Brian's Page.

My Letters Adventures.

                                                                                                 by Brian & Julie. 

1. Nude Camping Holiday.
2. The Letters Book.
3. Camping With Susan.
4. Reshma Gets Naked Too.
5. Sex With A Japanese Girl.
6. Sari Stripping Show.
7. Fire And Snakes.
8. Rest of Our Nude Holiday.
9. Fun in the Sand Dunes.
10. The Club in Tauranga.
11. Second Night with Anne.
12. Conclusion - Putting it Together.
13. Update - Anne and Susan.

(Posted 26 Oct, 2013.)

         Hi my name is Brian, one of Susan’s ex-boyfriends. Yes they tell me the Brian in the stories is named after me. When I made contact with the Letters team again, Anne and I have agreed I should write some notes about adventures I have had and stories I helped write in their Letters Project. She asked for my views and impressions on these events. It was really open to anything, the writing of the stories or any adventures which went along with them. I thought about it a while and decided to tell you about of week spent nude camping when we wrote the Ripper Stripper Party stories.  

          I got my wife Julie involved as she could type faster than me. We have divided the story into subject parts, each with their own heading. Anne will add in links to the various stories as well when she edits for publishing. This story might be posted in a number of sections.

         I have no idea where this is going to take me – so here goes. 

        
Up dated - Nov 2, 2013,
         I have just leant that we have been given our own page. Anne's cousin Asami is going to help edit and build it for us.
                       Brian.      

Part A - A Nude Camping Holiday.

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         So back to 2003/04 when I was lucky enough to be going out with Susan over that Christmas period, she invited me to join them on their nude camping holiday. I must say, it surprised me that it was going to be a nude holiday, but then, a bit of nudity never worried me and being naked with two hot sexy girls – I wasn’t complaining.

        I owned a small van so naturally we all travelled together. I picked up Susan, then Anne and Allan who had driven into town. They then directed me to pick up the other girls. It surprised me that these two Indian girls were coming; I’d been told there were only four of us going. I’d met Anne and Shandra before but this younger girl Reshma, Shandra’s sister, was a surprise considering we were going nude camping.

        Ohope beach in those days was not much more than a few houses at one end. Today almost the entire spit is built out with holiday homes. Back then the far end was a sandy spit covered in sand dunes and low scrub which separated the harbour from the ocean. As we drove along the rough vehicle track which wound among the dunes, I had to slowly crawl over the bumps and pot-holes. Anne and Allan seemed to know where they were going and soon we found a place to camp far down the beach.

        We set up our camp in this grassy area where some larger trees which would give us shade during the hot afternoons. It was sort of overgrown, but with us walking around, we soon flattened the grass down. We scrapped back the grass for our fire-place and set up the tents. Anne was the first to get naked. We had decided on a swim before starting to prepare dinner. She didn’t bother going into her tent, just stripped where she was. Allan wasn’t too far behind her and soon Susan and Shandra were stripping too so I just joined them.

        Reshma came out of her tent wearing a red one-piece. Notice that - a red one-piece! That’s where the famous red one-piece came from, the one which Lizamoa and Katrina both wore in the Letters stories. Belonging to Reshma, it was not as sexy as the one in the story but you could still see the nubs of her nipples when she got wet. Later when they came to write Letter 27, (See Letter 27, Letter 28 & Letter 29) you will notice that in the story Lizamoa got a red one-piece and a green bikini. The green bikini came from the one Shandra used to borrow off Anne, the one Anne eventually gave her. 
         Anyway I think she was surprised to find us all naked. I hope they had warned her beforehand it was going to be like that. We of course remained naked, but after her swim, Reshma changed back into some clothes.

         So the pattern of our holiday was sort of set, a late breakfast, doing some things around the camp, taking a swim before lunch. During the heat of the afternoon we spend time under the shade, often either writing parts of the story or talking about ideas. There was usually an afternoon swim before returning to camp to prepare dinner. After that sometimes we stayed in camp or sometimes we went back down to the beach to watch some of the best sunsets I’ve ever seen. Mornings and evenings was also a good time to take walks through the sand dunes and along the beach or do some hunting and fishing.


(Posted 4th Nov, 2013.)

Part B - The Letters Book.

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        I was also surprised when they brought out a few copies of this typed book after dinner that first night. Shandra handed me a copy, it seemed they all had one, and I had a quick look through it, thumbing over the pages, reading bits here and there. It gave me a general idea of the letters they were writing and I did think it was a rather novel way of telling a story.
        I didn’t realise at the time, but once before they had read out a story, but I thought it was just that, a story, not one of a series of stories. Now I realised there was actually a series of letters exchanged between India and New Zealand. Later when we got back to Auckland I got the chance to read the whole thing of about 20 letters and I make a few suggestions which led to some improvements in those early letters.

        Anne said one purpose of this holiday was to work on a special story they were planning. It seems she was supposed to be doing it but seemed to have stalled so she had asked her three friends to help her out. The younger girl, Shandra’s sister Reshma, was there as well and we both got pulled into the process too.

        That first night we didn’t achieve a lot. I don’t think they intended to anyway. Anne read out what she had written so far and we discussed and commented on it. The discussion which followed laid out some general ideas how the story might go. By then it was getting late so we headed for our tents. What this did achieve was getting us thinking about the story, an opportunity to go away and work on some possible ideas in our heads. I know that was what happened with me anyway.

         The second evening we made a lot more progress. After thinking about it overnight and during the second day I made the suggestion that they might use professional strippers to get the party going. I remember how they grabbed that idea and ran with it. Soon we had a fairy, a cowboy and even a Roman soldier. I have no idea where he came from but he ended up stripping two volunteer helpers from the audience as well.

        So that was how things went, we would have brainstorming sessions with Anne and Shandra taking notes. It was an interesting way of doing things and over the course of the week we produced a pile of notes. I loved the way an idea was suggested then thrown around and debated until it was either included or dropped. 

         On the third night we had moved on to more interesting things like the stripping contests. These were going to be the centre piece of the story. It was on that evening that we decided to have two contests instead of one. The first was a solo strip and the second was a couple’s strip. In the process of working on these two contests some interesting things happened but I’m going to leave these for later in my story.

          It actually worked out that most of Anne’s original notes were eventually discarded in favour of better ideas. So it is safe to say that the whole first Ripper Stripper Story was written during that week with us producing enough material and notes for them to later do the second Ripper Stripper Story as well.  

         The day when we were at a motel in Tauranga the process begun to create a story. They had written all the various acts and contests on separate pages so it was just a matter of ordering them in a ring binder. Using more sheets they added notes on how they would connect these scenes together into a story. An amazing way of writing a story but the stories read well. Go on read them!

                           Letter 23 - Ripper Stripper Party One.

                           Letter 36 - Ripper Stripper Party Two.

          But I am getting a bit ahead of myself here. Before we get on to Tauranga I need to tell you more about our camping trip.

(Posted 17th Nov, 2013.)

Part C - Camping with Susan.

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        (Yes I have cleared this section with Susan before it is published.)

         Susan is a hot sexy girl. I must admit I was a bit surprised that I was even dating her. I know my friends told me I was lucky. Some also warned me about Susan’s reputation, that she didn’t keep her boyfriends that long too. Even back then she was known for the way she would quickly drop guys when she got bored with them. Anyway what ever happened I decided to enjoy it while it lasted.

        I must admit I was surprised how quickly our relationship turned sexual. I had not expected that. Of course, I wasn’t too worried about it. Susan is a hot girl so who wouldn’t want to be with her. I certainly couldn’t say no to her.

        I was not inexperienced. Before I met Susan, I had been with one other girl but with Susan it was different. The relationship was very sexual, almost as if it was built on sex, which thinking back now it probably was. The sex was good too, better than I had ever done before. Yes Susan, you taught me a lot those few months we were together.

        But I believe in many ways I never saw the real Susan she kept hidden underneath. What we all saw was this wild, outgoing, party girl. Later when we dated again, I saw more of the true Susan but that is another story.

        Camping with Susan, there was going to be no other way than to share a tent with her which again I had no problems with. Naturally it was a good sex session with her whenever we got the chance. Being with her naked was great too. Those breasts you could die for, not massive but big enough to really get your hands around. No forgetting the pussy, always smoothly shaved, displaying every thing she had. She never shaves herself, always finding some lucky volunteer to do the job for her. 

         But outside the tent we also had fun with her friends as well. There is one thing we always knew about Susan. She had two good friends, a Japanese girl called Anne and an Indian girl called Shandra. Those three were always together so any relationship with Susan was sort of a relationship with them too. So on the camping holiday we were together with them the whole time.

         Surprisingly at the end of an almost deserted sand-spit there was a lot we found to do. Good fishing off the beach, and a bit of rabbit hunting too. We went for long walks and explored the area. Of course, not forgetting all the swimming we did too. As I said above there was this writing thing they were doing. And yes, did I mention, the sex was good too. LOL

Part D - Reshma Gets Naked Too.

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        The first morning of our camp it turned into a really hot day so we decided on an early swim.  Young Reshma had turned up for breakfast in a T-shirt and shorts. When she worked around the fire, the T-shirt clung to her breasts. It was pretty obvious she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

        As I said above we decided on an early swim and as before, we all just went naked, walking down the track to the beach like that. Reshma stayed in her clothes and I was wondering what she would be wearing in the water.
       At the beach she slipped off her shorts revealing a bikini bottom under them. Then pulled the T-shirt up over her head revealing a perfect pair of little tits underneath. Golden brown with those large black nipples, just perfect. She joined us in the water topless, wearing just a rather small bikini bottom she had borrowed off Susan.

        I noticed that back at the camp she didn’t bother getting changed but rather preferring to go topless in that tiny bikini bottom. When she went for a swim in the afternoon she followed us down to the beach wearing only her bikini bottom. On the beach she stopped and slipped it off before joining us in the surf naked. Now there was a think forest on show for us nestled between her golden thighs.

         For the rest of that evening she wore the bikini bottom but that was the last we saw of that too. Next morning she arrived for breakfast naked like the rest of us and remained like that for the most of the holiday. Like the rest of us, only resorting to clothes when it became too cold to go naked or other strangers were around.                                  

(Posted 28th Nov, 2013.)

Part E - Sex With A Japanese Girl.

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        One afternoon Susan and I went for a walk by ourselves. She seemed a bit quiet and finally I asked her if everything is OK.

        “Yes, I just want to ask you something.”

        “Oh! Sounds serious.”

        “No not really.”

        I waited while she thought for a few moments. I could tell she was gathering her words together. I must admit I was a bit worried as to what she was going to say. It even occurred to me that I might be going to get the big kick, but no it was something which took me completely by surprise.

        “Do you like Anne?” she asked me.

        “Yes she is a nice girl.”

        “Do you think she is sexy?”

        “Well.... yes. Yes she is.”

        I was not sure how to answer that one. As I said above, I had only been dating Susan a short time. Our relationship had turned sexual almost straight away. Now she was asking me if I fancied her friend. Was this a trap or what?

        “Would you like to fuck her?”

        “She is your friend,” I said.

        Don’t misunderstand me here. Anne was a hot sexy girl. She looked great naked too. I’d never seen an Asian girl naked before. In any other place I’d be only too happy to do more with her but she was Susan’s best friend. Her boyfriend Allan was here too.

       I think Susan was a bit surprised at my confusion. Finally she explained that she and Anne wanted to swap partners for the night. I asked about Allan and she said he is fine with it too. So after checking again that everyone was OK with it, I agreed. 

        It was getting late. We were sitting around the dying fire having a beer. The Indian girls had gone to their tent. Then Susan and Anne got up to leave.

        “See you soon Brian,” Anne said to me.

        Nothing had been mentioned all afternoon and evening. Suddenly I realised it was still on for that night. I watched her walking away, admiring her body and sexy behind as she walked. When I turned back Allan was watching me.

        “You OK, Brian?” he asked.

        “Sure,” I replied. “Just a bit surprised at these girls.”

        “Yes,” he laughed. “They are a bit aren’t they?”

        When I didn’t reply he went on to explain they shared everything, make-up, clothing, swim-suits and of course, boyfriends. I sat there for a moment trying to get my head around all this.

        Finally he said, “Well I better get going, Susan is waiting.” As he got up he looked over at me and grinned. “Have fun Brian. Enjoy some hot Japanese pussy.”

        I watched him walk straight towards the tent Susan and I shared. I was still trying to believe what was going on. I got up, raked over the fire and then headed towards Anne’s tent. 

        Anne was waiting for me as I crawled into the tent. She was lying partly on her side naked. She has a hot sexy body and lying like that makes it look even better. I couldn't help admiring. The lightly tanned body, smaller but nicely rounded breasts with their dark nipples, and that lovely trimmed pussy between her legs.

        I lay down on the sleeping bag facing her. Since the tent was so small there wasn’t much else you could do. I was still feeling a bit nervous. Susan was only the second serious sexual partner I had been with. Sure, I was fine with her; even with her being a lot more experienced than I am, but this sudden handing me to her friend was taking a bit to get my head around.

        I think Anne realised it, “Are you OK with this?” she asked.

        “Sure,” I relied trying to smile.

       But she saw through it. “Let’s start slowly until you get over your nerves.”

       That sounded like smart thinking so I nodded yes.

       “I’m going to give you a massage,” she explained. “Not all of you, just your front. Then you can do the same to me.”

       Well what happened next was an experience I must say. To my surprise this Asian girl was good. It was like her hands, her fingers were magic. Her touches brought my body alive with sensations, I’d never felt anything like it before. Then she came to my cock. Her cool hand grasped my shaft and wanked me a few times before she lowered her face to me as she took me in her mouth.

        I’d had blow-jobs before but nothing like what she did to me. Quickly my cum began to build and for a while I was thinking I was going to explode before I got anywhere near her pussy. She must have realised how close I was because she stopped what she was doing, just holding my cock.

         “I think we better get on with the sex now,” she said.

        “What about you? Your massage?” I asked.

        I did want to run my hands over that hot little body, feel those large nipples and explore the depths of her sexy pussy but I also knew she was right too.

        “We can do that later,” she said. "I don't really think you can wait."
        She had a good point there.

        The sex which followed was good. It was just the traditional way with me on top. She was good and I must admit I cum pretty quickly. Maybe too quickly because I am ashamed to say she never made it that first time.

        Then came that sexy massage. With a bit of encouragement from her I think I learnt some very useful moves. Finally she reached for me and she felt I was hard again.

        “My turn now,” she said, as she pushed me back.

        This was so much better for both of us. She was good at reading my body and meeting my growing sexy energy with some of her own. I remember that final few minutes we had some intense sex until orgasm released us both.

        Yes sex with Anne was so different to being with Susan. We did it again that night then once more in the morning. I was drained but pleased I had the chance to experience it. Thank you both for that.


(Posted 20th Jan, 2014)

Part F - Sari Stripping Show.

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         After my surprise sexual encounter with Anne I wondered if the Indian girl Shandra might be lining me up for her turn as well. When it didn’t happen after a couple of days I asked Susan about her. Susan told me Shandra was still a virgin but she didn’t think she would be for too much longer.

         I must admit I was a bit disappointed. It would have been interesting to have sex with an Indian girl, especially someone as sexy and beautiful as Shandra. She was a beautiful girl, a bit shy, but with a hot body and lovely personality. She had a rather naughty sense of humour too.
         (Later, when I dated Susan again, I did get to experience the sexual delights of an Indian girl too.)

         The one who really surprised me was Shandra’s younger sister Reshma. I have told you above how quickly she took to nudity, well she quickly got into the story writing as well. It is this second point that leads to my next story. 

         The idea came up of the main character, Shanti, entering the solo strip contest. That was discussed for a while but didn’t go that well. They decided that Shanti’s strip would be done from Western clothes. The reasoning behind this was the Shanti had been written as being very Western, wearing modern clothes and acting as a European New Zealander. So her stripping from a sari would be wrong. out of character, because she would more likely have been wearing Western clothing.

        But Anne wasn’t ready to let the sari idea go. Since she was already thinking about another Ripper Stripper Party when Lizamoa and Joseph were in New Zealand she wanted to follow the idea a bit further. It was then that Reshma suggested dancing an Indian dance to Indian music. Well that left her older sister Shandra out in the cold since she never wore a sari and never learned Indian dancing.

        So, they asked Reshma to have a go. She hesitated for a while and then smiling she got up and went to her tent. A while later she arrived back now wearing a sari. I wasn’t expecting that. Her and Allan talked about how this dance might happen then they put some music on and Reshma began to dance. It turned out she had taken traditional dancing and apparently done well in competitions too.

       The dancing went well. Like I said above, she was good but then came the point where she started stripping. As she untied the sari, she stopped dancing to do so. That killed the whole effect of what she was doing. Allan got up again and went over to her. She showed him what she needed to do to remove each item and then they worked it into the hand movements of the dance. By doing this, they worked out how she would take off all five items of clothing while still dancing. Then she replace all her clothes and went on to perform the whole dance.

        I was interested in the Indian sari. I have not seen many girls wearing one and never seen a girl removing one. Now I was watching this girl starting fully dressed and ending up completely naked by the end of her dance. This made it an interesting and slightly erotic evening for me. Yes, I know she was a younger girl but it was still sexy to see. I could see why Anne wanted it included in the story.

        (The notes made that evening, were saved and later used in writing Story 36 the second Ripper Stripper Party.)

(Posted 27th Jan, 2014)

Part G - Fire And Snakes.

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         During our brain-storming holiday, two very interesting ideas came up for this story they were writing. These were the two, so called special acts, that were presented by professional performers.

The first was the fire act.

        I have always thought this was an exciting act. The idea came from Allan I think. He was watching Susan poking the fire. The stick she was using caught fire and as she held it up, it flamed reminding Allan of a fire act. When he suggested it, Anne challenged him, wanting to know how a fire act would be sexy.

        His reply came back quickly, “They could get naked while they were preforming it.”

        “They? More than one? Anne asked.

        Quickly this idea took hold and became a girl and a guy taking each other’s clothes off while performing a fire act. That took care of the sexy part, which left the exciting part of the feats they perform. Passing breasts and gentiles through the flames was maybe pushing things a bit far, but it made a good story and I see it has remained in the story.  

The Second was the snake act.

        I take credit for this idea. We were searching for a second special act. I thought of a fake snake that my brother once had. It had been purchased in Singapore and we brought back to New Zealand. I can remember at customs, the officer was impressed with it. He picked it up and it appeared to move like a real snake between his hands. He even said it felt a bit real too.

       I told them about this story. I explained how just a simple spring covered in a snake skin material was moving like a real snake. In the story, we made it a lot larger, dimmed the lights and it became what might have been very exciting act. New Zealand doesn’t have snakes and so most New Zealanders are a bit scared and a bit fascinated by snakes. For a very large one to suddenly appear in a club like that, it would be really something.

        Of course, over the following discussion this idea evolved. The snake handler becomes a woman, who of course gets naked during her act. Then the snake developed rattles so she could rub them in her pussy. Finally came that climax where she appears to get bitten in her mouth. I love the final version of this. It works so well in the story, you can just imagine the shock many members of the audience would have got as she screams out, throwing the snake on the floor. 

          Both of these acts returned in the second Ripper Stripper Party with variations of their theme. I notice in the second story the writers just mentioned these two acts with very little detail. They were more interested in featuring Lizamoa’s big stripping act I think.

 
(Posted 2nd Feb, 2014)

Part H - The Rest of Our Nude Holiday.

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          So the days continued like that with swimming and walking, A bit of fishing and rabbit hunting, and then relaxing around the camp and working on their story.

         Mostly was went swimming on the ocean beach because on the harbour side it was a bit shallow and muddy. Each time we tried fishing, again it was off the ocean beach. Allan had a couple of surf casting rods with him. We caught a few fish that we baked or cooked over the open fire. One night the Indian girls did a grand fish curry which went down well.

          We used Allan’s gun to hunt rabbits. It was best early morning when they came out into the clear to eat. He was teaching Anne and Susan to use a gun. I hadn’t done much hunting so mostly just went along for the walk. I didn’t see the girls get anything but Allan got a few. The girls spent more of their shots aiming at makeshift targets than actual hunting but we had some fun. I had a couple of goes but proved worse than them. Of course, any rabbits we shot were soon in the pot for stew or wok for curry.

          As you can see, we lived well, mostly catching our own meat. A couple of times during the week some of us drove over to Whakatane for some supplies like bread and milk. The rest of the time, we stayed in the sand dunes around our camp.

Part I - Fun in the Sand Dunes.

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         We went for long walks when it was cool, either early mornings or in the evenings. Most times we went naked but usually took something to wear with us in case we met people along the way.

         Once Susan and I went by ourselves since the others were either busy or relaxing, maybe busy at relaxing, in the camp. We went back towards the west end of the beach where more people were camped so we had to make sure we had some clothing with us.

         At one point, we met some people coming the other way. We had seen them from a hill long before we met them so I had time to slip on some shorts. I looked around to discover Susan was still naked.

        “Aren’t you going to cover up,” I asked her.

        “No! Why should I?”

        “There are people coming. Do you want to get caught like that?”

        “Yes,” she replied with a grin. “I don’t mind.”

        That kind of blew me away.

         “Really?” I asked.

         “Sure, let them get a free show,” she added with a giggle.

         It had been one thing to go naked with us at our little camp. Now here she was prepared to meet some total strangers naked as she was then.

       A few minutes later, they walked around the edge of a sand dune coming towards us. Of course, the first thing they saw was a very naked Susan walking towards them, as she had moved in front of me. Three guys and two girls, they stood there watching us approach.

        “Hi,” she said as we reached them. “Nice day for walking.”

        “Yes,” I few of them managed to say as we walked by.

        As soon as we were around the sand dune, she burst into laughter.

        “That gave them a surprise. Did you see the looks on their faces?”

        “I am surprised too,” I admitted.

        “I’m not surprised, I’m horny,” she said. Then she reached for my cock as she added, “And I want some of this too.”

        That was how we ended up finding a grassy patch where I stripped off my clothes for her to lay on. There was no foreplay. She just pulled me down on top of her and we were into it like a couple of rabbits. I had hardly got going and she had her first cum. It was followed by another couple before I finished the session by filling her pussy.

        I got off her and wiped myself off with a towel. She did the same and as I went to pick up my shirt something made me look up at the sand dune beside us. There on top were five people sitting watching us.

         “Good show,” one of the guys called down. “Thanks.”

         “You are welcome,” Susan called back. “Thanks for watching.”

         “What?” I said. “Did you know they were there?”

         “Sure, even before we started,” she laughed.

         “Why didn’t you……..”

         “Would you have done it?”

         “Well, no I wouldn’t.”

         “That's why!”

  

(Posted 12th Feb, 2014)

Part J - The Club in Tauranga.

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        The second to last day of our holiday we woke to a heavy cloudy morning. It looked like the weather was about to break. The wind was beginning to pick up too.

        “This looks bad,” Allan said. “Let’s make a run for Tauranga and stay in a motel tonight?”

        We were all in agreement to that!

        We rushed to break camp, not even waiting for breakfast. Tents came down and were folded away, van was packed and the site tidied up. Just as well too, because before we were in the van it was starting to spit. I knew I’d never make it out over that track if it started to rain, some places looked like they would flood. By the time we hit the main road the rain was steady. Over the hill in Whakatane it was dry but obvious the rain was only just behind us. We stopped to pick up some breakfast and were soon on the road again, eating as we went.

        The rain caught us again half way to Tauranga. At first, it was light but soon became heavier. By the time we made Tauranga it was quite a storm. The flashes of lighting and thunder, was quickly followed with both the wind and heavy rain.

         Again Allan seemed to have a place in mind and we quickly found our motel. Taking our gear inside it was pouring and we all got a bit wet. So it was showers all around before we sat down to take stock of the situation.

          The storm passed over leaving heavy showers for the rest of the day. 

         They decided to go out for evening. First a meal, but after driving around a bit looking, we ended up at the Golden Arches at famous McDonalds Corner. I know we should have done better than this but we just couldn’t decide on anything.

         Following dinner, we headed over to The Mount – Mount Maungaui, a beach resort near Tauranga. They knew of a place they could go, a club of some kind. There was only one problem, Reshma. She was too young to get into a club.

        Anyway the girls thought a bit of make-up would help. It was interesting parked down at the beach watching Anne and Susan making Reshma look older. Personally I wasn’t sure they succeeded, she still looked too young to me. They thought she looked OK so we headed off to this club.

        I was right. We met trouble with the guy at the door. In the background notes in Letter 31 Background Susan has already written about the conversation they had so let me quote from that:- 

         The problem with this was Shandra’s younger sister Reshma was with us. She was too young to get into the club. I thought with a bit of make-up I could get her in, so I gave it a go and she did look older. Well we thought she did anyway. We warned her not to say anything at the door, just leave the talking to us.
         The man at the door looked hard at her and then asked, “How old are you?”
        “She’s 18,” Allan said.
        “Are you sure?” he asked again.
        “Yes, of course she is,” Shandra answered.
        "Do you have a driving license? he asked.
        Reshma shock her head.
        “Well, OK then.” He then turned back to Reshma and said, “I’ll let you in but don’t let me catch you drinking alcohol or I’ll kick you all out. OK?”
        Reshma just nodded and he let us in. 

        We managed to get into the club and Reshma stayed on soft drinks for the evening which probably suited her anyway. We noticed, she was being watched by the bouncer too.

       Well, being summer they had the usual wet T-shirt contest. Allan began teasing Anne about having a go. At first Anne was saying no, but after the few beers she had, I thought she might to game enough to try. It didn't take much before she agreed to enter. She then dared Susan to join her. Of course, Susan was always ready for some fun and didn’t hesitate.

       Those two were always ready to try something wild. They asked Shandra to join them. She thought about it. Maybe she was actually considering entering but then she looked over at her sister, sitting beside me. Suddenly she shook her head, “No.” The other two didn’t push her further. What made her decide not to? I think maybe it was her sister Reshma sitting there.

        Well the contest got under way and our two girls were up there too. There we no doubt they were both having fun, laughing and making comments to each other.

         It was a good show, there were some really hot ladies in it. But the one pair that stands out for me were a Japanese girl and her European friend. Yes, you’ve guessed who, Susan and Anne. It was a pity that they didn’t let the girls get their shirts off. I know Susan would have been in for it and I’m sure Anne would have followed too. It seems a bit silly considering all the girls were totally revealing their breasts through the wet fabric anyway. 

          I was hoping one of them would win a prize but they didn’t. Never mind, like a said above it was a hot sexy show and I know it turned on both the girls too. When they arrived back at the table, there was no doubt what was on their minds. Allan and I both knew, we would be getting lucky back at the motel, but little did I know how my ‘luck’ would turn out.

(Posted 19th Feb, 2014)

Part K - Second Night with Anne.

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         When we got into my van, to my surprise, it was Anne who joined me in the front.

         “Hello,” I said.

         “Since you are getting lucky tonight, I thought I would join you.”

        “Getting lucky?”

        “Very lucky,” she laughed as her hand reached over to rub my crutch.

        I realised I was being lined up for a second night with Anne. A look in the mirror confirmed that, Susan almost sitting on Allan’s knee, kissing him while his hand was on her breast.

        It was very late when we got back to the motel so we weren’t long out of bed. Anne joined me and Susan went with Allan.

        Anne walked up to me as I stood beside the bed.

        “I want some hard cock,” she said. “I hope you’ve got some for me.”

        She gave me a hard push sending me falling back on to the bed, and then while I lay watching she proceeded to do a very sexy strip for me. Once naked, she started on me. First my shirt, then the trousers and pants in one hit.

        Before I knew it, I had this very naked Asian girl on top of me, rubbing at my cock, then guiding it to a hot wet pussy. There was not much foreplay, just straight into sex. She rode me like that, sitting up straight where I could watch her little tits jiggle as she fucked me. Then we changed to some other positions. The sex was hot and aggressive, more like I would have expected from Susan. I heard later Allan got much the same since both girls were so turned on from their little show.

         (Detailed sex scenes are not part of this account so I’ll leave my description of my second night with Anne to just what I’ve said above.)

Part L - Conclusion - Putting it all Together.

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        The next morning Anne and I got up late. It had been a long night, if you know what I mean. LOL We came out to find the four of them sitting at the dining table. There were a mass of papers spread out over the table. It was all those notes they had been writing all weekend.

       I was sent out for some breakfast, the rest of them started into their story. I didn’t know what to get so I ended up at the ‘golden arches’ again. When I got back, they had some coffee made and we sat around munching our muffins while talking about these stories. Once breakfast was over, they got stuck in.

       As I said above the process, involved taking these different story notes, then placing them in a neat pile as they might appear in the finished story. This was done a few times before we reached some kind of agreement as to their final order.

       Next, they had to work out some kind of story to hold all these smaller stories together. Ideas and notes for this, were placed between the notes on the various scenes. In this way they created an entire story running through the whole evening of the Ripper Stripper Party.

       Finally, Reshma began taking these sections and placing them into a folder so they wouldn’t get mixed up again. I must admit, while it seems like a long drawn out process, it was actually quite interesting. I was surprised to find it was mid-afternoon when we finally got it done.

       Later that evening I noticed Anne and Shandra making a few changes, but I believe they were only minor. So, that was my week of nude camping. It was also how we came to create one of the larger stories of the Letters Books, all in one week.

       I never got to see the completed story until a long time later when I began dating Susan for a second time. I enjoyed reading it then since many of those parts, I had a hand in writing.

       Much later I have enjoyed reading the publish versions of both stories with my wife Julie. She was surprised when I told her I had a hand in writing them but interested as I told her how they were done. 

        A few months after that holiday, I made the mistake of trying to tie Susan into a steady relationship. I got the boot, how do the girls around here say, she "kicked my arse."

       Later I got back with her again and was involved in some of the stories from the nude resort but that didn't last too long either. She "kicked my arse" for a second time.

        I moved to Christchurch, where I'd grown up and met Julie. Not long after that we were married and settled there, had two kids, until the earthquakes drove me back to Auckland looking for work. One day I did a search and found this blog. Soon I had made contact with Anne and this ended in us writing this page.

(Posted 22th Feb, 2014)

Part M - Update - Anne and Susan.

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         When I began dating Susan, I was soon to met her two girlfriends, Anne and Shandra. They seemed to the most unlikely three girls you would ever think could be friends. But they always hung around together.

         Back in late 2003, Susan was the leader. She always got the other two into things but I noticed Anne was becoming more confident once she began dating Allan and moved to live with him on the farm. By the time we began dating the second time in 2009, things had begun to change. Susan was still a bit wild and outgoing but she was certainly not the leader she once was. Anne had become a lot more assertive, particularly when it came to the Letters Project.

        They still had this habit of swapping boyfriends and by then Shandra was involved in it as well. She gave me a few great nights as I remember it now. The three of them like that, it was certainly a strange set-up. 

        Last week (Now 2013) they invited my wife Julie and I up to the farm they live on. At first, it was only for morning tea, Saturday morning, but during the week Anne and Julie were talking on the phone. The next thing I knew we were going up on Friday and staying the night.

        It was nice seeing them all again but I was amazed at how much more they had changed. Susan still has her sexy wild side but she is now working for Anne, allowing her to lead. To tell you the truth, I don’t think Susan was completely comfortable with me being around. Later, when she met Julie and the kids she was a lot more relaxed.

       On the other hand, Anne has become a very strong leader, running the Letters Project, running that large farming operation and leader in the house too. Shandra is still quiet most of the time but when she spoke you can see a strength in her voice which wasn’t there before too. Allan just seems to be the same, frustratingly laid-back guy he always was. It seems that guy never changes, no matter what happens to those around him.
       There were also those two new girls Ayaka, Anne’s cousin and Kim a Thai girl. I never quite got the full story of how Kim got involved until I saw it on the writers page of this blog. There is another cousin floating around, a girl called Asami. She has helped us via the internet with this page. I believe she is in Cambridge at the moment. There was of course Shandra’s new husband, Rajah. Quietly spoken but a really nice guy too.

        As for this three-way relationship, they now have between Susan, Anne and Allan. I have no idea how that is working so well, but it seems to be. Julie is always a great judge of people and she immediately liked all of them, particularly Anne. We all sat down and Julie read out some of this story, while they all listened. They gave us some great suggestions and help. We took notes away with us, and then spent the next week making these many changes.  

         Next morning I was up early, Shandra had invited me to help with milking. It’s a dairy farm so everything they did revolved around milking the cows night and morning. An impressive operation milking 1000 cows in under 3 hours.

        We were only planning to visit for a couple of hours that morning, but while I was out helping Shandra, Anne and Julie had decided we would stay a second night, so we ended up staying Saturday night and as it was to turn out, all the following day as well.

         Anne told us they were going to the Parakai hot pools for the evening. Julie asked about going too but then they told us it was Nude Night. I think she was surprised but then Julie looked at me a bit funny. It wasn’t a shocked look, she had a slight smile on her face.

        “Let’s go too,” she said to me.

        “But it Nude Night. Everyone will be like that.”

        “Yeah I know,” she replied. “What’s the problem? So will we!”

        Oh, now I was surprised. She has never done anything like that before. Not even gone topless on the beach.

       “Are you sure?”

      “Yes, you’ve always wanted me to go topless. Well now it’s even better, isn’t it?”

      I have to admit I still had that fantasy and she knew it too. Once I got over my surprise, I was more than happy to go along with it.

       Well we got there and Julie first wore a black one-piece she borrowed off Anne. (Anne is wearing it in a photo on the writer’s page.) Later when people started getting naked, Anne and Julie disappeared into the changing rooms. I just slipped my shorts off in the pool. I looked up as Anne and Julie came out, both with a towel wrapped around them. They placed their gear on the seat then I noticed Anne said something to Julie. They both giggled then undid their towels at the same time, revealing their naked bodies underneath.

         It was a hot show. Even after two kids, Julie still has a sexy body with nice breasts and great looking pussy. Of course Anne still had a hot body too although it was now clearly obvious, she was pregnant. They stood there for a moment, totally bare for everyone to see, before they placed their towels on the seat behind them and headed towards the pool.

         It was kind of sexy seeing my wife walking around naked like that. I noticed she got some looks from many of the guys too. Stepping down the steps into the pool, she was facing a guy sitting down. He must have been looking straight up at her pussy. She caught him looking and just smiled as she went past. Later in the spa pool, she became a bit hot and sat beside Anne on the pool side, giving all of us in the pool a great view of her nakedness. I was surprised how relaxed she seemed to be about it too.

        Yes, it was fun going to a nude night like that. I must admit, I was a bit turned on by it. I think Julie was too. She was on to me as soon as we got into our room, back at Anne’s place.    

        I hear that after that they have cancelled Nude Night at the Parakai hot pools. No one seems to know why. There were plenty of people the night we went, but the pool management has just suddenly decided to end it.

         So now we have competed this story. I was unsure how Julie would take hearing about my sexual adventures with other girls, but she seemed fine about it. She even helped getting those parts reading better too. I don't know if we will write any more but for now this is where my story will end.

                                                       Brian and Julie.

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