbed oil over their pussy until they orgasmed.
4) Cock Play.
The same as happened with the women, but now some of the men had some fun.
5) Pussy Row.
The feature game. A fucking contest to see how long select men held out against a line of sex pussy.
OK, that is it from me. More from me later, but for now, I’m going to hand over to the next writer.
After it was finished and cleaned up, it was time for the sexy games and other fun. Here is the list.
1) Strip Volleyball.
This game involved eight teams fighting out to find a winner.
2) Blindfold Feeling.
This was a shortened version with only three rounds: Breast Feeling; Pussy Feeling; Cock Feeling.
3) Pussy Play.
Women sat on the poolside with their legs open. Men usually, not their partner, rubbed oil over their pussy until they orgasmed.
4) Cock Play.
The same as happened with the women, but now some of the men had some fun.
5) Pussy Row.
The feature game. A fucking contest to see how long select men held out against a line of sex pussy.
OK, that is it from me. More from me later, but for now, I’m going to hand over to the next writer.
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Hi everyone, it is Roxanne here.
Yes, I am new to the sexual side of the Letters Group. I am also new to this writing business. Recently, I completed my first story, which was about my first time having sex when I joined the sexual side of this group. (Thanks, Hamza, I couldn’t have done it without you.)
After the Australian and Indian groups had left, Shanti was organising to get all the sexual adventures recorded for the books. Almost everyone got involved in this, one way or another. I had my story, of course, but then, to my surprise, I was invited to help with this one too.
It started with Sabreena inviting my mother, sister, and me to a Zoom meeting. Sabbie wanted some people to help write the last story. Mum and Rachael both didn’t want to get involved, so since my story was almost finished, I offered to help. She showed a file that was already open and said I could leave what I had written there. Others would be adding their parts too.
After the Australian and Indian groups had left, Shanti was organising to get all the sexual adventures recorded for the books. Almost everyone got involved in this, one way or another. I had my story, of course, but then, to my surprise, I was invited to help with this one too.
It started with Sabreena inviting my mother, sister, and me to a Zoom meeting. Sabbie wanted some people to help write the last story. Mum and Rachael both didn’t want to get involved, so since my story was almost finished, I offered to help. She showed a file that was already open and said I could leave what I had written there. Others would be adding their parts too.
Here goes!
It had come to the end of the adventures while the overseas visitors were in New Zealand. They had decided to hold a sex party at Shanti’s house. Since I had only lost my virginity while camping at the lakes, I was a bit nervous about what might happen.
My sister Rachael talked with me and encouraged me to join the party. She said there would be some sexy games, but I should avoid the last game. That had me wondering what that last game was, but I decided to join the party, have fun, and just see where my evening went.
It had come to the end of the adventures while the overseas visitors were in New Zealand. They had decided to hold a sex party at Shanti’s house. Since I had only lost my virginity while camping at the lakes, I was a bit nervous about what might happen.
My sister Rachael talked with me and encouraged me to join the party. She said there would be some sexy games, but I should avoid the last game. That had me wondering what that last game was, but I decided to join the party, have fun, and just see where my evening went.
It was after dinner that all the fun began. First off was the volleyball contest. They were looking for teams of five people. They first started with four teams, but so many people were interested in playing that they finally had eight teams. Three men teams, three women teams and two mixed teams.
My sister was organising a team and asked me to join her. With us were Jaynitha, Tukiko and Riya from India. I thought we had a pretty good team and had a good chance of winning.
We started off wearing bikinis, and the men wore swim shorts and a T-shirt. I watched the first heat where a mixed team had beaten a team of older women. The women lost so quickly, and then the mixed team came under the net and stripped the women naked. I thought there was a bit of playing going on, too. I hadn’t thought that the other team would be stripping us naked, and we couldn’t be allowed to just strip ourselves. I think it made us more determined to win.
The second heat was a close-fought battle between a women's and a men's team. It came down to the last point, and men ended up getting stripped naked. I noticed most people were staying that way once they were naked. I also noticed what those naughty women did with the men once they had them naked.
The end result of that was two Indian women, Hansini and Amita, taking that Japanese man, Kenshin, aside and playing with him, first in the pool and then on a foam mat in the corner.
I got distracted with our first next game, and by the time I looked back, they had Kenshin on his back with Hansini riding his cock while Amita was rubbing her pussy against his face. Both women were facing each other, feeling each other's breasts and kissing passionately. That was hot, how quickly they got into such hardcore sex.
My sister was organising a team and asked me to join her. With us were Jaynitha, Tukiko and Riya from India. I thought we had a pretty good team and had a good chance of winning.
We started off wearing bikinis, and the men wore swim shorts and a T-shirt. I watched the first heat where a mixed team had beaten a team of older women. The women lost so quickly, and then the mixed team came under the net and stripped the women naked. I thought there was a bit of playing going on, too. I hadn’t thought that the other team would be stripping us naked, and we couldn’t be allowed to just strip ourselves. I think it made us more determined to win.
The second heat was a close-fought battle between a women's and a men's team. It came down to the last point, and men ended up getting stripped naked. I noticed most people were staying that way once they were naked. I also noticed what those naughty women did with the men once they had them naked.
The end result of that was two Indian women, Hansini and Amita, taking that Japanese man, Kenshin, aside and playing with him, first in the pool and then on a foam mat in the corner.
I got distracted with our first next game, and by the time I looked back, they had Kenshin on his back with Hansini riding his cock while Amita was rubbing her pussy against his face. Both women were facing each other, feeling each other's breasts and kissing passionately. That was hot, how quickly they got into such hardcore sex.
Our first game was against a team of men. They were boasting about beating us and getting us naked. The games were quick, the first to reach ten points. We started well and ended beating the men 10 – 3.
Tukiko said, “Come on, girls, let’s get them naked.”
We girls, stripping these grown men naked! That was a bit different. I ducked under the net and came face-to-face with the Australian man, Jeremy. He was supposed to stand there and allow me to remove his clothing, but instead, he began touching me. As I reached up to lift the shirt over his head, his hands went for my breasts, feeling me through my bikini top, pulling my top aside to bare my nipples. He even got a feel of the front of my bikini bottom before I got his shorts off. Suddenly, I decided to feel him back, my hand going for his cock. But he didn’t try to stop me, instead putting his hand down inside the front of my bikini again.
“Hey! What are you doing?” I said.
“Just feeling a hot, sexy pussy,” he replied. “Maybe we can do more later.”
That was cheeky of him, but sexy too. Here, I had an offer to play with him later in the evening. And I must confess, I kind of liked what he did to me.
I should have left it like that, but I couldn’t help giving his cock another feel. (Well, he was hard, and it did feel good. What girl wouldn't?) It became a struggle during which I lost both halves of my bikini. He wasn’t supposed to get me naked! We were in a corner of the pool, and while I was occupied with some extra hot tongue kissing, his hands were all over my body. It was getting me worked up, and I think he knew it, too.
His hand was between my legs. His fingers were pressing in. Oh, that felt good. I didn’t want him to stop, and quickly it went beyond my being able to ask him to stop. Fingers thrusting into me while we continued to kiss. My body, my breasts pressed firmly against his chest. It was sexy and getting to me. Before I realised it, he had me over the top, and I cum.
I gave a soft moan into his mouth, and my legs lost their strength, and I slumped against him. He held me tightly as I took a few moments to recover.
I heard someone clapping and looked around to discover we had an audience. I was embarrassed, but Jeremy whispered in my ear that we had a fun time, not them. He helped me out of the pool and handed me my bikini parts, which he had found floating in the water. I quickly put them on, ready for our next game.
“Wow! Roxanna, I like the way you get a man naked,” Sarvesh said.
“Are you asking to be next?” I replied.
“Any time,” he laughed.
Tukiko said, “Come on, girls, let’s get them naked.”
We girls, stripping these grown men naked! That was a bit different. I ducked under the net and came face-to-face with the Australian man, Jeremy. He was supposed to stand there and allow me to remove his clothing, but instead, he began touching me. As I reached up to lift the shirt over his head, his hands went for my breasts, feeling me through my bikini top, pulling my top aside to bare my nipples. He even got a feel of the front of my bikini bottom before I got his shorts off. Suddenly, I decided to feel him back, my hand going for his cock. But he didn’t try to stop me, instead putting his hand down inside the front of my bikini again.
“Hey! What are you doing?” I said.
“Just feeling a hot, sexy pussy,” he replied. “Maybe we can do more later.”
That was cheeky of him, but sexy too. Here, I had an offer to play with him later in the evening. And I must confess, I kind of liked what he did to me.
I should have left it like that, but I couldn’t help giving his cock another feel. (Well, he was hard, and it did feel good. What girl wouldn't?) It became a struggle during which I lost both halves of my bikini. He wasn’t supposed to get me naked! We were in a corner of the pool, and while I was occupied with some extra hot tongue kissing, his hands were all over my body. It was getting me worked up, and I think he knew it, too.
His hand was between my legs. His fingers were pressing in. Oh, that felt good. I didn’t want him to stop, and quickly it went beyond my being able to ask him to stop. Fingers thrusting into me while we continued to kiss. My body, my breasts pressed firmly against his chest. It was sexy and getting to me. Before I realised it, he had me over the top, and I cum.
I gave a soft moan into his mouth, and my legs lost their strength, and I slumped against him. He held me tightly as I took a few moments to recover.
I heard someone clapping and looked around to discover we had an audience. I was embarrassed, but Jeremy whispered in my ear that we had a fun time, not them. He helped me out of the pool and handed me my bikini parts, which he had found floating in the water. I quickly put them on, ready for our next game.
“Wow! Roxanna, I like the way you get a man naked,” Sarvesh said.
“Are you asking to be next?” I replied.
“Any time,” he laughed.
Our next game was against a team of women. All of them were a bit older than us, and that team was looked upon as being one of the favourites. Two of their team members, Hansini and Amita, had managed to extract themselves from fucking Kenshin so they could play.
It was a good game, but we managed to beat them 10 – 8. Of course, we had to strip them, and I got to remove Amita’s bikini. Beside me, my mother (Deanna) was getting stripped by Sabbie. My sister, Rachael, was stripping the Indian woman, Hansini.
Those three women weren’t getting naked without a fight. They were supposed to allow us to remove their bikinis, but in the struggle, Sabbie, Rachael and I ended up naked again too. Twice naked, and we hadn't lost a game yet! Having already been stripped by Jeremy, I almost decided to remain nude, but I had to get dressed again as we were in the final match.
It was a good game, but we managed to beat them 10 – 8. Of course, we had to strip them, and I got to remove Amita’s bikini. Beside me, my mother (Deanna) was getting stripped by Sabbie. My sister, Rachael, was stripping the Indian woman, Hansini.
Those three women weren’t getting naked without a fight. They were supposed to allow us to remove their bikinis, but in the struggle, Sabbie, Rachael and I ended up naked again too. Twice naked, and we hadn't lost a game yet! Having already been stripped by Jeremy, I almost decided to remain nude, but I had to get dressed again as we were in the final match.
The final was fought between us, and a men’s team which had convincingly won their first two games and got quite sexy when they were stripping a women’s team. Three of the women ended up having sex with them. I was wondering what would happen if the beat us.
We started well, getting three points before they had even one, but then they got a run on and caught up with us. From then on, it was neck and neck until we both had nine points each. That last rally went on for much longer than usual, as neither of us wanted to lose. Finally, Sarvesh made a slam drive over the net. Jaynitha tried to stop it, but it was out of her reach, and suddenly, we had lost.
The men were under the net, and Payam came towards me. I squealed and tried to run, but he quickly caught me. He grabbed me with one hand while the other went for the clip at the back of my bikini top. That was gone, leaving me topless, and I was waiting for him to remove my bottom. But he didn’t, instead putting his hand down in front, giving my pussy a good feel.
“Mmmm! Someone is wet!”
“Of course, I’m wet. We’re in a pool,” I replied.
“I don’t mean that kind of wet,” he said.
Soon, he stopped and began pushing my bikini bottom down, and I helped him take it off. We got out of the pool together, and as we walked up the steps, I felt his hand on my bare bum. Feeling me up again. Naughty boy!
He pulled me over to a mat, and we ended up kneeling facing each other. I liked what he was doing to my breasts, and as my nipples hardened, he leaned forward to take one in his mouth while his fingers played with my other nipple. That was so good!
I must confess that my body betrayed me, and we ended up with him on top of me while we fucked. It wasn’t long, just a quick orgasm for both of us, but it was good. The second time that night, I had allowed a man to make me cum.
When I sat beside Mum, she leaned over and smiled. “Not bad, Roxanne, two orgasms and we’ve only finished the first series of games.”
I was embarrassed again that she had noticed because it meant many others had noticed too, but in another way, I was proud of myself, too. I had said to myself I would join in the fun of this party, see where it went. Well, in my case, it had gone to two orgasms.
I stayed naked the rest of the evening and had trouble finding my bikini bottom the next morning. It was still at the bottom of the pool.
We started well, getting three points before they had even one, but then they got a run on and caught up with us. From then on, it was neck and neck until we both had nine points each. That last rally went on for much longer than usual, as neither of us wanted to lose. Finally, Sarvesh made a slam drive over the net. Jaynitha tried to stop it, but it was out of her reach, and suddenly, we had lost.
The men were under the net, and Payam came towards me. I squealed and tried to run, but he quickly caught me. He grabbed me with one hand while the other went for the clip at the back of my bikini top. That was gone, leaving me topless, and I was waiting for him to remove my bottom. But he didn’t, instead putting his hand down in front, giving my pussy a good feel.
“Mmmm! Someone is wet!”
“Of course, I’m wet. We’re in a pool,” I replied.
“I don’t mean that kind of wet,” he said.
Soon, he stopped and began pushing my bikini bottom down, and I helped him take it off. We got out of the pool together, and as we walked up the steps, I felt his hand on my bare bum. Feeling me up again. Naughty boy!
He pulled me over to a mat, and we ended up kneeling facing each other. I liked what he was doing to my breasts, and as my nipples hardened, he leaned forward to take one in his mouth while his fingers played with my other nipple. That was so good!
I must confess that my body betrayed me, and we ended up with him on top of me while we fucked. It wasn’t long, just a quick orgasm for both of us, but it was good. The second time that night, I had allowed a man to make me cum.
When I sat beside Mum, she leaned over and smiled. “Not bad, Roxanne, two orgasms and we’ve only finished the first series of games.”
I was embarrassed again that she had noticed because it meant many others had noticed too, but in another way, I was proud of myself, too. I had said to myself I would join in the fun of this party, see where it went. Well, in my case, it had gone to two orgasms.
I stayed naked the rest of the evening and had trouble finding my bikini bottom the next morning. It was still at the bottom of the pool.
Next came the blindfold games. There were three of them. And I took part in all three. Yes, I knew it would mean some men would be playing with the tits and pussy, but I also saw it was a chance to closely check out some hard cocks. That would be fun.
They did the breast game first. This time, they treated the 'rounds' as separate games. I joined some other women standing in a line. I was naked from the pool games, but that didn’t matter because the men were only touching above my waist.
It was fun, feeling what each of them did and then trying to work out who it was. I was surprised that they also touched other parts of my body. I had expected they would only stay with my breasts. I liked what some did to my nipples.
But then came the part where I had to guess each man, and I was hopeless; I had no idea and only got one man right. But then, for me, that wasn’t a problem. What they did to my breasts more than made up for it.
Now came the cock round. This is the main reason I decided to play these games. I wanted to touch and check out a line of hard cocks. Seeing them together like that made me realise how different they could be. I’m not comparing them here as Shanti has rules about that, but I enjoyed playing with them. I loved how hard they all were. I held their shaft and wanked them a bit, but too much of that wasn’t allowed because most of the men were saving themselves for later games.
Last came the pussy game. I was a bit nervous about this, as it meant 10 men would be touching me there. I was also different because I didn’t know who was touching me. Some were gentle, just brushing the lips. Some pressed in a bit deeper. I know I was becoming wet. This was so hot. I hadn’t expected to be so turned on by it.
Then there was only one man left to go. He reached for me, one hand going to hold my back just above my bum while the other went for my pussy. He didn’t just play on the outside; quickly, his fingers found their way into me. Somehow, his thumb was brushing over my clitty. After all that had been happening, I was quite turned on.
His fingers were thrusting deep inside me; his thumb was rubbing over my clitty. I suddenly knew he was going to make me cum. I couldn’t help it, I was so horny, so ready for it. My cum burst over me, and he pulled me against him.
Then Brian’s voice said, “It’s OK, honey, I’ve got you.”
So, I knew who it was. Not that it mattered because even though Shanti had allowed him to finish me off, we were both disqualified. I could have argued that it wasn’t my fault, but it didn’t matter, as my total score was so bad that it didn't really matter.
So that is how I won the feeling games while having the worst score.
“Damn!” Mum said to me. “Three orgasms! You are doing well. Better than any of us.”
I didn’t answer, just smiled to myself. She was jealous that I was getting all the fun. Ha! Ha!
They did the breast game first. This time, they treated the 'rounds' as separate games. I joined some other women standing in a line. I was naked from the pool games, but that didn’t matter because the men were only touching above my waist.
It was fun, feeling what each of them did and then trying to work out who it was. I was surprised that they also touched other parts of my body. I had expected they would only stay with my breasts. I liked what some did to my nipples.
But then came the part where I had to guess each man, and I was hopeless; I had no idea and only got one man right. But then, for me, that wasn’t a problem. What they did to my breasts more than made up for it.
Now came the cock round. This is the main reason I decided to play these games. I wanted to touch and check out a line of hard cocks. Seeing them together like that made me realise how different they could be. I’m not comparing them here as Shanti has rules about that, but I enjoyed playing with them. I loved how hard they all were. I held their shaft and wanked them a bit, but too much of that wasn’t allowed because most of the men were saving themselves for later games.
Last came the pussy game. I was a bit nervous about this, as it meant 10 men would be touching me there. I was also different because I didn’t know who was touching me. Some were gentle, just brushing the lips. Some pressed in a bit deeper. I know I was becoming wet. This was so hot. I hadn’t expected to be so turned on by it.
Then there was only one man left to go. He reached for me, one hand going to hold my back just above my bum while the other went for my pussy. He didn’t just play on the outside; quickly, his fingers found their way into me. Somehow, his thumb was brushing over my clitty. After all that had been happening, I was quite turned on.
His fingers were thrusting deep inside me; his thumb was rubbing over my clitty. I suddenly knew he was going to make me cum. I couldn’t help it, I was so horny, so ready for it. My cum burst over me, and he pulled me against him.
Then Brian’s voice said, “It’s OK, honey, I’ve got you.”
So, I knew who it was. Not that it mattered because even though Shanti had allowed him to finish me off, we were both disqualified. I could have argued that it wasn’t my fault, but it didn’t matter, as my total score was so bad that it didn't really matter.
So that is how I won the feeling games while having the worst score.
“Damn!” Mum said to me. “Three orgasms! You are doing well. Better than any of us.”
I didn’t answer, just smiled to myself. She was jealous that I was getting all the fun. Ha! Ha!
That was the last game I intended to take part in, as I didn’t want to get into the orgasm games. Yes, I had just had three in front of everyone, but I still didn’t feel comfortable with those games.
During the evening, I was with three different men and did a blowjob on a fourth.
I also got together with Jaynitha, and we tried doing a girl-on-girl session. When I tried eating her pussy I noticed she tasted different to what I would have expected. I realised I was tasting a mixture of her natural juice and some man's cum. She told me later that four men had cum in her pussy that night before me.
I’m not sure we did it that well because neither of us cum but it has opened my eyes to a different kind of sex that I will be willing to explore further.
During the evening, I was with three different men and did a blowjob on a fourth.
I also got together with Jaynitha, and we tried doing a girl-on-girl session. When I tried eating her pussy I noticed she tasted different to what I would have expected. I realised I was tasting a mixture of her natural juice and some man's cum. She told me later that four men had cum in her pussy that night before me.
I’m not sure we did it that well because neither of us cum but it has opened my eyes to a different kind of sex that I will be willing to explore further.
Later, a few people, including my mother and Shanti, have told me I won the most orgasms contest, but I never set out to do that. It just all happened. Rachael thinks I was targeted as the new girl, which was probably right. It was also that I didn’t turn down any advances from the men, which added to my “score.” In the end, I’m not quite sure how many orgasms it was because, in a few cases, towards the end, when the drinks took hold, the sexual activities combined in a blur.
But who cares, really? I was told to go into that evening ready to have fun, which is what I did, and I did have fun. Lots of fun. But I knew about it in the morning, my sore head and my sore pussy, I’m not sure which was the worst.
But who cares, really? I was told to go into that evening ready to have fun, which is what I did, and I did have fun. Lots of fun. But I knew about it in the morning, my sore head and my sore pussy, I’m not sure which was the worst.
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Hi from Betty.
When they were asking who would want to help with this story, my name was mentioned. Probably one of my fan club, my husband Tom had said. Ha! Ha! And he would be right; I do seem to have collected a fan club.
I think it all started with my online show that Sabby organised. Performing with those three men like that attracted a bit of interest from other men. I didn’t even have one night with my husband the whole time we were camping. Not that I think he noticed. He’s become popular with the young Indian women. Seems Kalki, for one, can’t get enough of him. Those two just seemed to click. I don’t know why; they seem such an unlikely couple. Those women tease him about being an old man, but he must be doing something right because they keep on coming back for more.
I think it all started with my online show that Sabby organised. Performing with those three men like that attracted a bit of interest from other men. I didn’t even have one night with my husband the whole time we were camping. Not that I think he noticed. He’s become popular with the young Indian women. Seems Kalki, for one, can’t get enough of him. Those two just seemed to click. I don’t know why; they seem such an unlikely couple. Those women tease him about being an old man, but he must be doing something right because they keep on coming back for more.
Anyway, let's get back to the theme of this story, the orgy night. It wasn’t the first time Tom and I had been involved in a sex night, but with all those present, this was going to be a big one.
We had planned to leave for our farm the day we arrived back in Auckland, but Shanti asked us to stay for dinner and the evening. After they we could either drive home or more likely stay the night. When we heard she was planning a sex night, it was a no-brainer; we were staying.
As it turned out, we did get up to the farm, taking Riya and Ian there for a day trip. She so wanted to try milking a cow, and it was looking like she might miss out, so a few of us arranged that special day for her.
I must add that sitting between Ian and Sarvesh on the way back got my evening of sex underway while it was still afternoon. Those men almost had me naked on the back seat of our car and their hands all over my body. It was so hot. I loved all that they did, and by the time we reached Shanti’s house, I already had two orgasms under my belt. Thanks, guys!
We had planned to leave for our farm the day we arrived back in Auckland, but Shanti asked us to stay for dinner and the evening. After they we could either drive home or more likely stay the night. When we heard she was planning a sex night, it was a no-brainer; we were staying.
As it turned out, we did get up to the farm, taking Riya and Ian there for a day trip. She so wanted to try milking a cow, and it was looking like she might miss out, so a few of us arranged that special day for her.
I must add that sitting between Ian and Sarvesh on the way back got my evening of sex underway while it was still afternoon. Those men almost had me naked on the back seat of our car and their hands all over my body. It was so hot. I loved all that they did, and by the time we reached Shanti’s house, I already had two orgasms under my belt. Thanks, guys!
Well, the night was getting underway with some of the sex games they liked to play, though I must admit that those games do get things going. I also noticed that some of the men seemed to be targeting some of the younger women. I saw Roxanne with Jeremy in the pool, then she was with the Indian man Payam. She was doing well. Good one, Roxanne!
I was watching some of the women standing in a row with blindfolds on while men were playing with their tits. Ian had just broken the rules by sucking Sabbie’s nipples. She liked it, and I think he liked it too, but others thought it was against the rules. There was a debate going on as to whether he should be disqualified.
“Come on,” he whispered in her ear. “Let’s go have some real fun.”
That was it, like that, they had pulled out of the contest. But I'm sure she knew she was going to get more than her nipples sucked.
He pulled her blindfold off, laying it on the chair behind her, then taking her hand, he led her away. They found a foam pad on the darker side of the pool, and soon they were lying side by side, while they got into some serious pashing. I was watching them, and they had just moved with Sabbie rolling back as Ian rolled on top of her. Yes, they were going the whole way.
“Come on,” he whispered in her ear. “Let’s go have some real fun.”
That was it, like that, they had pulled out of the contest. But I'm sure she knew she was going to get more than her nipples sucked.
He pulled her blindfold off, laying it on the chair behind her, then taking her hand, he led her away. They found a foam pad on the darker side of the pool, and soon they were lying side by side, while they got into some serious pashing. I was watching them, and they had just moved with Sabbie rolling back as Ian rolled on top of her. Yes, they were going the whole way.
Suddenly, there was someone behind me. His hands reached under my arms, going straight for my breasts. His fingers quickly found my nipples and began pulling on them. His face came in close to my ear, and he whispered, “Let’s go finish what we were doing before those two men, Dad and Mootie, burst into our fun.”
I recognised it was Ragesh, and I knew he was talking about that night when we did that online show.
“We didn’t finish that show,” I replied.
“Not with me, you didn’t. It's Sahreena’s fault, inviting those other men.”
“You want to do it now?” I asked. “I thought you were saving yourself.”
“I was... for Pussy Row. But I got out of that to be with you, Betty.”
“Whose replacing you?”
“Mike is. He technically shouldn’t be in it since he won the last time, but Shanti let me swap with him.”
“So, Shanti is in on this?”
“She said, ‘Go have fun!’”
“Well, if she told you that, we'd better go do it then.”
“You like giving a show, so let's do it where everyone can watch,” Ragesh said.
He had moved around in front of me now, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet.
“Oh wow, Betty!” Sharon said.
“Got some good cock there,” Sayako added.
I looked back at the two women and smiled, “And I intend to use it too.”
“Go for it, Betty!” Sharon laughed.
I recognised it was Ragesh, and I knew he was talking about that night when we did that online show.
“We didn’t finish that show,” I replied.
“Not with me, you didn’t. It's Sahreena’s fault, inviting those other men.”
“You want to do it now?” I asked. “I thought you were saving yourself.”
“I was... for Pussy Row. But I got out of that to be with you, Betty.”
“Whose replacing you?”
“Mike is. He technically shouldn’t be in it since he won the last time, but Shanti let me swap with him.”
“So, Shanti is in on this?”
“She said, ‘Go have fun!’”
“Well, if she told you that, we'd better go do it then.”
“You like giving a show, so let's do it where everyone can watch,” Ragesh said.
He had moved around in front of me now, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet.
“Oh wow, Betty!” Sharon said.
“Got some good cock there,” Sayako added.
I looked back at the two women and smiled, “And I intend to use it too.”
“Go for it, Betty!” Sharon laughed.
Ragesh took me to a mat just in front of us. In front of everyone, so I knew many around would be watching, but I didn’t care. If he wanted to fuck me there and put on a bit of a show, I was OK with that. I have discovered that, deep down, the naughty part of me likes giving shows.
He took me to the mat, and we knelt in front of each other. His hands came back up to my tits while my hands went to his bare chest. I ran my fingers over his chest muscles. He was going to be big and strong like his father when he fully matured, but even now, he was a handsome young man. Nice cock too. I felt lucky he wanted to be with me again.
He pulled me in, and we kissed. Not much, but nice what he did. That nibbling on my ear was nice too. But then he went down for my breasts, taking them in his hands, holding them while he licked over them before taking my nipple into his mouth. Licking it, sucking it, pulling it with his lips. Moving backwards and forwards between them, giving them both the full treatment.
I was loving it, holding his head against my chest. I like my tits being played with. Turns me on a lot, and he was doing a great job.
He pushed me back so I rested on the foam mat with him between my thighs. For a moment, I thought he was going to take me that way. I was ready for it if he did, but no, he had other plans first. He moved lower, giving little nibbles as he moved lower down my body until he came to the stretch mark across my belly. He stopped to kiss it, his tongue running along the crease.
“What are you doing?” I said, trying to pull his head away. I was embarrassed that he was giving attention to my biggest blemish.
“You are beautiful, Betty. All of you. Your body wears the mark of a true woman.”
Wow! I was not expecting that from a young one like him. But I was proud he said it. Suddenly, he had turned my blemish into a badge of honour. It was true, I am old, and my body shows the mark of a full life, childbirth and ageing, but I still think I look pretty good, confident enough to wear a bikini or go nude with this group. Confident enough to have sex with this young man while they all watched.
He took me to the mat, and we knelt in front of each other. His hands came back up to my tits while my hands went to his bare chest. I ran my fingers over his chest muscles. He was going to be big and strong like his father when he fully matured, but even now, he was a handsome young man. Nice cock too. I felt lucky he wanted to be with me again.
He pulled me in, and we kissed. Not much, but nice what he did. That nibbling on my ear was nice too. But then he went down for my breasts, taking them in his hands, holding them while he licked over them before taking my nipple into his mouth. Licking it, sucking it, pulling it with his lips. Moving backwards and forwards between them, giving them both the full treatment.
I was loving it, holding his head against my chest. I like my tits being played with. Turns me on a lot, and he was doing a great job.
He pushed me back so I rested on the foam mat with him between my thighs. For a moment, I thought he was going to take me that way. I was ready for it if he did, but no, he had other plans first. He moved lower, giving little nibbles as he moved lower down my body until he came to the stretch mark across my belly. He stopped to kiss it, his tongue running along the crease.
“What are you doing?” I said, trying to pull his head away. I was embarrassed that he was giving attention to my biggest blemish.
“You are beautiful, Betty. All of you. Your body wears the mark of a true woman.”
Wow! I was not expecting that from a young one like him. But I was proud he said it. Suddenly, he had turned my blemish into a badge of honour. It was true, I am old, and my body shows the mark of a full life, childbirth and ageing, but I still think I look pretty good, confident enough to wear a bikini or go nude with this group. Confident enough to have sex with this young man while they all watched.
Now, Ragesh was moving lower. He came to my trimmed pussy, his tongue brushing through the hair. I had thought of getting Tom to shave me before this holiday. He would have loved that. But in the end, I left it more natural, giving me the small bit of modesty pussy hair gives, just giving it a trim to fit my bikini and neaten the triangle. I knew where he was going now and had my legs open wide, inviting him in.
Finally, he reached my pussy lips, and I think I moaned at that. I know a few watching giggled, but I wasn't worried about them. This was serious business for me. Long slow lick up the length. Damn! That was good. I was a bit horny before he started, but by now, I was full-on ready for him. I was humping against his face, but he was holding me firmly while he continued.
His fingers pulled my lips back and moved in deeper than before. Oh, wow! I loved how his tongue licked over my inner sensitive parts, and my body shuddered with pleasure. I think that may have encouraged him because he was full-on trying to make me cum. I didn’t let him down either; within a few minutes, my orgasm hit me. It was a big one, really getting me off.
He sat back smiling, “Was that good?” Ragesh asked.
“You know it was,” I replied.
I sat up, pushing him back. I didn’t bother with anything else; my lips went straight for his cock. I took him with one hand as the other grabbed his balls. I gave a couple of licks over his cock head before taking him in my mouth. I heard the soft moan he gave at that.
That was good. I was happy he was enjoying it. I am always a bit unsure of myself, being with a younger man like this. He has the strength and energy of youth against an old body like mine, so my plan is always to use experience.
I knew a few things that I hoped he hadn’t tried yet. One was to run my tongue down the underside of his cock until I reached his balls. When I took the beans into my mouth and sucked on them, his cock gave a massive jerk. For a moment, I thought I was going to get his load in my face before he managed to get control of himself again.
“Like that, did you?” I said, looking down at him.
His hands were holding my head for support, and his eyes were closed. He was very close. I knew I had a choice: I could continue and suck him to orgasm, or I could move forward and sit over him cowgirl style. That second one seemed like more fun, so that was what we began.
But he had other ideas, “Suck me like you’re doing. I want to cum like that, then I’ll do you.”
I wondered about that. How was he going to take care of my needs with a limp cock? Oh, well, I decided I’d give him what he wanted. There are lots of other men, or women for that matter, whom I could be with after this.
I went back to sucking him. Taking him into my mouth and sucking in time with how my hand was pumping him. It didn’t take long before he gave another jerk. That was good; he was getting close. He gave another jerk. Almost cum that time.
I pulled him out of my mouth and moved his cock closer to my tits. I continued pumping him with one hand and tickling his balls with my other hand.
“Spray my tits,” I said. “Cum on my tits.”
“Oh, Fuck!” Ragesh replied.
A few more pumps.
“I’m close... Almost there... Going to... Cumming...”
Cum burst from Ragesh’s cock, shooting up to hit my breasts. So much! He gave me a big load. But then his hands came up and rubbed it all over. So slimy and slippery, that was nice.
Finally, he reached my pussy lips, and I think I moaned at that. I know a few watching giggled, but I wasn't worried about them. This was serious business for me. Long slow lick up the length. Damn! That was good. I was a bit horny before he started, but by now, I was full-on ready for him. I was humping against his face, but he was holding me firmly while he continued.
His fingers pulled my lips back and moved in deeper than before. Oh, wow! I loved how his tongue licked over my inner sensitive parts, and my body shuddered with pleasure. I think that may have encouraged him because he was full-on trying to make me cum. I didn’t let him down either; within a few minutes, my orgasm hit me. It was a big one, really getting me off.
He sat back smiling, “Was that good?” Ragesh asked.
“You know it was,” I replied.
I sat up, pushing him back. I didn’t bother with anything else; my lips went straight for his cock. I took him with one hand as the other grabbed his balls. I gave a couple of licks over his cock head before taking him in my mouth. I heard the soft moan he gave at that.
That was good. I was happy he was enjoying it. I am always a bit unsure of myself, being with a younger man like this. He has the strength and energy of youth against an old body like mine, so my plan is always to use experience.
I knew a few things that I hoped he hadn’t tried yet. One was to run my tongue down the underside of his cock until I reached his balls. When I took the beans into my mouth and sucked on them, his cock gave a massive jerk. For a moment, I thought I was going to get his load in my face before he managed to get control of himself again.
“Like that, did you?” I said, looking down at him.
His hands were holding my head for support, and his eyes were closed. He was very close. I knew I had a choice: I could continue and suck him to orgasm, or I could move forward and sit over him cowgirl style. That second one seemed like more fun, so that was what we began.
But he had other ideas, “Suck me like you’re doing. I want to cum like that, then I’ll do you.”
I wondered about that. How was he going to take care of my needs with a limp cock? Oh, well, I decided I’d give him what he wanted. There are lots of other men, or women for that matter, whom I could be with after this.
I went back to sucking him. Taking him into my mouth and sucking in time with how my hand was pumping him. It didn’t take long before he gave another jerk. That was good; he was getting close. He gave another jerk. Almost cum that time.
I pulled him out of my mouth and moved his cock closer to my tits. I continued pumping him with one hand and tickling his balls with my other hand.
“Spray my tits,” I said. “Cum on my tits.”
“Oh, Fuck!” Ragesh replied.
A few more pumps.
“I’m close... Almost there... Going to... Cumming...”
Cum burst from Ragesh’s cock, shooting up to hit my breasts. So much! He gave me a big load. But then his hands came up and rubbed it all over. So slimy and slippery, that was nice.
I lay beside him, playing with his cock, running my fingers over his beautiful body. Yes, I said beautiful, and I meant it. His dark skin was smooth, almost hairless except for above his cock. His man nipples were darker and harder. I liked that. Quite big for a guy. I leaned over and sucked on one of them. He liked that.
I was gently stroking his limp cock. Even like that, he still had an impressive weapon. Not as big as his dad, but still, what I’d call a ‘woman pleaser.’ Suddenly, it moved. His cock gave a jump. I continued stroking him, and I felt him begin to swell.
Ragesh was getting hard again! And so soon, too. That was good. I continued playing with him, and he continued to grow. That was good. Before I knew it, the snake was standing up, looking around, looking for more pussy, my pussy, no doubt.
I was gently stroking his limp cock. Even like that, he still had an impressive weapon. Not as big as his dad, but still, what I’d call a ‘woman pleaser.’ Suddenly, it moved. His cock gave a jump. I continued stroking him, and I felt him begin to swell.
Ragesh was getting hard again! And so soon, too. That was good. I continued playing with him, and he continued to grow. That was good. Before I knew it, the snake was standing up, looking around, looking for more pussy, my pussy, no doubt.
Damn! He was hard again, just like that. Don’t you love these young guys? Hard as steel and never goes down.
So why not use it again? He was still on his back, and before he knew it, I was on top of him with a leg on each side. I grasped his shaft and lowered my pussy onto it. He was hard, and I was wet, a perfect combination. I pressed down on him, taking him deep inside me. Oh! That felt good.
The young man under me groaned as I began fucking him. I was moving, taking it all the way in before pulling almost all the way out. That felt so good. Nice and slowly so I could enjoy the feeling of the hard shaft moving between my swollen pussy lips.
It was so nice that soon I knew it was getting to me. That surprised me as I didn’t know fucking slowly like that could get me off. I think I would have cum, but it didn’t happen like that.
He gave a huge hump up at me. Almost threw me off as I was so wrapped up in enjoying myself, I was expecting anything from him.
I stopped for a moment, looking down at him, and he humped back up at me again.
“Fuck me properly,” he said.
Well, I thought I was, but maybe it wasn’t so good for him. I started again, this time moving faster, perhaps not going in so far, but I felt good. I think he liked it too.
Now his hands came up for my nipples, pulling on them, quite rough with them actually.
“Faster, Betty,” he urged me.
I moved faster, his cock sliding in and out as I moved. Damn! That cock felt so good. Here I was fucking him cowgirl, and I was beginning to lose it. Cumming so soon after we started! I couldn’t believe my body.
As I went into my cum, he noticed, giving me a big hump just at the right moment. My cum hit me, bursting through my senses until I lost control, and I fell forward, my breasts squashing against him.
I came out of my orgasm to find myself lying on top of him while two strong arms wrapped around me, holding me. He was giving me little humps to me, keeping us going until I recovered and was able to continue.
“That was good, wasn’t it?” Ragesh whispered in my ear.
All I could do was nod back at him.
So why not use it again? He was still on his back, and before he knew it, I was on top of him with a leg on each side. I grasped his shaft and lowered my pussy onto it. He was hard, and I was wet, a perfect combination. I pressed down on him, taking him deep inside me. Oh! That felt good.
The young man under me groaned as I began fucking him. I was moving, taking it all the way in before pulling almost all the way out. That felt so good. Nice and slowly so I could enjoy the feeling of the hard shaft moving between my swollen pussy lips.
It was so nice that soon I knew it was getting to me. That surprised me as I didn’t know fucking slowly like that could get me off. I think I would have cum, but it didn’t happen like that.
He gave a huge hump up at me. Almost threw me off as I was so wrapped up in enjoying myself, I was expecting anything from him.
I stopped for a moment, looking down at him, and he humped back up at me again.
“Fuck me properly,” he said.
Well, I thought I was, but maybe it wasn’t so good for him. I started again, this time moving faster, perhaps not going in so far, but I felt good. I think he liked it too.
Now his hands came up for my nipples, pulling on them, quite rough with them actually.
“Faster, Betty,” he urged me.
I moved faster, his cock sliding in and out as I moved. Damn! That cock felt so good. Here I was fucking him cowgirl, and I was beginning to lose it. Cumming so soon after we started! I couldn’t believe my body.
As I went into my cum, he noticed, giving me a big hump just at the right moment. My cum hit me, bursting through my senses until I lost control, and I fell forward, my breasts squashing against him.
I came out of my orgasm to find myself lying on top of him while two strong arms wrapped around me, holding me. He was giving me little humps to me, keeping us going until I recovered and was able to continue.
“That was good, wasn’t it?” Ragesh whispered in my ear.
All I could do was nod back at him.
Finally, I could speak, “Oh, Ragesh. That was so... so good...”
“Calm down, Betty. Don’t talk… Just enjoy the afterglow.”
I looked back at him. He was smiling at me. He had surprised me again. That was mature of him to wait for me. But it wasn’t going to last long.
As soon as I had recovered, we began again. I was sitting over him again, still riding him cowgirl style; meanwhile, he was under me, helping by humping up to meet my downward strokes. This drove him deeper into me. Making it more exciting for me.
Almost from when we started, I realised I would cum again. I just couldn’t help it. Fucking this young, energetic man was too good. By now, his hands were up, playing with my tits again. Feeling their weight, finger rubbing over them, pulling on and rolling my nipples. All of it was so good.
This continued for a few minutes until I knew I was about to go over again. But I didn’t have the chance for a final build-up before orgasm this time because while my eyes were shut, enjoying the pleasures between my legs, he played the old pinch the clitty trick. That sent me straight into another orgasm.
“Calm down, Betty. Don’t talk… Just enjoy the afterglow.”
I looked back at him. He was smiling at me. He had surprised me again. That was mature of him to wait for me. But it wasn’t going to last long.
As soon as I had recovered, we began again. I was sitting over him again, still riding him cowgirl style; meanwhile, he was under me, helping by humping up to meet my downward strokes. This drove him deeper into me. Making it more exciting for me.
Almost from when we started, I realised I would cum again. I just couldn’t help it. Fucking this young, energetic man was too good. By now, his hands were up, playing with my tits again. Feeling their weight, finger rubbing over them, pulling on and rolling my nipples. All of it was so good.
This continued for a few minutes until I knew I was about to go over again. But I didn’t have the chance for a final build-up before orgasm this time because while my eyes were shut, enjoying the pleasures between my legs, he played the old pinch the clitty trick. That sent me straight into another orgasm.
When I cum, I stopped moving my hips, and he stopped thrusting up at me. He waited until I was finished and then asked if we could change position to doggy style.
That is usually not so good for me, but I knew the men loved it, so we moved. I was on my hands and knees when he came into me from behind. His cock brushed against my pussy lips, found my wet hole and pressed into me. I felt his cock enter and fill me again.
After a few experimental thrusts, Ragesh began fucking me again. It felt good, but as I said, it wasn’t going to get me off for a while, if at all. But I could tell he was enjoying it. I pressed my bum back against him as he fucked me.
I could hear his breathing; he was getting close now. He kept going, but I noticed he began to slow; his thrusting was stronger as he pressed in as deep as he could.
He gasped, followed by a moan. His thrusting stopped as he held, deep inside my pussy. I could feel his cock jerking and knew he was filling me with more cum juice. It felt nice.
Having delivered his load, he pulled out as his cock began to soften. I turned and sat next to where he was still kneeling. He fell against me as I held him, gently brushing his hair with my hand as I told him how good he was. But I could see he was fucked completely, just managing to smile back at me.
“Oh, wow! Betty, what have you done to him?” Sharon laughed.
“He looks totally fucked,” Jenny added.
“What have you done to my poor little boy?” Lizamoa asked.
Then the three women burst out laughing, and I laughed with them.
Ragesh just looked at us. I don’t think the poor boy was quite with us for a few moments. I lowered his head until he was level with my chest and presented a nipple to his mouth. Almost instinctively, he took it and began suckling much as a small child would. It was a strange moment, but it felt good for me.
After a few moments, he realised where he was and pulled back at him, looking at me with that cheeky grin he gets. I knew the usual Ragesh was back.
“Thank you,” I said to him. “That was great.”
“Yeah,” he managed to say. “You were great too, Betty.”
I looked around and saw that most of the group was watching us.
Mike was smiling down at me, and then he looked up at those around us. “Now Betty’s entertainment is finished, let's get on with the last game.”
I suddenly realised they had stopped the whole party to watch me fucking Ragesh.
That is usually not so good for me, but I knew the men loved it, so we moved. I was on my hands and knees when he came into me from behind. His cock brushed against my pussy lips, found my wet hole and pressed into me. I felt his cock enter and fill me again.
After a few experimental thrusts, Ragesh began fucking me again. It felt good, but as I said, it wasn’t going to get me off for a while, if at all. But I could tell he was enjoying it. I pressed my bum back against him as he fucked me.
I could hear his breathing; he was getting close now. He kept going, but I noticed he began to slow; his thrusting was stronger as he pressed in as deep as he could.
He gasped, followed by a moan. His thrusting stopped as he held, deep inside my pussy. I could feel his cock jerking and knew he was filling me with more cum juice. It felt nice.
Having delivered his load, he pulled out as his cock began to soften. I turned and sat next to where he was still kneeling. He fell against me as I held him, gently brushing his hair with my hand as I told him how good he was. But I could see he was fucked completely, just managing to smile back at me.
“Oh, wow! Betty, what have you done to him?” Sharon laughed.
“He looks totally fucked,” Jenny added.
“What have you done to my poor little boy?” Lizamoa asked.
Then the three women burst out laughing, and I laughed with them.
Ragesh just looked at us. I don’t think the poor boy was quite with us for a few moments. I lowered his head until he was level with my chest and presented a nipple to his mouth. Almost instinctively, he took it and began suckling much as a small child would. It was a strange moment, but it felt good for me.
After a few moments, he realised where he was and pulled back at him, looking at me with that cheeky grin he gets. I knew the usual Ragesh was back.
“Thank you,” I said to him. “That was great.”
“Yeah,” he managed to say. “You were great too, Betty.”
I looked around and saw that most of the group was watching us.
Mike was smiling down at me, and then he looked up at those around us. “Now Betty’s entertainment is finished, let's get on with the last game.”
I suddenly realised they had stopped the whole party to watch me fucking Ragesh.
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Hi, I am Gordon.
We’d been back home for about a week when Cathy and I received an invitation to join a Zoom meeting from Sabby in New Zealand. That was a surprise, but we were happy to join with those whom we had just spent a holiday with.
The outcome of this was that she asked us all to help record what happened on the big orgy night. Her idea was to tell the story from multiple perspectives. Cathy wasn’t sure about this writing, but I agreed to give it a go. Kala and Ian have agreed to help, too.
The outcome of this was that she asked us all to help record what happened on the big orgy night. Her idea was to tell the story from multiple perspectives. Cathy wasn’t sure about this writing, but I agreed to give it a go. Kala and Ian have agreed to help, too.
Cathy and I were so pleased that we took the big jump and went on that trip. I think, coming from the Outback, we were a bit shy, but we were both surprised by how quickly we got dragged into the fun. Yes, by fun, I mean sexual fun. Kala and Ian had taken us aside before we committed to this trip and explained what it would be like.
It was a shock when we realised how sexual it would be, but after talking it over, ourselves, we decided to join in the fun. We could be with other people, but we needed to keep each other informed about what was happening and what we were doing. It wasn’t like we hadn’t been with others before. Right from the start, before we had sex with each other, we had been with Joyce and Jeremy.
Then there were the wives of Cathy’s two brothers. At a party weekend in Perth, I had been with both of them at once. Wow! Katrina and Kala, that was a night. Not that Cathy missed out, David and Jeremy kept her busy. Joyce was happy with Ian, too.
It was a shock when we realised how sexual it would be, but after talking it over, ourselves, we decided to join in the fun. We could be with other people, but we needed to keep each other informed about what was happening and what we were doing. It wasn’t like we hadn’t been with others before. Right from the start, before we had sex with each other, we had been with Joyce and Jeremy.
Then there were the wives of Cathy’s two brothers. At a party weekend in Perth, I had been with both of them at once. Wow! Katrina and Kala, that was a night. Not that Cathy missed out, David and Jeremy kept her busy. Joyce was happy with Ian, too.
(You should have made a story of it. - Shanti.)
So, the trip to New Zealand was fun. Going to Rotorua was amazing, and the camping at those lakes was great too. When we came back from camping, we were assigned to a different host family, a Japanese couple, Kenshin and Chiharu.
Kenshin and Chiharu were a lot older than us, with grown children who were already married. I like Kenshin, a quieter man at first, but he could be bold and cheeky, especially with the ladies.
On the night we arrived back from the lakes, it didn’t take Kenshin long to get Cathy into his bed. I didn’t hit it off with Chiharu so well. Sure, she was nice, but just a bit pushy and aggressive for me. I think she might have realised it too because she went with someone else that first night, and I was with an Indian woman, Nishi.
She was fun. A lovely lady, not that much older than me. Like us, she and her husband, Gaja, had got into this sexy trip, not sure where it would take them.
She told me to take things slowly, as she found it hard to jump into sex with someone she didn’t know that well. When I asked if she was sure she wanted to be with me that night (we could leave it if she didn’t), she told me to carry on slowly. I was fine with that, a bit what I was comfortable with, too.
We were in the bedroom where she and Gaja were staying. Of course, Gaja was busy somewhere else. We started to get naked when Nishi suggested we undress each other. Yes, I had already seen her naked, but it was like I was undressing her for the first time as I removed her clothes. Nishi is Indian, and I was fascinated by the colours of her body. Light brown on her body, darker brown on her arms. Dark, almost black in those large nipples.
She undressed me next. From looking at and touching her body, I was hard too. She seemed quite pleased with that, dropping to her knees in front of me to hold my shaft before taking it to her mouth. Oh wow! This woman really knew how to do a blowjob. She would have taken me the whole way if I hadn’t stopped her.
“Too much, was it?” she smiled.
“Yes, bit. I want to save it until I’m in you,” I replied.
I think my telling her I want to be in her made the difference. She fell back onto the bed, pulling me with her. Her legs opened, and I found myself between them. She was reaching for my cock again, guiding me to her pussy. I felt she was wet as I pressed against her, then she opened to allow me in.
Oh! She felt good. Soon, I was pressing into her with gentle strokes as she humped back to help me. After some time, she encouraged me to go faster, and we got into some serious fucking. Orgasms for both of us, and she allowed me to cum inside her bareback.
We had the whole night together, so we got to do it another couple of times. I loved how she rode me, cowgirl. She looked good as her hips and body moved while her lovely breasts danced on their own. I couldn’t help touching them, and soon I was playing and pulling on those large, dark nipples. I got to her, and she cum moments before I did.
Yes, I like Nishi and enjoyed being with her. Later, after some more morning sex, we were lying together before getting up. She confessed to me that she was feeling nervous about the big sex party that evening. I tried to encourage her by saying it would be fun and that there were no expectations for her to do anything more than she was comfortable with.
Kenshin and Chiharu were a lot older than us, with grown children who were already married. I like Kenshin, a quieter man at first, but he could be bold and cheeky, especially with the ladies.
On the night we arrived back from the lakes, it didn’t take Kenshin long to get Cathy into his bed. I didn’t hit it off with Chiharu so well. Sure, she was nice, but just a bit pushy and aggressive for me. I think she might have realised it too because she went with someone else that first night, and I was with an Indian woman, Nishi.
She was fun. A lovely lady, not that much older than me. Like us, she and her husband, Gaja, had got into this sexy trip, not sure where it would take them.
She told me to take things slowly, as she found it hard to jump into sex with someone she didn’t know that well. When I asked if she was sure she wanted to be with me that night (we could leave it if she didn’t), she told me to carry on slowly. I was fine with that, a bit what I was comfortable with, too.
We were in the bedroom where she and Gaja were staying. Of course, Gaja was busy somewhere else. We started to get naked when Nishi suggested we undress each other. Yes, I had already seen her naked, but it was like I was undressing her for the first time as I removed her clothes. Nishi is Indian, and I was fascinated by the colours of her body. Light brown on her body, darker brown on her arms. Dark, almost black in those large nipples.
She undressed me next. From looking at and touching her body, I was hard too. She seemed quite pleased with that, dropping to her knees in front of me to hold my shaft before taking it to her mouth. Oh wow! This woman really knew how to do a blowjob. She would have taken me the whole way if I hadn’t stopped her.
“Too much, was it?” she smiled.
“Yes, bit. I want to save it until I’m in you,” I replied.
I think my telling her I want to be in her made the difference. She fell back onto the bed, pulling me with her. Her legs opened, and I found myself between them. She was reaching for my cock again, guiding me to her pussy. I felt she was wet as I pressed against her, then she opened to allow me in.
Oh! She felt good. Soon, I was pressing into her with gentle strokes as she humped back to help me. After some time, she encouraged me to go faster, and we got into some serious fucking. Orgasms for both of us, and she allowed me to cum inside her bareback.
We had the whole night together, so we got to do it another couple of times. I loved how she rode me, cowgirl. She looked good as her hips and body moved while her lovely breasts danced on their own. I couldn’t help touching them, and soon I was playing and pulling on those large, dark nipples. I got to her, and she cum moments before I did.
Yes, I like Nishi and enjoyed being with her. Later, after some more morning sex, we were lying together before getting up. She confessed to me that she was feeling nervous about the big sex party that evening. I tried to encourage her by saying it would be fun and that there were no expectations for her to do anything more than she was comfortable with.
To be honest, Cathy and I were a bit nervous when we heard there was going to be an orgy on the last night before we left. We were considering going off with the children to Joseph and Lizamoa’s house. They could do with a few adults to help them. Then Kala, Cathy’s elder brother's wife, sat down with us and asked how we felt about the evening. We confessed we weren’t sure we'd attend.
“Look, guys. It’s not that bad. You’ve been with this group for over two weeks now. Seen and been involved in lots of fun. Well, this won’t be much different to that,” Kala said.
“Do what you feel comfortable with,” Ian added. “Or sit back and watch the fun.”
“I’ll be having fun,” Kala said.
“Me too,” Ian added. “Lots of fun.”
“With your girlfriend, Riya, again?” Kala asked.
“Don’t know. She’s getting popular now.”
“Poor Ian!” Kala teased him. “His girlfriend doesn’t like him anymore.”
The attitude of these two had encouraged Cathy and me. We decided to join the party and see where it took us.
“Look, guys. It’s not that bad. You’ve been with this group for over two weeks now. Seen and been involved in lots of fun. Well, this won’t be much different to that,” Kala said.
“Do what you feel comfortable with,” Ian added. “Or sit back and watch the fun.”
“I’ll be having fun,” Kala said.
“Me too,” Ian added. “Lots of fun.”
“With your girlfriend, Riya, again?” Kala asked.
“Don’t know. She’s getting popular now.”
“Poor Ian!” Kala teased him. “His girlfriend doesn’t like him anymore.”
The attitude of these two had encouraged Cathy and me. We decided to join the party and see where it took us.
So, when the cooking started, I got put at the barbecue with a Japanese man not much older than me. I like Masanori; he is a really nice guy. And his girlfriend Tukiko, oh wow! She was drop-dead gorgeous. Those sleepy, half-closed, Japanese eyes were so sexy, and that body, fit and sexy, too.
Soon, three women, Cathy, Tukiko and Nishi, came over to join us. Nishi’s husband, Gaja, was with them. The three women were already naked, having just been swimming. I was wearing shorts and a cooking apron. I must admit, the three of them together, not that different in ages, was a sight to see. I must confess to checking them out a few times as I cooked. They helped us getting serving dishes and taking the cooked food away. They had pulled up chairs so we could chat and joke between the six of us.
I could see Cathy was already lining Gaja up as her next victim, but I was interested in Tukiko. I think she was keen on me, too. When she came behind me to look over my shoulder to watch what I was doing, I could feel her smaller, bare breasts against my back. She must have felt the contact, too, but she didn’t pull away.
The six of us were still together as we finished cooking. Mike, who had been delivering meat to keep us going, told us that we were finished, so while the grill was still hot, I scraped and wiped it down to get most of the grease off. I then joined the other three as we sat down at a table to eat.
Yes, by now it was clear who Tukiko wanted. Cathy and Gaja were sitting close together, which left Masanori with the Indian woman Nishi. He would be happy with her; she had been great spending the night with me, too.
After the meal, we went off to find somewhere the six of us could be alone. We went upstairs into an open-plan lounge/dining/kitchen area. This was an amazing house. Especially designed for entertaining and parties. On one side was a deck overlooking a view through the trees to a harbour, while the other overlooked the pool. Since the sun was still on the poolside, we settled down there.
I noticed a couple of tables, a few pot plants, and someone had left some foam pads in the corner. It was obvious what those were here for. Gaja had brought a dozen beer cans with him in a cooler, and I noticed the women seemed OK with beer, too.
Soon, three women, Cathy, Tukiko and Nishi, came over to join us. Nishi’s husband, Gaja, was with them. The three women were already naked, having just been swimming. I was wearing shorts and a cooking apron. I must admit, the three of them together, not that different in ages, was a sight to see. I must confess to checking them out a few times as I cooked. They helped us getting serving dishes and taking the cooked food away. They had pulled up chairs so we could chat and joke between the six of us.
I could see Cathy was already lining Gaja up as her next victim, but I was interested in Tukiko. I think she was keen on me, too. When she came behind me to look over my shoulder to watch what I was doing, I could feel her smaller, bare breasts against my back. She must have felt the contact, too, but she didn’t pull away.
The six of us were still together as we finished cooking. Mike, who had been delivering meat to keep us going, told us that we were finished, so while the grill was still hot, I scraped and wiped it down to get most of the grease off. I then joined the other three as we sat down at a table to eat.
Yes, by now it was clear who Tukiko wanted. Cathy and Gaja were sitting close together, which left Masanori with the Indian woman Nishi. He would be happy with her; she had been great spending the night with me, too.
After the meal, we went off to find somewhere the six of us could be alone. We went upstairs into an open-plan lounge/dining/kitchen area. This was an amazing house. Especially designed for entertaining and parties. On one side was a deck overlooking a view through the trees to a harbour, while the other overlooked the pool. Since the sun was still on the poolside, we settled down there.
I noticed a couple of tables, a few pot plants, and someone had left some foam pads in the corner. It was obvious what those were here for. Gaja had brought a dozen beer cans with him in a cooler, and I noticed the women seemed OK with beer, too.
After the first round of beers was finished, it was time to get our party started. Well, that was what Tukiko said, anyway. She stood up, pulled my chair back with me still sitting in it. Then she came around and straddled my legs, sitting in my lap, facing me. This brought her pussy down against my cock. The feel of her pussy, wet and ready, and my cock began to harden.
I looked over her shoulder and found Cathy now had Gaja’s mouth attached to her nipple while Nishi and Masanori were laying out the foam pads, facing and touching each other. It was clear we were all headed for our first round of sex for the evening.
But suddenly, two hands reached out as Tukiko pulled my head back to face her. “Pay attention, Gordon,” she said.
“Yes, Gordon,” Masanori said. “Pay attention when Tukiko tells you to.”
They all laughed at that.
I looked over her shoulder and found Cathy now had Gaja’s mouth attached to her nipple while Nishi and Masanori were laying out the foam pads, facing and touching each other. It was clear we were all headed for our first round of sex for the evening.
But suddenly, two hands reached out as Tukiko pulled my head back to face her. “Pay attention, Gordon,” she said.
“Yes, Gordon,” Masanori said. “Pay attention when Tukiko tells you to.”
They all laughed at that.
But like I just said above, things were getting serious, well, for Tukiko, it was, anyway. She was rubbing her very wet pussy along the shaft of my cock, and I knew that within moments, I would be inside that juicy pussy. Not that I had any problem being with this beautiful woman.
She moved back as she lifted off me, her hands coming down to grasp my cock, holding it directly up at her pussy. She lowered her hot pussy onto the head of my cock, and then with a slight bit more pressure, my cock entered between her lips. Oh, that felt good. With a bit more pressure, I felt my cock being pushed deeper inside her.
She lifted back off until I almost slipped out, and then came that downward pushing again. This time, she was taking more of my cock. One more lift and she sank back down on me again with a contented sigh. Yes, she had taken most of me inside her now, and the look on her face told me she was very pleased with herself.
She began to move, slowly lifting off me, allowing my cock shaft to almost slip from her before she slowed the weight of her body to press down, taking me fully inside again. I loved the feeling of my cock slipping in and out of her gripping, wet pussy. She was warm and wet inside, the muscles firmly gripping my cock, reluctantly releasing me again each time she lifted away from me.
I looked up at her as she smiled back at me. She was a beautiful woman. That face with those sexy half-closed eyes. Those smaller breasts, jiggling on her chest. The way her body worked my cock. She was a fit woman, perhaps much fitter than me. Having sex with her, I discovered she was strong too.
It didn’t take much to get her off on my cock. I was close but not there yet, and so we changed positions. She was on her back with me on top in the normal missionary position. But what made it different was the way her legs came up, her thighs gripping me as her legs crossed behind my back.
I’ve never had a woman do that with me before. It was good. I discovered it presented her pussy in a way I could go deep inside her.
“Fuck me!” she urged me. “I want it hard and rough.”
I wondered about that with this delicate woman. I was bigger and likely stronger than her, and I didn’t want to break the Japanese doll. But as I started, I realised she could take everything I gave her. She was loving it!
She was humping wildly under me, moaning and crying as she did. I was loving how she was reacting to me, so sexy, so hot!
Suddenly, she gave a massive hump up at me, catching me by surprise as she pushed me over. I landed on my back with Tukiko on top of me. Like that, she continued fucking me, her in charge now, no longer me. But why should I be worried? The sex was still great. Which is how you would expect with such a sexy woman.
She was lying with her body against mine, her thrust driving back onto my cock. They were fast, energetic strokes. It was beginning to get to me.
Since I knew I wasn’t going to last that much longer, I did what I could to help her, make it better for her, too. It was working. Soon she was breathing deeply, her thrust slowing a bit, too. I got the feeling she was getting close as well.
It all happened so fast. She cum first but somehow managed to keep going. Then I cum. It was a strong one, wild! What was even better was that she came again, straight after me. That was good. A great way to finish some great sex.
She moved back as she lifted off me, her hands coming down to grasp my cock, holding it directly up at her pussy. She lowered her hot pussy onto the head of my cock, and then with a slight bit more pressure, my cock entered between her lips. Oh, that felt good. With a bit more pressure, I felt my cock being pushed deeper inside her.
She lifted back off until I almost slipped out, and then came that downward pushing again. This time, she was taking more of my cock. One more lift and she sank back down on me again with a contented sigh. Yes, she had taken most of me inside her now, and the look on her face told me she was very pleased with herself.
She began to move, slowly lifting off me, allowing my cock shaft to almost slip from her before she slowed the weight of her body to press down, taking me fully inside again. I loved the feeling of my cock slipping in and out of her gripping, wet pussy. She was warm and wet inside, the muscles firmly gripping my cock, reluctantly releasing me again each time she lifted away from me.
I looked up at her as she smiled back at me. She was a beautiful woman. That face with those sexy half-closed eyes. Those smaller breasts, jiggling on her chest. The way her body worked my cock. She was a fit woman, perhaps much fitter than me. Having sex with her, I discovered she was strong too.
It didn’t take much to get her off on my cock. I was close but not there yet, and so we changed positions. She was on her back with me on top in the normal missionary position. But what made it different was the way her legs came up, her thighs gripping me as her legs crossed behind my back.
I’ve never had a woman do that with me before. It was good. I discovered it presented her pussy in a way I could go deep inside her.
“Fuck me!” she urged me. “I want it hard and rough.”
I wondered about that with this delicate woman. I was bigger and likely stronger than her, and I didn’t want to break the Japanese doll. But as I started, I realised she could take everything I gave her. She was loving it!
She was humping wildly under me, moaning and crying as she did. I was loving how she was reacting to me, so sexy, so hot!
Suddenly, she gave a massive hump up at me, catching me by surprise as she pushed me over. I landed on my back with Tukiko on top of me. Like that, she continued fucking me, her in charge now, no longer me. But why should I be worried? The sex was still great. Which is how you would expect with such a sexy woman.
She was lying with her body against mine, her thrust driving back onto my cock. They were fast, energetic strokes. It was beginning to get to me.
Since I knew I wasn’t going to last that much longer, I did what I could to help her, make it better for her, too. It was working. Soon she was breathing deeply, her thrust slowing a bit, too. I got the feeling she was getting close as well.
It all happened so fast. She cum first but somehow managed to keep going. Then I cum. It was a strong one, wild! What was even better was that she came again, straight after me. That was good. A great way to finish some great sex.
Hi from Cathy.
My husband Gordon has told you about our experiences at the big sex party. Thank you, honey, you did well. That was good writing.
While he was with Tukiko, a lovely girl, I was with an Indian man called Gaja. Nishi and Gaja were like us in that we came on this holiday to New Zealand with some reservations regarding the sexual side. Like us, they sat and talked together and came to a decision where they would be open to joining in the fun and see where it went.
I know Gordon and I were confident with our relationship, and I think Nishi and Gaja were the same.
On the night of the big party, we were sitting with them at a small table, watching as the fun started. Tukiko and her boyfriend, Masanori, joined us.
“Not getting into the fun?” Masanori asked.
“Just watching for a while,” Gordon replied.
“Why don’t we go off somewhere, just the six of us? Tukiko asked.
We all quickly agreed and went off with her as she seemed to know exactly where she was going. We went up to the Kitchen/Lounge area, then went out onto a deck above the pool. Unless one of us looked over the edge, no one below would know where we were. However, anyone inside upstairs would be able to see us through the glass sliders. There were some foam mats there already, so we had somewhere comfortable.
It didn’t seem to be arranged other than that Tukiko wanted to be with Gordon, so I turned to Gaja and asked if he wanted to be with me. He agreed that he did, which left Masanori with Nishi. Can you believe that I actually approached another man and invited him for sex? I didn’t think I could be that bold, but it got even more than that.
I pulled him down to a place on the mat, so we were kneeling facing each other. He reached for my chest, feeling the shape of my nipples. I liked that, and soon he was leaning forward, sucking them, which was even better. I loved how he stopped to lick over them before starting to suck again. It was all so sexy.
This went on for a while until I looked around to see that the other two couples were already fucking. I wanted some of that too. I got Gaja to lie back on the mat while I put my leg over him. Yes, you’ve guessed it. I was going to ride him, Cowgirl.
I took his cock with both hands, guiding him to my pussy lips. Pressing down against the head of his cock, I felt my pussy lips split apart, and his cock enter me. Just a little at first as I got used to him, then going deeper with the next few thrusts. Soon we were fucking, going faster, going deeper. I loved that. Gaja made it even better by bringing his hands up to my breasts. Feeling and playing with them as I fucked him.
With both of us being very aroused by what we had been watching downstairs, it didn’t take long before we were approaching our climaxes. I came first, and he was quickly behind me. We were finished, but when I looked around, I discovered the other two couples were finished and watching us. They gave us a clap too. LOL
Isn't it funny how you don't want an audience, but when you discover an audience has been watching you kind of like it.
While he was with Tukiko, a lovely girl, I was with an Indian man called Gaja. Nishi and Gaja were like us in that we came on this holiday to New Zealand with some reservations regarding the sexual side. Like us, they sat and talked together and came to a decision where they would be open to joining in the fun and see where it went.
I know Gordon and I were confident with our relationship, and I think Nishi and Gaja were the same.
On the night of the big party, we were sitting with them at a small table, watching as the fun started. Tukiko and her boyfriend, Masanori, joined us.
“Not getting into the fun?” Masanori asked.
“Just watching for a while,” Gordon replied.
“Why don’t we go off somewhere, just the six of us? Tukiko asked.
We all quickly agreed and went off with her as she seemed to know exactly where she was going. We went up to the Kitchen/Lounge area, then went out onto a deck above the pool. Unless one of us looked over the edge, no one below would know where we were. However, anyone inside upstairs would be able to see us through the glass sliders. There were some foam mats there already, so we had somewhere comfortable.
It didn’t seem to be arranged other than that Tukiko wanted to be with Gordon, so I turned to Gaja and asked if he wanted to be with me. He agreed that he did, which left Masanori with Nishi. Can you believe that I actually approached another man and invited him for sex? I didn’t think I could be that bold, but it got even more than that.
I pulled him down to a place on the mat, so we were kneeling facing each other. He reached for my chest, feeling the shape of my nipples. I liked that, and soon he was leaning forward, sucking them, which was even better. I loved how he stopped to lick over them before starting to suck again. It was all so sexy.
This went on for a while until I looked around to see that the other two couples were already fucking. I wanted some of that too. I got Gaja to lie back on the mat while I put my leg over him. Yes, you’ve guessed it. I was going to ride him, Cowgirl.
I took his cock with both hands, guiding him to my pussy lips. Pressing down against the head of his cock, I felt my pussy lips split apart, and his cock enter me. Just a little at first as I got used to him, then going deeper with the next few thrusts. Soon we were fucking, going faster, going deeper. I loved that. Gaja made it even better by bringing his hands up to my breasts. Feeling and playing with them as I fucked him.
With both of us being very aroused by what we had been watching downstairs, it didn’t take long before we were approaching our climaxes. I came first, and he was quickly behind me. We were finished, but when I looked around, I discovered the other two couples were finished and watching us. They gave us a clap too. LOL
Isn't it funny how you don't want an audience, but when you discover an audience has been watching you kind of like it.
Gordon again.
We had just finished when we heard a bell ringing from the poll area below us. We heard Shanti’s voice announcing that soon the games would begin. I wasn’t so worried about that as I was enjoying being with this hot Japanese girl, but I could see the other five were keen to get down there and join in the fun.
They were already forming teams for the water volleyball games, where the losers would have their clothes stripped off them after each game. That sounded like fun. Since we had just been together upstairs, it seemed natural to form a team ourselves. We became a mixed team of two girls, Cathy and Nishi, and three men, Gaja, Masanori and me. Tukiko had already been taken by a women’s team of others about her age.
We didn’t do that well in volleyball, being taken out by a team of women in our first game, but I didn’t mind too much, not after what Ginger did to me when she came to remove my shirt and shorts. Her hands had gone straight for my cock. I was mildly surprised that I could have gotten hard that quickly after what had just happened upstairs.
I pushed my hand down the front of her bikini and rubbed her pussy. She almost stopped what she was doing to enjoy what I was doing to her.
It was then that Peter came up to us and said, “Hey, Ginger. You’re supposed to be playing with him!”
We both laughed at that, but it stopped us, so we both got out of the pool before the next game started.
They were already forming teams for the water volleyball games, where the losers would have their clothes stripped off them after each game. That sounded like fun. Since we had just been together upstairs, it seemed natural to form a team ourselves. We became a mixed team of two girls, Cathy and Nishi, and three men, Gaja, Masanori and me. Tukiko had already been taken by a women’s team of others about her age.
We didn’t do that well in volleyball, being taken out by a team of women in our first game, but I didn’t mind too much, not after what Ginger did to me when she came to remove my shirt and shorts. Her hands had gone straight for my cock. I was mildly surprised that I could have gotten hard that quickly after what had just happened upstairs.
I pushed my hand down the front of her bikini and rubbed her pussy. She almost stopped what she was doing to enjoy what I was doing to her.
It was then that Peter came up to us and said, “Hey, Ginger. You’re supposed to be playing with him!”
We both laughed at that, but it stopped us, so we both got out of the pool before the next game started.
During the evening, I had a lot of fun with many different women. A few led to at least one of us orgasming, but more often it was just fun. I watched Cathy, too. My wife was having fun. She was popular, too. She had full sex with at least five different men, and others got to play with her.
Finally, as the evening was winding down, she came over where I was sitting on a mat and cuddled up against me.
“Have a good time?” I asked her.
“Great time, but I think my pussy will be a bit sore tomorrow.”
“Never mind, you can sleep on the plane on the way home,” I replied.
“How about you?” she asked. “Did you have a good time?”
“Yes, I did. It was a great party. Glad that we came.”
“I’ve seen you a few times tonight,” she said.
“Seen me?”
“Yes, when you were fucking. You look good fucking another woman.
“Who did you see me with?” I asked.
“Well, that was intense with Tukiko. Then you were with that older woman, Deanna. Then I saw you with Shanti. Lizamoa joined in, and then two men did too. The way the two of you fucked Liz looked so sexy.”
“You liked that, did you?”
“Yes, one in each end. I'd love to have it done to me.”
“We will some time, Cathy.”
She just smiled back.
Finally, as the evening was winding down, she came over where I was sitting on a mat and cuddled up against me.
“Have a good time?” I asked her.
“Great time, but I think my pussy will be a bit sore tomorrow.”
“Never mind, you can sleep on the plane on the way home,” I replied.
“How about you?” she asked. “Did you have a good time?”
“Yes, I did. It was a great party. Glad that we came.”
“I’ve seen you a few times tonight,” she said.
“Seen me?”
“Yes, when you were fucking. You look good fucking another woman.
“Who did you see me with?” I asked.
“Well, that was intense with Tukiko. Then you were with that older woman, Deanna. Then I saw you with Shanti. Lizamoa joined in, and then two men did too. The way the two of you fucked Liz looked so sexy.”
“You liked that, did you?”
“Yes, one in each end. I'd love to have it done to me.”
“We will some time, Cathy.”
She just smiled back.
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Hello, Ginger here.
During dinner, Fred and I were sitting with a Japanese couple, Sayako and Hirohiko, who seemed about our age. They had a grown daughter, Tukiko, who was also at this party. Fred had spent time with Tukiko up at the camp. I could see why all the men wanted to be with her. She was hot, but while she obviously knew she was hot, she wasn't stuck-up about it. She was willing to try with a variety of sex partners and be happy with them. I had seen her adapting her sex style to meet the sexual partner she was with.
I heard her talking with the younger members. She told them that good sex was what you make yourself. It is not about counting the number of orgasms you get. It is about connection and enjoying another person. Being with an older man who can only deliver once can be as much fun as being with a young man who can deliver several times. That was wise for one so young.
Fred had said Tukiko was good. They spent an afternoon together, and she was a lot of fun. He has a great sense of humour, and he got the impression she really wanted to know him. He also said the sex was great too. She is fit and strong, and knows how to please her partner. I think he was hoping to be with her again, but as I watched her disappear with five others about her age, I knew he would be out of luck, at least for a while.
By now, it was getting late in the evening, and the early games were over, and we were waiting for the last game. I had heard it would be in about an hour, but I was unsure why there was a delay.
At the table we were sitting at were two other couples. But as it turned out, neither of them was a real couple. With the Indians, Hamza and Sairu had stayed with us in Perth, but I hadn’t had the chance to spend time with him since the only night we could, other distractions came up. The Japanese also weren’t a couple, either, with Kenshin being with Sayako, his friend’s wife.
While we were sitting talking, a sex show started near us. An older woman from New Zealand, called Betty, got together with a young Indian man, Ragesh. The man seems not much more than a boy, but I’d seen him in action before. Looked pretty good at sex.
These two had put on an online private show in which they had performed some good sex. Then two other older Indian men had arrived to take over with Betty. It seemed that Ragesh was now finishing what he had started before in that show. They didn’t seem to care that everyone was watching; in fact, I think they wanted everyone to watch. It was a showstopper; the entire party stopped to watch.
I heard her talking with the younger members. She told them that good sex was what you make yourself. It is not about counting the number of orgasms you get. It is about connection and enjoying another person. Being with an older man who can only deliver once can be as much fun as being with a young man who can deliver several times. That was wise for one so young.
Fred had said Tukiko was good. They spent an afternoon together, and she was a lot of fun. He has a great sense of humour, and he got the impression she really wanted to know him. He also said the sex was great too. She is fit and strong, and knows how to please her partner. I think he was hoping to be with her again, but as I watched her disappear with five others about her age, I knew he would be out of luck, at least for a while.
By now, it was getting late in the evening, and the early games were over, and we were waiting for the last game. I had heard it would be in about an hour, but I was unsure why there was a delay.
At the table we were sitting at were two other couples. But as it turned out, neither of them was a real couple. With the Indians, Hamza and Sairu had stayed with us in Perth, but I hadn’t had the chance to spend time with him since the only night we could, other distractions came up. The Japanese also weren’t a couple, either, with Kenshin being with Sayako, his friend’s wife.
While we were sitting talking, a sex show started near us. An older woman from New Zealand, called Betty, got together with a young Indian man, Ragesh. The man seems not much more than a boy, but I’d seen him in action before. Looked pretty good at sex.
These two had put on an online private show in which they had performed some good sex. Then two other older Indian men had arrived to take over with Betty. It seemed that Ragesh was now finishing what he had started before in that show. They didn’t seem to care that everyone was watching; in fact, I think they wanted everyone to watch. It was a showstopper; the entire party stopped to watch.
So here we were, sitting with Hamza and Sairu, Kenshin and Sayako. We were deciding what to do. We could have gone into the house and found somewhere private, but no, we decided on the other side of the pool. It was a bit private because the lighting wasn’t so good there, but we could still be seen by anyone who cared to look.
We started by pairing off into couples. That was working well for us. I was with the Japanese man, Kenshin. I like him. He had me lying on the mat, where he even stopped to ask me how I wanted it. That was a nice surprise that he considered me like that. I told him that on top was fine.
He rolled onto me, and I grasped his cock, guiding it into me. He took a couple of gentle pushes to enter me. That was also good, him considering me like that. I had the impression he would be into wild sex and fucking, not someone gentle like this.
He built up speed quickly, his thrusts going deep inside my pussy. Oh! that was great. The way he was fucking me. I was loving it.
We started by pairing off into couples. That was working well for us. I was with the Japanese man, Kenshin. I like him. He had me lying on the mat, where he even stopped to ask me how I wanted it. That was a nice surprise that he considered me like that. I told him that on top was fine.
He rolled onto me, and I grasped his cock, guiding it into me. He took a couple of gentle pushes to enter me. That was also good, him considering me like that. I had the impression he would be into wild sex and fucking, not someone gentle like this.
He built up speed quickly, his thrusts going deep inside my pussy. Oh! that was great. The way he was fucking me. I was loving it.
Then a man from Auckland, Simon, and a woman from Auckland, an Indian called Mega, joined us. Mega joined Hamza and me to make a threesome. But soon Sairu left to join Kenshin.
Meanwhile, another couple, Donald and Paula, arrived and joined in too. It was a bit mixed up with people coming and joining, while others left us. I got to be with three different men, and had quite a few orgasms.
Meanwhile, another couple, Donald and Paula, arrived and joined in too. It was a bit mixed up with people coming and joining, while others left us. I got to be with three different men, and had quite a few orgasms.
Then Mega and I had some fun. When I had been with a woman before, after some foreplay with breasts, etc., we had ended up doing a 69 position. Mega showed me a different, better way of doing it. We lay on our sides facing each other, my head close to her pussy and her head close to mine. We raised our top thigh, making a headrest of our lower thigh. In this way, we could approach each other's pussy in a comfortable position.
I'd never been with an Indian woman before. Well, for that matter, I had not been with a few women, usually playing the game straight. I liked how bright the pink inside was compared to the darkness of her outer lips. I've heard the Indian women call it 'showing the pink.' I also liked how juicy she was and how quickly she responded to me. It's kind of fun, getting another woman off like that. Even more fun when she gets you off, too.
We only stopped when it was announced that the last game of the evening, Pussy Row, was about to begin.
I'd never been with an Indian woman before. Well, for that matter, I had not been with a few women, usually playing the game straight. I liked how bright the pink inside was compared to the darkness of her outer lips. I've heard the Indian women call it 'showing the pink.' I also liked how juicy she was and how quickly she responded to me. It's kind of fun, getting another woman off like that. Even more fun when she gets you off, too.
We only stopped when it was announced that the last game of the evening, Pussy Row, was about to begin.
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Hi from Riya,
Sabbie has asked me to write about one of the sexiest parts of that evening. It was the last game they played, the one before it became a full orgy.
This trip had been life-changing for me. It all began when we were staying at Donald’s house in Australia. I was swimming when Mum and Dad called me over to talk with them. They suggested that I pick a man from our group and invite him to take my virginity. At first, I thought they were losing it, had too much sun, but it turned out they were quite serious.
After that, it was like all the men quickly knew I was available, and I’m not sure I went a single night in New Zealand sleeping by myself. Always, there was someone to share my bed. I had a great time doing and trying things I’d never even thought about, but then you open your eyes to other sexual ideas once you start doing it. Yes, I’ve decided I like fucking. Or should I be a lady and say having sex? Making love, having sex, screwing, or fucking. All the same, really. Perhaps married couples make love and have sex, but in swinging, like I was doing, it is screwing and fucking.
This trip had been life-changing for me. It all began when we were staying at Donald’s house in Australia. I was swimming when Mum and Dad called me over to talk with them. They suggested that I pick a man from our group and invite him to take my virginity. At first, I thought they were losing it, had too much sun, but it turned out they were quite serious.
After that, it was like all the men quickly knew I was available, and I’m not sure I went a single night in New Zealand sleeping by myself. Always, there was someone to share my bed. I had a great time doing and trying things I’d never even thought about, but then you open your eyes to other sexual ideas once you start doing it. Yes, I’ve decided I like fucking. Or should I be a lady and say having sex? Making love, having sex, screwing, or fucking. All the same, really. Perhaps married couples make love and have sex, but in swinging, like I was doing, it is screwing and fucking.
So, now to one of the features of the evening, Pussy Row! I first heard about this game a year ago when Saddie told me they did something where all the women were in a row with the men coming past, trying each one. It sounded sexy, but I couldn’t understand why they would do that and how it would work.
A few months later, a note came from Sabbie saying read Story 211 Naughty Games. I've left a link for you, which tells how Pussy Row works.
I sneaked into Mum’s room, got the key from where they hide it and took out Volume Fourteen. That night in my bedroom, I read the story. It told me more about how they played this game. So hot! So sexy. I wanted to watch it being played but knew I’d never be allowed. But now my status in the group had changed. They were going to play it, and I could watch. Mum did suggest it might be better if I didn't get involved in it this time
. I lay back against my pillow, thinking about this game. Somehow, my fantasy turned into me taking part in such a game. It was sexy thinking about being taken by those different men. I know the object of the game is for the men to cum, but that night, thinking about playing Pussy Row, I had an orgasm. A big one, one of the best I’d ever given myself.
I’d made a bit of a mess of myself, so I had to go to the bathroom to clean up. The next morning, I slipped the volume back into their collection, but the idea and mental images of playing such a game stayed with me. Yes, it was good fuel for many orgasms alone in my bed.
Now that Mum and Dad had opened up sex for me, I would be able to witness a game of Pussy Row. During the afternoon, I was excited about the orgy evening because I was sure Pussy Row would be one of the games played.
A few months later, a note came from Sabbie saying read Story 211 Naughty Games. I've left a link for you, which tells how Pussy Row works.
I sneaked into Mum’s room, got the key from where they hide it and took out Volume Fourteen. That night in my bedroom, I read the story. It told me more about how they played this game. So hot! So sexy. I wanted to watch it being played but knew I’d never be allowed. But now my status in the group had changed. They were going to play it, and I could watch. Mum did suggest it might be better if I didn't get involved in it this time
. I lay back against my pillow, thinking about this game. Somehow, my fantasy turned into me taking part in such a game. It was sexy thinking about being taken by those different men. I know the object of the game is for the men to cum, but that night, thinking about playing Pussy Row, I had an orgasm. A big one, one of the best I’d ever given myself.
I’d made a bit of a mess of myself, so I had to go to the bathroom to clean up. The next morning, I slipped the volume back into their collection, but the idea and mental images of playing such a game stayed with me. Yes, it was good fuel for many orgasms alone in my bed.
Now that Mum and Dad had opened up sex for me, I would be able to witness a game of Pussy Row. During the afternoon, I was excited about the orgy evening because I was sure Pussy Row would be one of the games played.
The evening had been a lot of fun, and a lot more was promised. Others have told you about the early evening, and so I won’t go over it again here. I was sitting beside Mum watching them decide who would be playing Pussy Row. The men had been chosen in advance because they were not allowed to orgasm before the game. They had been saving themselves all day. But now they were deciding who the women would be. Whose pussy would be used?
I was surprised when Mum was one of the first to volunteer. Now they were down to finding the last two women. It was likely these two would hardly be used as they would be in positions nine and ten in the row. Suddenly, I wanted to try. I turned to ask Mum.
“You can if you want, as long as you are sure. These men might be a bit rough.”
“I’ve had rough before, Ian can be rough, I think I can do it.”
Deanna said, “I’m in position six, you can take my place, and I’ll stand in for you if you need to pull out.”
I thought about it for a few moments, and by then two other women had taken the last few spots. I knew the only way I would get into the game was to swap with Deanna. But I was going to do this, and it was going to be as wild as my fantasy sessions were.
I made up my mind, “Yes, I’ll try it.”
“As long as you are sure. If it is too much, I’ll take over from you,” Deanna said.
“Yes, I've wanted to try this,” I replied.
I wanted to try it, and I was determined I would do the whole game. I wouldn’t need to have Deanna replace me.
Deanna then called out, “Shanti, we have a last-minute change. Riya is taking my place.”
Shanti looked at me. “Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes, I want to try.”
“Ok, then. You’re in position six. The centre of the action.”
“Guess who’s going to get her pussy full,” Steve laughed.
Yes, I had already figured that might be the case.
“No one's getting their pussy fill this time; there is a rule change. The guys pull out and cum so we can watch them. No fake orgasms,” she laughed.
I was surprised when Mum was one of the first to volunteer. Now they were down to finding the last two women. It was likely these two would hardly be used as they would be in positions nine and ten in the row. Suddenly, I wanted to try. I turned to ask Mum.
“You can if you want, as long as you are sure. These men might be a bit rough.”
“I’ve had rough before, Ian can be rough, I think I can do it.”
Deanna said, “I’m in position six, you can take my place, and I’ll stand in for you if you need to pull out.”
I thought about it for a few moments, and by then two other women had taken the last few spots. I knew the only way I would get into the game was to swap with Deanna. But I was going to do this, and it was going to be as wild as my fantasy sessions were.
I made up my mind, “Yes, I’ll try it.”
“As long as you are sure. If it is too much, I’ll take over from you,” Deanna said.
“Yes, I've wanted to try this,” I replied.
I wanted to try it, and I was determined I would do the whole game. I wouldn’t need to have Deanna replace me.
Deanna then called out, “Shanti, we have a last-minute change. Riya is taking my place.”
Shanti looked at me. “Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes, I want to try.”
“Ok, then. You’re in position six. The centre of the action.”
“Guess who’s going to get her pussy full,” Steve laughed.
Yes, I had already figured that might be the case.
“No one's getting their pussy fill this time; there is a rule change. The guys pull out and cum so we can watch them. No fake orgasms,” she laughed.
I was already naked, so when we were called forward, I walked up beside Mum. She was in position Two, so after Joyce had taken place One, Mum took the place beside her. Of course, further along the table, I was in place Six with Katrina on one side of me, and Hansini was on the other.
Hansini smiled at me and said, “A bit of tight pussy. That's going to catch a few men.”
I was a bit embarrassed she had mentioned it like that after the men had been saying it, but then I knew what she meant. Being smaller in body shape and not having as much sex or having a child, my pussy would be tighter. Placed in a position where the men would be struggling not to cum, I would be a challenge.
Like the other women, I leaned over the long table, bending at the waist. Of course, like that, my pussy was displayed, sticking out between the cheeks of my bum. A tempting target for the men.
I could see the men getting ready. Jasmine, Tukiko and Jaynitha were chosen as the exciters. I was surprised Jaynitha was involved. They were playing and rubbing the lube over each man’s cock before he went down the row. Meanwhile, two men, Donald and Simon, came along the line of us women, getting us ready too. I was already wet, but it didn’t matter. They still rubbed over me, even pressing inside as they coated lube all over me, too. That felt good, and I would have been happy if they had taken longer with me.
“Hey, Donald, we have a horny one here,” Simon said, giving my bum a playful slap.
Another hand touched my pussy, fingers running down my arse crack and pressing between my pussy lips.
“Damn! She’s ready to go, but that tight pussy is going to be hard to get past.”
I smiled to myself. I kind of liked how they were saying I had a tight pussy. Here were some men saying it too.
Shanti picked up on what they were saying. I heard her talking to the male contestants. Guys, position six is going to be a challenge. I knew the men were looking at me.
“It’s Riya,” Steve said.
“She might be a problem,” Jeremy said.
I realised they were talking about my pussy might be tighter.
So, before we begin, here are two lists of those who were playing.
Hansini smiled at me and said, “A bit of tight pussy. That's going to catch a few men.”
I was a bit embarrassed she had mentioned it like that after the men had been saying it, but then I knew what she meant. Being smaller in body shape and not having as much sex or having a child, my pussy would be tighter. Placed in a position where the men would be struggling not to cum, I would be a challenge.
Like the other women, I leaned over the long table, bending at the waist. Of course, like that, my pussy was displayed, sticking out between the cheeks of my bum. A tempting target for the men.
I could see the men getting ready. Jasmine, Tukiko and Jaynitha were chosen as the exciters. I was surprised Jaynitha was involved. They were playing and rubbing the lube over each man’s cock before he went down the row. Meanwhile, two men, Donald and Simon, came along the line of us women, getting us ready too. I was already wet, but it didn’t matter. They still rubbed over me, even pressing inside as they coated lube all over me, too. That felt good, and I would have been happy if they had taken longer with me.
“Hey, Donald, we have a horny one here,” Simon said, giving my bum a playful slap.
Another hand touched my pussy, fingers running down my arse crack and pressing between my pussy lips.
“Damn! She’s ready to go, but that tight pussy is going to be hard to get past.”
I smiled to myself. I kind of liked how they were saying I had a tight pussy. Here were some men saying it too.
Shanti picked up on what they were saying. I heard her talking to the male contestants. Guys, position six is going to be a challenge. I knew the men were looking at me.
“It’s Riya,” Steve said.
“She might be a problem,” Jeremy said.
I realised they were talking about my pussy might be tighter.
So, before we begin, here are two lists of those who were playing.
Men – Brian, Payam, Jeremy, Sarvesh, Simon, Steve, Michael, Donald, Mike, Hirohiko.
Women – Joyce, Mandara, Shanti, Jenny, Katrina, Riya (me), Hansini, Mega, Kala, Rachael.
Now I watched as Brian, Contestant One, stepped up behind Joyce. He grasped her hips and pressed his very hard cock against her pussy. Since they had both been coated with lube and were ready, he slipped straight into her.
As he thrust into her, some from the audience were counting out loud. It didn’t take long to reach the fifteen strokes, and then he was moving to women two, Mum. Again, the thrusting into her pussy while everyone was counting the strokes. It was sexy, and I knew he was going to get to me soon. Well, at least I hoped that he would.
Past Mum, Brian moved on to Shanti, and then Jenny. Then he was with the girl next to me, Katrina. I heard the counting, and at fifteen, he left Katrina and moved on to me.
I turned my head away to get back into the proper position, ready to feel him taking me. His hands grasped my hips, and I felt his cock press against my pussy. Both of us being lubed with oil meant he could push straight into me. Then he began thrusting. Fifteen strokes didn’t take that long, and then, to my disappointment, he left me.
That was one feature I learnt about Pussy Row, for the women, it was excitement as the man approached and then frustration as he left me.
By now, Brian was with Hansini, but I could see he was struggling. He left Hansini made four strokes into Mega, and then he cum. One of the rules of this game was that the man had to pull out as he cum. He was supposed to shoot his load all over the girl's arse. He was then allowed to rub it over her with his hands. I noticed that during the game, a few men went as far as making the woman he finished with cum.
As he thrust into her, some from the audience were counting out loud. It didn’t take long to reach the fifteen strokes, and then he was moving to women two, Mum. Again, the thrusting into her pussy while everyone was counting the strokes. It was sexy, and I knew he was going to get to me soon. Well, at least I hoped that he would.
Past Mum, Brian moved on to Shanti, and then Jenny. Then he was with the girl next to me, Katrina. I heard the counting, and at fifteen, he left Katrina and moved on to me.
I turned my head away to get back into the proper position, ready to feel him taking me. His hands grasped my hips, and I felt his cock press against my pussy. Both of us being lubed with oil meant he could push straight into me. Then he began thrusting. Fifteen strokes didn’t take that long, and then, to my disappointment, he left me.
That was one feature I learnt about Pussy Row, for the women, it was excitement as the man approached and then frustration as he left me.
By now, Brian was with Hansini, but I could see he was struggling. He left Hansini made four strokes into Mega, and then he cum. One of the rules of this game was that the man had to pull out as he cum. He was supposed to shoot his load all over the girl's arse. He was then allowed to rub it over her with his hands. I noticed that during the game, a few men went as far as making the woman he finished with cum.
The next man to try was Payam. He started well but soon found himself in trouble. I think he went a bit fast and made it feel too good because he didn’t even make it to me, cumming when he was still with Katrina.
Next came Jeremy from Australia. He started well, but by the time he got to Katrina, he was struggling. He began on me, and by stroke ten, he was losing it. At stroke twelve, he pulled out, delivering his load all over my bum. What his hand did to me felt good. Rubbing my pussy like that. I could have got off with that if he hadn’t stopped.
Sarvesh did really well; he got right through to Racheal at the end and then started back with Joyce again. It was the second woman, Mandara, my Mum, who got his load.
Simon followed him but didn’t even get to me, giving Katrina his load over her bum.
Steve did well, going through to cum on Rachael.
Michael was next, going all the way to Kala.
Donald followed him, and I got my second load of cum for that game.
Mike, who had taken Ragesh’s place when he went off with Betty, came next. Mike did really well, going through for his second time doing the row and finishing at his own wife. That was interesting.
Hirohiko came last. He struggled with Katrina and ended up with me. My third load. My bum was a really sticky mess by then.
I had expected playing a sex game like this might be a bit rough on my pussy, but it wasn't like that at all. The way I'd been oiled up both inside and out, plus I had so much natural juice too. Each cock easily slipped into place to replace the one before it. I actually think this game was easier on me than having one man fucking me in this position.
Next came Jeremy from Australia. He started well, but by the time he got to Katrina, he was struggling. He began on me, and by stroke ten, he was losing it. At stroke twelve, he pulled out, delivering his load all over my bum. What his hand did to me felt good. Rubbing my pussy like that. I could have got off with that if he hadn’t stopped.
Sarvesh did really well; he got right through to Racheal at the end and then started back with Joyce again. It was the second woman, Mandara, my Mum, who got his load.
Simon followed him but didn’t even get to me, giving Katrina his load over her bum.
Steve did well, going through to cum on Rachael.
Michael was next, going all the way to Kala.
Donald followed him, and I got my second load of cum for that game.
Mike, who had taken Ragesh’s place when he went off with Betty, came next. Mike did really well, going through for his second time doing the row and finishing at his own wife. That was interesting.
Hirohiko came last. He struggled with Katrina and ended up with me. My third load. My bum was a really sticky mess by then.
I had expected playing a sex game like this might be a bit rough on my pussy, but it wasn't like that at all. The way I'd been oiled up both inside and out, plus I had so much natural juice too. Each cock easily slipped into place to replace the one before it. I actually think this game was easier on me than having one man fucking me in this position.
It was then that Shanti surprised us. Mike, of course, was the winner, but then she opened the game up for other men who had already orgasmed that evening. They could try to have their own contest. She also allowed other younger women to swap with some of us.
I didn’t want to swap, but most of the others did. I found Sabbie was beside me on one side, while Jaynitha was on the other. Beyond Sabbie was her grandmother, Greeshma. Now, that was a surprise, but I suppose she has a pussy like all the rest of us women, so why not try Pussy Row? Sayako and Tukiko also joined the row.
The male contestants included Simon, Ian, Jeevan, Mootie, Joseph, Kenshin, Hamza, Ragesh, Fred and Peter. As expected, they all did well, going into the second time through. Peter even got to Sabbie on his third time, which made him the winner of that game.
I stood up to look around. It had been fun, and I was glad I had tried it. I had taken five loads of cum and had nineteen different cocks in my pussy. That was so neat!
I didn’t want to swap, but most of the others did. I found Sabbie was beside me on one side, while Jaynitha was on the other. Beyond Sabbie was her grandmother, Greeshma. Now, that was a surprise, but I suppose she has a pussy like all the rest of us women, so why not try Pussy Row? Sayako and Tukiko also joined the row.
The male contestants included Simon, Ian, Jeevan, Mootie, Joseph, Kenshin, Hamza, Ragesh, Fred and Peter. As expected, they all did well, going into the second time through. Peter even got to Sabbie on his third time, which made him the winner of that game.
I stood up to look around. It had been fun, and I was glad I had tried it. I had taken five loads of cum and had nineteen different cocks in my pussy. That was so neat!
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Hello from Greeshma.
We were about to leave the camp beside the Lake. Mary (Shanti's mother) and I, Greeshma (Joseph's mother), had just finished doing a tidy where the cooking and eating area had been. We found Shanti, who was loading the last cars.
“Where will we be riding, Shanti?” I asked.
“That red car over there,” she said, pointing. “It's the twins' car. I think Jenny might be driving it.”
Suddenly, a girl's voice beside me said, “You can come with me, Nana Greeshma. I've got a space between Mum and me.”
It was Jaynitha. She pointed over to a truck with a boat behind it, “You'll be in the front with me. I'll be driving it.”
That surprised me, such a small girl driving that, but her father and mother seemed OK with it.
Mary, beside me, said, “Go on, Greeshma, I'd rather be in the car.”
“Where will we be riding, Shanti?” I asked.
“That red car over there,” she said, pointing. “It's the twins' car. I think Jenny might be driving it.”
Suddenly, a girl's voice beside me said, “You can come with me, Nana Greeshma. I've got a space between Mum and me.”
It was Jaynitha. She pointed over to a truck with a boat behind it, “You'll be in the front with me. I'll be driving it.”
That surprised me, such a small girl driving that, but her father and mother seemed OK with it.
Mary, beside me, said, “Go on, Greeshma, I'd rather be in the car.”
I followed Jaynitha over to the truck, where her father, Brian, was standing. “Better get your road check done,” he told her.
I followed her around as she checked the vehicles. Brian was with us watching, but she did it all herself. Checking power connections, the tow bar, all the wheels and cover ties. I was impressed.
Jaynitha climbed into the driver's seat, and I climbed in the other side to sit next to her, while Mega followed to sit beside me.
I watched as Jaynitha adjusted the seat and her mirrors. Then she started the truck, and a powerful engine somewhere below us rumbled into life.
“Here comes Commander Mike,” she laughed.
“Jaynitha, you are third out,” he said. “Riya is leading your group. Stay with her, and we'll see you in Daragville. Drive safely, now.”
“Yes, Sir, Commander Mike,” she said, giving him a salute.
“Enough cheek from you, or I'll put you over my knee.”
“Promises! Promises! But will he keep them?” she said back to him, and the truck began to roll forward to get behind the other truck and boat in front of us. Rachael was driving that. Before that was Riya in the huge campervan.
“Why are all these young ones driving?” I asked Mega.
Before Mega could reply, Jaynitha said, “Because we are the best drivers.”
Both Mega and I laughed at that. Those in the seat behind us gave her some cheek, too.
I followed her around as she checked the vehicles. Brian was with us watching, but she did it all herself. Checking power connections, the tow bar, all the wheels and cover ties. I was impressed.
Jaynitha climbed into the driver's seat, and I climbed in the other side to sit next to her, while Mega followed to sit beside me.
I watched as Jaynitha adjusted the seat and her mirrors. Then she started the truck, and a powerful engine somewhere below us rumbled into life.
“Here comes Commander Mike,” she laughed.
“Jaynitha, you are third out,” he said. “Riya is leading your group. Stay with her, and we'll see you in Daragville. Drive safely, now.”
“Yes, Sir, Commander Mike,” she said, giving him a salute.
“Enough cheek from you, or I'll put you over my knee.”
“Promises! Promises! But will he keep them?” she said back to him, and the truck began to roll forward to get behind the other truck and boat in front of us. Rachael was driving that. Before that was Riya in the huge campervan.
“Why are all these young ones driving?” I asked Mega.
Before Mega could reply, Jaynitha said, “Because we are the best drivers.”
Both Mega and I laughed at that. Those in the seat behind us gave her some cheek, too.
The reason I want to tell you about this trip in the truck is that that was when I heard about the sex party at Shanti's house. Both Mega and Jaynitha were talking about it; Mega was telling her daughter about what might happen that night. Of course, Jaynitha seemed keen to join in the fun.
“Are you going too, Nana Greeshma?” Jaynitha asked me.
All the younger girls called me 'nana' even though we weren't related. It is an informal name for grandmother in New Zealand. I was happy with them calling me that.
“I hadn't thought about it,” I replied.
“You should come. It will be fun.”
“But I'm an old lady,” I protested.
“Doesn't matter. I'm a younger lady, and I'm going. I'm sure there will be some men for you to try.”
“Jaynitha!" Mega said. “Leave her alone.”
“But Mum, Greeshma should come,” Jaynitha said.
“OK,” I replied. “I will think about it.”
That was where I got the idea of going to this party.
“Are you going too, Nana Greeshma?” Jaynitha asked me.
All the younger girls called me 'nana' even though we weren't related. It is an informal name for grandmother in New Zealand. I was happy with them calling me that.
“I hadn't thought about it,” I replied.
“You should come. It will be fun.”
“But I'm an old lady,” I protested.
“Doesn't matter. I'm a younger lady, and I'm going. I'm sure there will be some men for you to try.”
“Jaynitha!" Mega said. “Leave her alone.”
“But Mum, Greeshma should come,” Jaynitha said.
“OK,” I replied. “I will think about it.”
That was where I got the idea of going to this party.
When we got to Auckland, we were dropped off at our house. The next morning, I told Mary that I was thinking of going to the party.
“You're an old lady. They won't want you there,” Mary said.
“I want to go. Even if I don't do anything, just watch. I would like to see what goes on.”
“OK,” she replied. “I'm going to have an early night. I might not see you back until the morning.”
“Jaynitha thinks there will be many men who'll want me,” I said with a smile.
“Another one with big ideas,” Mary replied.
Not long after that, I took a small bag and walked down to Shanti's house. I think she was surprised to see me, but she welcomed me in. Soon, I was busy in the kitchen, preparing food while listening to the women joking about all the sex they were going to have.
“You're an old lady. They won't want you there,” Mary said.
“I want to go. Even if I don't do anything, just watch. I would like to see what goes on.”
“OK,” she replied. “I'm going to have an early night. I might not see you back until the morning.”
“Jaynitha thinks there will be many men who'll want me,” I said with a smile.
“Another one with big ideas,” Mary replied.
Not long after that, I took a small bag and walked down to Shanti's house. I think she was surprised to see me, but she welcomed me in. Soon, I was busy in the kitchen, preparing food while listening to the women joking about all the sex they were going to have.
Hirohiko and Kenshin came through the kitchen.
“Hello, Greeshma,” Hirohiko said. “Does Joseph know you are here yet?”
“No, I haven't told him,” I replied.
“Naughty granny,” he laughed, giving me a playful slap on my bum.
“Keep a place for me on your partner list,” Kenshin said.
“Me too,” Hirohiko added. “I haven't tried your pussy yet.”
“Oh wow!” I heard Sabbie say. “They are lining up for you, Gran.”
“See, I told you,” Jaynitha said.
I was pleased with myself. Even if I had one of those men, I would be happy. Both were handsome men who, I'm sure, know their way around a pussy.
“Hello, Greeshma,” Hirohiko said. “Does Joseph know you are here yet?”
“No, I haven't told him,” I replied.
“Naughty granny,” he laughed, giving me a playful slap on my bum.
“Keep a place for me on your partner list,” Kenshin said.
“Me too,” Hirohiko added. “I haven't tried your pussy yet.”
“Oh wow!” I heard Sabbie say. “They are lining up for you, Gran.”
“See, I told you,” Jaynitha said.
I was pleased with myself. Even if I had one of those men, I would be happy. Both were handsome men who, I'm sure, know their way around a pussy.
I was a bit concerned at first that my pussy might get too dry. But it didn't happen like that. Those two men made sure we were well-oiled with their playing, stimulating our natural juices too. Between men, they put more lub oil as needed. It was the same as before; the men came to each woman, giving them fifteen strokes before moving on to the next. If he is related to that woman, he would just miss her and move on to the next one, with a score for her not being counted, so it worked out evenly.
Simon came first. I watched him come down the line towards me, stopping at each woman, but he missed the second woman, his daughter Rachael. Soon, he was at Jaynitha, his hand holding the hips of that young one as he did his required strokes. After Jaynitha came Sabbie, who was beside me.
Now it was my turn. He came in behind me, his hands holding my waist, his cock finding my wet pussy. There were no hands involved, he cock found the way straight in. He was wet from the other women, and I was wet with pussy lub oil. On the second stroke, he was almost all in, and I heard those watching start counting. I was surprised at how deep he was, but I must add that his cock felt good like that. So quickly my fifteen strokes were over, and he moved on. Beyond me was Sabbie's mother, Lizamoa and then Hansini, who was remaining in the game like Riya did. Simon continued into his second time through the row before he came on Jaynitha's bum.
Ian came through next, racing down the row of pussies with confidence. Second time, though he wasn't doing so well, and by the time he got to Sabbie, he was in a bad way. He finished with her and pulled out to move on to me.
I knew he wasn't going to make it as he dropped out of rhythm and stopped completely at stroke five. He pulled out and came over my bum. This is in the rules; he was allowed to rub this mess all over my behind. His fingers were down between my legs, two fingers thrusting into me, two fingers rubbing my clitty. It was good and I could nelp giving a moan. That encouraged him to take it further. I realised he was moving me towards an orgasm, which came quickly. I gave a cry as I slumped against the table in front of me.
“Hey! Greeshma!” Peter called out. “You're not supposed to be enjoying this.”
That got a laugh from many others.
“Don't be jealous, Peter,” I called out. “I'll give you a nice little blowjob after, if you're feeling left out.”
Peter didn't reply to that.
“Oh, wow! Greeshma. You put him in his place,” Sharon laughed.
“Don't know what he's complaining about. He's had plenty of pussy this evening,” Jenny added.
Simon came first. I watched him come down the line towards me, stopping at each woman, but he missed the second woman, his daughter Rachael. Soon, he was at Jaynitha, his hand holding the hips of that young one as he did his required strokes. After Jaynitha came Sabbie, who was beside me.
Now it was my turn. He came in behind me, his hands holding my waist, his cock finding my wet pussy. There were no hands involved, he cock found the way straight in. He was wet from the other women, and I was wet with pussy lub oil. On the second stroke, he was almost all in, and I heard those watching start counting. I was surprised at how deep he was, but I must add that his cock felt good like that. So quickly my fifteen strokes were over, and he moved on. Beyond me was Sabbie's mother, Lizamoa and then Hansini, who was remaining in the game like Riya did. Simon continued into his second time through the row before he came on Jaynitha's bum.
Ian came through next, racing down the row of pussies with confidence. Second time, though he wasn't doing so well, and by the time he got to Sabbie, he was in a bad way. He finished with her and pulled out to move on to me.
I knew he wasn't going to make it as he dropped out of rhythm and stopped completely at stroke five. He pulled out and came over my bum. This is in the rules; he was allowed to rub this mess all over my behind. His fingers were down between my legs, two fingers thrusting into me, two fingers rubbing my clitty. It was good and I could nelp giving a moan. That encouraged him to take it further. I realised he was moving me towards an orgasm, which came quickly. I gave a cry as I slumped against the table in front of me.
“Hey! Greeshma!” Peter called out. “You're not supposed to be enjoying this.”
That got a laugh from many others.
“Don't be jealous, Peter,” I called out. “I'll give you a nice little blowjob after, if you're feeling left out.”
Peter didn't reply to that.
“Oh, wow! Greeshma. You put him in his place,” Sharon laughed.
“Don't know what he's complaining about. He's had plenty of pussy this evening,” Jenny added.
The game continued, and eight different men had their cock inside me, more than once, too. Of course, Joseph and Ragesh missed me out when it was their turn. I didn't get any more cum on me, but a couple of times it was close with one man reaching Jaynitha and another getting to Sabbie. But I didn't mind, it was a fun game, and I'm glad I gave it a try.
It was finished, and as the first team of girls did, all of us stood up, turned towards those watching and gave them a bow while they clapped. I liked that part too, as the thought of doing all that while they watched was extra sexy.
There was one last surprise for me. At first, I didn't know about this. They filled me in later on this story.
It was finished, and as the first team of girls did, all of us stood up, turned towards those watching and gave them a bow while they clapped. I liked that part too, as the thought of doing all that while they watched was extra sexy.
There was one last surprise for me. At first, I didn't know about this. They filled me in later on this story.
Mary (Shanti's Mother) Arrives.
During the volleyball games, Mary, Shanti's mother, rang Mike. She was alone up at our house. Mike had suggested she come down and watch the party. She said she didn't want to get into any sexual action, so Mike came up with a way of doing that.
He had slipped away and drove up to pick up Mary. They had gone out a door on the upper floor of the house into the garden, where there was a small table and two chairs. In that location at night, someone could watch the party but not be seen from below. Mike had set her up there with a couple of beers and snacks. He sat with her for a while and then walked down a short, hidden path to return to the party.
Later in the evening, when he was now naked, he returned to see how Mary was. He found her sitting, watching the show naked. She was gently rubbing her pussy while she watched Betty and the young man, Ragesh. When she found Mike standing beside her, she said, “Fuck me, Mike! I am so horny.”
“Thought you might be,” Mike laughed.
Mary gave a soft moan.
“I can't cum as Pussy Row is about to start, but I'll get you off.”
He lifted the little table away and knelt in front of her. Reach up, she pulled Mary's thighs open to expose her pussy. Mary is usually a bit shy, but in the sexual state she was in, she didn't hesitate to show him everything.
He rubbed her pussy a few times and then went in with his mouth. Long upward licks, pulling her lips open and thrusting his tongue in, and she was orgasming. He paused while she recovered, then built her to a second orgasm. She sat back in her seat, breathing heavily. When he saw she was OK, he left her to return to the party.
During that game Pussy Row, everyone's attention was on the action. So hardly anyone noticed when Mary came down and joined Betty and Paula at a side table. The two women were a bit surprised, but they continued watching the game.
He had slipped away and drove up to pick up Mary. They had gone out a door on the upper floor of the house into the garden, where there was a small table and two chairs. In that location at night, someone could watch the party but not be seen from below. Mike had set her up there with a couple of beers and snacks. He sat with her for a while and then walked down a short, hidden path to return to the party.
Later in the evening, when he was now naked, he returned to see how Mary was. He found her sitting, watching the show naked. She was gently rubbing her pussy while she watched Betty and the young man, Ragesh. When she found Mike standing beside her, she said, “Fuck me, Mike! I am so horny.”
“Thought you might be,” Mike laughed.
Mary gave a soft moan.
“I can't cum as Pussy Row is about to start, but I'll get you off.”
He lifted the little table away and knelt in front of her. Reach up, she pulled Mary's thighs open to expose her pussy. Mary is usually a bit shy, but in the sexual state she was in, she didn't hesitate to show him everything.
He rubbed her pussy a few times and then went in with his mouth. Long upward licks, pulling her lips open and thrusting his tongue in, and she was orgasming. He paused while she recovered, then built her to a second orgasm. She sat back in her seat, breathing heavily. When he saw she was OK, he left her to return to the party.
During that game Pussy Row, everyone's attention was on the action. So hardly anyone noticed when Mary came down and joined Betty and Paula at a side table. The two women were a bit surprised, but they continued watching the game.
During the second game, I (Greeshma) got involved by joining the row of pussies, so I was distracted for a while. It was only when we finished that I noticed my lover was sitting with Betty and Paula. I made my way around the pool to her as soon as I could get away from those who came up to congratulate me on 'surviving Pussy Row.' That was a bit funny, they said it like that.
When I reached the table, Paula got up and left since there were only three chairs. It was then that Mary told me about what happened to her above. We talked about the orgy party and the things that I had done during the evening. Then Betty told us about how sexy it was being with the young man Ragesh. Even Mary agreed she thought that was the hottest part of the evening. It made her horny watching.
“Really?” Betty said. “You are horny now?”
“I am a bit. I only cum once with Mike, and he couldn't have full sex with me.”
“Well, I think it's a bit late. I don't think there are any men left,” Betty said.
When I reached the table, Paula got up and left since there were only three chairs. It was then that Mary told me about what happened to her above. We talked about the orgy party and the things that I had done during the evening. Then Betty told us about how sexy it was being with the young man Ragesh. Even Mary agreed she thought that was the hottest part of the evening. It made her horny watching.
“Really?” Betty said. “You are horny now?”
“I am a bit. I only cum once with Mike, and he couldn't have full sex with me.”
“Well, I think it's a bit late. I don't think there are any men left,” Betty said.
Betty got up to get us another bottle of wine and some snacks. She went around to the busy side of the pool. It was going on midnight now, many people had gone to find somewhere to sleep, only a few were sitting talking, and a few were in the pool.
Two men, Mooti and Joseph, were with some of the younger women. It seemed the women wanted more, but the men were mostly finished. Ian came out of the house and joined the group. The three men were eating pussy, getting each woman of that way.
It was then that Betty appeared from the house with a wine bottle and a tray of snacks. Ragesh and Michael were with her. To our surprise, she put the bottle and tray on a table on that side of the pool. She then went over to talk with the younger woman while Ragesh and Michael came around to us.
“I've heard there are two pussies here looking for cock,” Michael asked.
“It is that Mary missed being at the party and didn't have much fun,” I said.
“Ragesh can take care of her. I'll do you, Greeshma,” he said.
The two boys pulled us to our feet and took us around to where the girls and three men were. I was fine with that, but I think Mary was a bit shy about having sex with so many people around.
The two young men got us down on the mat when four girls came to join us. They were Kathy, Sabbie, Jasmine and Riya. The three men took Betty to the mat next to us. They took turns giving her pussy eating. Tukiko, Nishi and Jasmine were there too. They were playing with the men when they weren't 'helping' Betty. Or was that helping themselves to Betty? It was sexy, so much going on at once.
“How come you two are still hard, and all the others have finished?” I asked Ragesh and Michael.
Before either Michael or Ragesh could reply, Kathy jumped in. “IT was us. I gave them some blue pills, the ones the older men take it keep going,” she laughed.
“Viagra?” I asked. “You gave them viagra!”
“Yeah, just after dinner,” Jasmine laughed. “Their cocks still won't go down, even after all they'd been doing?”
“No wonder they are still going,” Joseph said.
“Probably won't go down all night,” Ian said.
“Well, we'll have to fuck them all night,” Riya laughed.
“Naughty girls,” Ian said. “Don't you think you should leave those poor boys alone?”
“No! Not at all. If they want more, why shouldn't we?” Sabbie said.
Two men, Mooti and Joseph, were with some of the younger women. It seemed the women wanted more, but the men were mostly finished. Ian came out of the house and joined the group. The three men were eating pussy, getting each woman of that way.
It was then that Betty appeared from the house with a wine bottle and a tray of snacks. Ragesh and Michael were with her. To our surprise, she put the bottle and tray on a table on that side of the pool. She then went over to talk with the younger woman while Ragesh and Michael came around to us.
“I've heard there are two pussies here looking for cock,” Michael asked.
“It is that Mary missed being at the party and didn't have much fun,” I said.
“Ragesh can take care of her. I'll do you, Greeshma,” he said.
The two boys pulled us to our feet and took us around to where the girls and three men were. I was fine with that, but I think Mary was a bit shy about having sex with so many people around.
The two young men got us down on the mat when four girls came to join us. They were Kathy, Sabbie, Jasmine and Riya. The three men took Betty to the mat next to us. They took turns giving her pussy eating. Tukiko, Nishi and Jasmine were there too. They were playing with the men when they weren't 'helping' Betty. Or was that helping themselves to Betty? It was sexy, so much going on at once.
“How come you two are still hard, and all the others have finished?” I asked Ragesh and Michael.
Before either Michael or Ragesh could reply, Kathy jumped in. “IT was us. I gave them some blue pills, the ones the older men take it keep going,” she laughed.
“Viagra?” I asked. “You gave them viagra!”
“Yeah, just after dinner,” Jasmine laughed. “Their cocks still won't go down, even after all they'd been doing?”
“No wonder they are still going,” Joseph said.
“Probably won't go down all night,” Ian said.
“Well, we'll have to fuck them all night,” Riya laughed.
“Naughty girls,” Ian said. “Don't you think you should leave those poor boys alone?”
“No! Not at all. If they want more, why shouldn't we?” Sabbie said.
Well, what followed was great sex, for both Mary and me. While the horny young guys fucked us, the young girls were taking turns playing with and sucking our nipples. That was hot too.
Once they finished with us, Ragesh went on to Riya, and Michael went with Tukiko. That was a hot show while Betty and I sat drinking the wine and eating the snacks.
But Mary was still busy because the three men, Mooti, Joseph and Ian, had found the energy to get going again, and they took turns with Mary. She took all three of them, one after another, like that. It was sexy to watch her, too. She had so many orgasms!
Later, the group moved into the large room that Michael used as a bedroom. They invited Mary, Betty, and me to go with them. We didn't get much sleep that night with so many people there, but we did have some more fun with some of the girls. The next morning, Mary wasn't too good with all the wine and sex, so Shanti ran us home. We both went straight to bed and slept most of the day.
It had been a great party. I'm so glad I went.
Once they finished with us, Ragesh went on to Riya, and Michael went with Tukiko. That was a hot show while Betty and I sat drinking the wine and eating the snacks.
But Mary was still busy because the three men, Mooti, Joseph and Ian, had found the energy to get going again, and they took turns with Mary. She took all three of them, one after another, like that. It was sexy to watch her, too. She had so many orgasms!
Later, the group moved into the large room that Michael used as a bedroom. They invited Mary, Betty, and me to go with them. We didn't get much sleep that night with so many people there, but we did have some more fun with some of the girls. The next morning, Mary wasn't too good with all the wine and sex, so Shanti ran us home. We both went straight to bed and slept most of the day.
It had been a great party. I'm so glad I went.
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Hi from Shanti,
I was the one who opened this story, so I might as well finish it, too. I’ve noticed that Sabbie, whom I had asked to write this story, has only written that tiny piece at the top. Oh well, if she is clever enough to put a team together to write this, good on her. I know she has lots of other writing she was doing.
I'm not going into too much detail, but I will only give you a summary of what I got up to.
I'm not going into too much detail, but I will only give you a summary of what I got up to.
So what did I get up to that evening?
After a volleyball game in the pool, I ended up in a quick but hot session with Mootie. We didn't even get out of the pool, and he took me into a corner. It was fast and wasn't much more than a bit of fucking and an orgasm each.
After that, the men seemed to target me during the feeling-up games. I loved what they did to my tits, but when we came to the Pussy game, almost every one of them had their fingers inside me. I was so wet that I loved all the attention. I must also confess to having a good play with each of that row of cocks. I went a bit far with Fred and got a load all over my tits. I wiped it up with my fingers, licking them clean and giving him some too. I got disqualified when Joseph caught us; he was the judge. Spoil-sport! I think he enjoyed getting one over me.
I got pulled into Pussy Row as they suddenly needed another woman. It was funny that my husband Mike had also been called in as a last-minute replacement.
Later in the evening, I had a sexy threesome with Hamza and Payam, the younger Indian men. That was something I wanted to try. I was surprised when two Japanese men, Hirohiko and Kenshin, were waiting to try with me, too. No problem, bring it on, guys!
Then I finished with Ragesh. I was surprised he had enough to carry on because I’d seen him in quite a lot of action. I later found it was because my naughty daughter had given him some of Tom's viagra.
Yes, for me, that must have been one of the best sex parties we have had. As you can see in the list above, I did well.
After a volleyball game in the pool, I ended up in a quick but hot session with Mootie. We didn't even get out of the pool, and he took me into a corner. It was fast and wasn't much more than a bit of fucking and an orgasm each.
After that, the men seemed to target me during the feeling-up games. I loved what they did to my tits, but when we came to the Pussy game, almost every one of them had their fingers inside me. I was so wet that I loved all the attention. I must also confess to having a good play with each of that row of cocks. I went a bit far with Fred and got a load all over my tits. I wiped it up with my fingers, licking them clean and giving him some too. I got disqualified when Joseph caught us; he was the judge. Spoil-sport! I think he enjoyed getting one over me.
I got pulled into Pussy Row as they suddenly needed another woman. It was funny that my husband Mike had also been called in as a last-minute replacement.
Later in the evening, I had a sexy threesome with Hamza and Payam, the younger Indian men. That was something I wanted to try. I was surprised when two Japanese men, Hirohiko and Kenshin, were waiting to try with me, too. No problem, bring it on, guys!
Then I finished with Ragesh. I was surprised he had enough to carry on because I’d seen him in quite a lot of action. I later found it was because my naughty daughter had given him some of Tom's viagra.
Yes, for me, that must have been one of the best sex parties we have had. As you can see in the list above, I did well.
There was one last surprise for me after Pussy Row. I discovered that my mum had arrived and joined the party. I didn't know how that happened until just now, when I read what Greeshma had written. My husband was involved. Why aren't I not surprised at that? Those two get on well. He has always been closer to Mum than I am.
I watched her finish with those three men, Mooti, Joseph and Ian. Don't know how they managed to do that. Maybe some more blue pills. Ha! Ha! Anyway, they gave her a really good fucking. By the end, she looked totally stuffed by both the drink and the sex.
The next morning, I drove them home. They had come out of Michael's room, and both of them were still naked. I took them home like that. I wonder if the neighbours noticed them in daylight as they ran into their house. Ha! Ha! I followed them in and put them to bed. Heard they slept the entire day.
I watched her finish with those three men, Mooti, Joseph and Ian. Don't know how they managed to do that. Maybe some more blue pills. Ha! Ha! Anyway, they gave her a really good fucking. By the end, she looked totally stuffed by both the drink and the sex.
The next morning, I drove them home. They had come out of Michael's room, and both of them were still naked. I took them home like that. I wonder if the neighbours noticed them in daylight as they ran into their house. Ha! Ha! I followed them in and put them to bed. Heard they slept the entire day.
So that is all from us,
Love from,
Shanti.
Love from,
Shanti.
THE END!!
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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!
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