Hi Reshma and Asami here.
This is long and complex story, stretching through five sections, spread over three volumes, so we have decided to put them all together on one page as a complete story.
Asami and I were given the task of creating this page. As each section of the Katrina story was published we added it here. We had to do some editing to make it into a continues story, we also added some other stories which we thought were relivent to the story of her passage from servant girl to swinging sexual partner. Since this page was a collection of the posts published in this blog we have given their publishing dates and links to them as well.
Finally, I want to say that this page would never have been possible if it wasn't for the good work Asami did uploading everything and in getting the HTML coding and links working.
Asami and I were given the task of creating this page. As each section of the Katrina story was published we added it here. We had to do some editing to make it into a continues story, we also added some other stories which we thought were relivent to the story of her passage from servant girl to swinging sexual partner. Since this page was a collection of the posts published in this blog we have given their publishing dates and links to them as well.
Finally, I want to say that this page would never have been possible if it wasn't for the good work Asami did uploading everything and in getting the HTML coding and links working.
Katrina's Story - Contents.
Katrina's Story - Section One.
The first section of the Katrina Story was divided into three parts for publishing. The first part introduces us to Katrina and tells us how she found out about the sexy activities Sarvesh and Amita were involved in, on their special weekends. The next two parts tell us how she joins the special weekends, finally joining in the fun and going naked as well.
Part A - Learning About Letters.Part B - The First Special Weekend.
Part C - The Second Special Weekend.
Katrina's Story - Section Two.
Once Katrina settles into the weekend activities she begins to enjoy the nude fun. She also begins reading the volumes of letters as well. This section takes us from where Section One left off, up until they are ready to leave on their holiday to the adult resort on the Great Barrier Reef. Of course, Katrina is going too, both to Australia and on to New Zealand as well.
Part A - Teaching Katrina to Massage.Part B - Preparing for the Trip.
Katrina's Story - Section Three.
The third section of the Katrina Story tells about her trip from their town in India to the Resort on Australia's Great Barrier Reef. Notice the welcome she receives from one of the New Zealand men. This section is much shorter than some of the previous sections because it was written to set the scene for the final stages of Katrina's journey to lose her virginity. We have included two short stories featuring Katrina to fill it out a bit.
Part A - My journey to Australia.Part B - Amita Gets Naughty.
Part C - Katrina's Nude Cruise.
Katrina's Story - Section Four.
Here it is, the fourth and final section of the Katrina Story. This is the section where she reveals her intentions to Mike and he agrees to help her. The first story tells how they shared an afternoon together on the nude side of the resort. The second story tells us about their night together when Katrina loses her vir.
Part A - My Date on the Nude Side.Part B - My Night with Mike.
Katrina's Story - Section One.
Part A - Learning About Letters.
(Published as Letter/Story 70 Part A - 18th October 2013.)
My name is Katrina; I work for Sarvesh and Amita as the servant in their house. Some of you will, of course, be surprised to be getting this letter sent from me. Since I am the centre of this adventure Amita thought it was very good for me to be writing it so she informed me to try it. But I must be the honest person and admitting that she and Hansini have helped me a lot with it too. I am very unknowing to doing a lot of writing, especially within the English so please excuse what I am writing.
Do you remember me? Unknown to me I have already been appearing in The Letters Book in two different letters. First, it was in Letter - 52 and then again in Letter - 56. But we will get to these soon.
Do you remember me? Unknown to me I have already been appearing in The Letters Book in two different letters. First, it was in Letter - 52 and then again in Letter - 56. But we will get to these soon.
Now to begin of my story. My father works for Sarvesh in one of his businesses as the builder. When I was seventeen and my schooling was finished my father got me a job working for Sarvesh as well. Now three years later, I was still doing my working there.
They were looking for somebody to help with their household. This job was mainly housework such as cleaning and helping in the kitchen. Being a servant is usually not a good job in India, but for Amita it is different. She is very nice for her staff and they pay good wages too. Since my family home was in another town this position was a live-in position, where I was sharing a small room with another girl in the servant’s quarters. Later, when that girl left, I had the room to myself but it was still very small.
Being always at the house, it meant when there were visitors at the house, which often was happening, there was the extra work for me helping with the serving for the guests. I was always happy to do this with the extra money being welcome.
They were looking for somebody to help with their household. This job was mainly housework such as cleaning and helping in the kitchen. Being a servant is usually not a good job in India, but for Amita it is different. She is very nice for her staff and they pay good wages too. Since my family home was in another town this position was a live-in position, where I was sharing a small room with another girl in the servant’s quarters. Later, when that girl left, I had the room to myself but it was still very small.
Being always at the house, it meant when there were visitors at the house, which often was happening, there was the extra work for me helping with the serving for the guests. I was always happy to do this with the extra money being welcome.
One day we came to know that there were some guests coming to stay from the country of New Zealand. I am sorry to admitting I was not really knowing where this country was until I was looking onto a map.
Well they arrived. There was one couple where an Indian woman was married to a European man. I later came to know them as Shanti and Mike. (A special Hi to you Mike) They were staying with some friends at another house down into the town.
A few days later two more couples arrived and these were both European couples from New Zealand as well. They stayed at the big house. This was a big event in the house and many of the staffs were interested in who these people were. I now know these couples were Steve and Sharon; Peter and Jenny.
When they arrived it was later into the evening and they went to bed early so I was not to see them until the next morning when I was helping serve the breakfast. It was interesting because these couples wanted different food and Amita was in the kitchen showing us how to prepare some of their foods. I tried some of their food and it tasted so plain, lacking any flavours compared to ours but then I suppose they were used to that.
They were happy and joking, particularly the men. When I was serving at the table they were speaking so fast it was hard to understand them but I must be honest and admit I shouldn’t have been listening. They were polite to me, even saying thank you when I placed something in front of them. Us girls were not used to guests doing that, they usually just ignored us and we are kept unseen.
Now to the event in Letter - 52. (Amita has not allowed me to read this letter yet until after I have made my story, then she says I can read.)
One night, Sarvesh and Amita suddenly changed their plans and went out with their quests for their dinner and evening. I heard Amita telling the cook that they would not be having the meal she cooked but to keep it as they would be eating it in the next day.
They had given all the staffs the holiday and even paid for some of us to stay at a comfortable hotel in the town. The instructions were for us to clean up for the evening before we went into the town.
Now I had my bag packed and was just to leave in the van with the other staffs when everybody arrived back at the house. Amita asked if I would mind staying to help her serve some drinks and some Indian snacks for all the guests. Later she would call a taxi for me to go into the town.
I was willing to help her. Amita and I were making the various drinks. I was not sure on these as I do not take much alcohol myself, so she was showing me. To my surprise Sarvesh was also helping too. I had never seen him working in the kitchen before. Now I think about it I cannot ever remember even seeing him within the kitchen although we often saw Amita there. Once we were ready, we each had a tray to take out. I knew everybody was at the main pool so I went out first. Amita then Sarvesh followed behind me.
As I entered the pool area I heard the splashing and the laughing so I knew they were doing the swimming. But I was shocking when I looked because everyone there was without their swimming clothes. They were all totally nude swimming in the pool both the men and also the women as well were nude.
What was more of a shock to me was the man I now know is called Mike was standing up high on the diving board and also he was completely nude too. When he saw me he jumped into the water but I had seen him before that.
I didn’t know what to do; I just stood there with the tray in my hand until Sarvesh told me to put the drinks at the table. He then told me to go back to the kitchen. As soon as I was out of sight I rushed back to the kitchen not knowing what to think. Soon Amita joined me and she sat down beside me. She was very calming with her words explaining to me about their different culture and I was not to worry or be upset in anyways by what I had witnessed.
I told it was more the shock on seeing but I was fine now. She smiled and patted me on the shoulder. Amita told me a taxi was due soon to take me into town. She did also warn me not to tell any person because in India many people would not be as understanding of what I had seen.
It was only a few days later and all our visitors were at the big house. I knew mostly they were playing games outside or sitting near the pool. For some reason, I cannot remember what, I went into the kitchen. And there he was. The European man I had seen a few days before. He was talking to the cook and asking her about Indian cooking and Indian spices. And she was telling too about the many different things of cooking.
He looked around as I entered and smiled at me. I was embarrassed to find him there and I left the kitchen as quickly as I could. The cook said later, I should have stayed and talked to him because he was a nice man. Maybe I should have. Maybe it was rude of me to be rushing off like that but like I am saying, I was embarrassed at seeing him.
The next event came in what Amita tells me is Letter - 56. In this letter I am again serving drinks around the pool. But this time they were all sitting and they were all dressed into their clothes too. I had to serve each drink to each person and when I came to give Mike his drink he said he was sorry for the other night. Like the cook said, I think that because he was showing concern for my feelings, just a servant girl, that he must be a very nice man. Maybe he also realised how embarrassed I had been in the kitchen at seeing him earlier too.
On this occasion we also had a very unusual request. I remember that we did have some unusual items to prepare. We had to make ice-cream cones. I had never done this before and they had to show how we were doing it, rolling the ice cream and placing it on cones. It was only later when I finally read Letter – 56 that I am realised why we made the ice creams. It was for something sexy Shanti was doing but then I did not know anything about that then.
Amita had brought the cones, a box of ice cream and a funny shaped spoon too. She asked us to make double scoop cones and she showed us a picture of two balls of ice cream on top of the cone. We tried but we were unable to make the balls. We asked Amita but she couldn’t show us either so the cook suggested that maybe one of the Europeans would know.
Amita agreed this was a good idea and soon she arrived back and Mike was with her. I was trying again to make an ice cream ball. Then Mike asked if I was having trouble. When I agreed I was he was telling how to do it but it still was going wrong. He then said one trick was to dip the scoop into water first. Then he told me to twist my wrist as I rolled the ice cream onto the scoop.
I looked back at him a bit confused.
"Here let me show you," he said.
He stepped up behind me and reached around to take my hand, then he was guiding my hand and we made a perfect ball. But I was also noticed that his body touched against my back and his deep voice close behind me, his breath close to my ear. I could smell his scent too. He then stood back, my hands were trembling but I made another one myself. I also felt strange in the area between my legs, like I had never felt strange before.
Mike and Amita left then and I showed the cook and another servant girl how to do it. I was standing watching them but I was still thinking about that man so close he was touching me. The cook noticed me distracted and asked if I was not feeling well. I said I wanted to lay down for a while and rushed off to my room. Even there I could still feel his strong hand holding mine. His body against mine and his voice softly telling me how to make the ice cream ball.
I did not realise until later that this was the first time in my life that I had become sexually aroused, had sexual feelings for a man, sexually turned on by a man. And it was with a man I never knew. A man from a different culture and a different country. At the time I couldn't understand or believe how my body was responding.
So that is my first times I came to know of some of the events found within The Letters Book but even at that time I did not know there was any such book.
Well they arrived. There was one couple where an Indian woman was married to a European man. I later came to know them as Shanti and Mike. (A special Hi to you Mike) They were staying with some friends at another house down into the town.
A few days later two more couples arrived and these were both European couples from New Zealand as well. They stayed at the big house. This was a big event in the house and many of the staffs were interested in who these people were. I now know these couples were Steve and Sharon; Peter and Jenny.
When they arrived it was later into the evening and they went to bed early so I was not to see them until the next morning when I was helping serve the breakfast. It was interesting because these couples wanted different food and Amita was in the kitchen showing us how to prepare some of their foods. I tried some of their food and it tasted so plain, lacking any flavours compared to ours but then I suppose they were used to that.
They were happy and joking, particularly the men. When I was serving at the table they were speaking so fast it was hard to understand them but I must be honest and admit I shouldn’t have been listening. They were polite to me, even saying thank you when I placed something in front of them. Us girls were not used to guests doing that, they usually just ignored us and we are kept unseen.
Now to the event in Letter - 52. (Amita has not allowed me to read this letter yet until after I have made my story, then she says I can read.)
One night, Sarvesh and Amita suddenly changed their plans and went out with their quests for their dinner and evening. I heard Amita telling the cook that they would not be having the meal she cooked but to keep it as they would be eating it in the next day.
They had given all the staffs the holiday and even paid for some of us to stay at a comfortable hotel in the town. The instructions were for us to clean up for the evening before we went into the town.
Now I had my bag packed and was just to leave in the van with the other staffs when everybody arrived back at the house. Amita asked if I would mind staying to help her serve some drinks and some Indian snacks for all the guests. Later she would call a taxi for me to go into the town.
I was willing to help her. Amita and I were making the various drinks. I was not sure on these as I do not take much alcohol myself, so she was showing me. To my surprise Sarvesh was also helping too. I had never seen him working in the kitchen before. Now I think about it I cannot ever remember even seeing him within the kitchen although we often saw Amita there. Once we were ready, we each had a tray to take out. I knew everybody was at the main pool so I went out first. Amita then Sarvesh followed behind me.
As I entered the pool area I heard the splashing and the laughing so I knew they were doing the swimming. But I was shocking when I looked because everyone there was without their swimming clothes. They were all totally nude swimming in the pool both the men and also the women as well were nude.
What was more of a shock to me was the man I now know is called Mike was standing up high on the diving board and also he was completely nude too. When he saw me he jumped into the water but I had seen him before that.
I didn’t know what to do; I just stood there with the tray in my hand until Sarvesh told me to put the drinks at the table. He then told me to go back to the kitchen. As soon as I was out of sight I rushed back to the kitchen not knowing what to think. Soon Amita joined me and she sat down beside me. She was very calming with her words explaining to me about their different culture and I was not to worry or be upset in anyways by what I had witnessed.
I told it was more the shock on seeing but I was fine now. She smiled and patted me on the shoulder. Amita told me a taxi was due soon to take me into town. She did also warn me not to tell any person because in India many people would not be as understanding of what I had seen.
It was only a few days later and all our visitors were at the big house. I knew mostly they were playing games outside or sitting near the pool. For some reason, I cannot remember what, I went into the kitchen. And there he was. The European man I had seen a few days before. He was talking to the cook and asking her about Indian cooking and Indian spices. And she was telling too about the many different things of cooking.
He looked around as I entered and smiled at me. I was embarrassed to find him there and I left the kitchen as quickly as I could. The cook said later, I should have stayed and talked to him because he was a nice man. Maybe I should have. Maybe it was rude of me to be rushing off like that but like I am saying, I was embarrassed at seeing him.
The next event came in what Amita tells me is Letter - 56. In this letter I am again serving drinks around the pool. But this time they were all sitting and they were all dressed into their clothes too. I had to serve each drink to each person and when I came to give Mike his drink he said he was sorry for the other night. Like the cook said, I think that because he was showing concern for my feelings, just a servant girl, that he must be a very nice man. Maybe he also realised how embarrassed I had been in the kitchen at seeing him earlier too.
On this occasion we also had a very unusual request. I remember that we did have some unusual items to prepare. We had to make ice-cream cones. I had never done this before and they had to show how we were doing it, rolling the ice cream and placing it on cones. It was only later when I finally read Letter – 56 that I am realised why we made the ice creams. It was for something sexy Shanti was doing but then I did not know anything about that then.
Amita had brought the cones, a box of ice cream and a funny shaped spoon too. She asked us to make double scoop cones and she showed us a picture of two balls of ice cream on top of the cone. We tried but we were unable to make the balls. We asked Amita but she couldn’t show us either so the cook suggested that maybe one of the Europeans would know.
Amita agreed this was a good idea and soon she arrived back and Mike was with her. I was trying again to make an ice cream ball. Then Mike asked if I was having trouble. When I agreed I was he was telling how to do it but it still was going wrong. He then said one trick was to dip the scoop into water first. Then he told me to twist my wrist as I rolled the ice cream onto the scoop.
I looked back at him a bit confused.
"Here let me show you," he said.
He stepped up behind me and reached around to take my hand, then he was guiding my hand and we made a perfect ball. But I was also noticed that his body touched against my back and his deep voice close behind me, his breath close to my ear. I could smell his scent too. He then stood back, my hands were trembling but I made another one myself. I also felt strange in the area between my legs, like I had never felt strange before.
Mike and Amita left then and I showed the cook and another servant girl how to do it. I was standing watching them but I was still thinking about that man so close he was touching me. The cook noticed me distracted and asked if I was not feeling well. I said I wanted to lay down for a while and rushed off to my room. Even there I could still feel his strong hand holding mine. His body against mine and his voice softly telling me how to make the ice cream ball.
I did not realise until later that this was the first time in my life that I had become sexually aroused, had sexual feelings for a man, sexually turned on by a man. And it was with a man I never knew. A man from a different culture and a different country. At the time I couldn't understand or believe how my body was responding.
So that is my first times I came to know of some of the events found within The Letters Book but even at that time I did not know there was any such book.
After nearly a year we were involved in a very large occasion up at the house and I came to know that two of Sarvesh’s friends were leaving India to live in New Zealand. This was a very big good-bye function which many important people from the town were invited also because the man had been head of the biggest tourist attraction in the town, The Game Reserve.
I remember that before this we were very busy preparing and afterwards there was a lot to do as well. I also remember they had to get in extra staffs to help.
After that we began to get these days off regularly. Some of the staffs wondered why but I was sure that they wanted us away so they could have a private party with their guests. Of course I never told what I thought but just said how nice it was for them to be giving us the time off too.
About a month later I was doing the cleaning in the master bedroom. I thought they had both left in a hurry to attend some event in the town. When I was in the room I noticed a very large photograph album open on the bed. I know there are many photographs and albums around the house but I had never seen this before.
I had to move it to straighten the bed sheets and when I did I looked down at the open page. There were photos of two couples at the seaside on the beach. They were wearing clothes but what attracted me was who they were. There was the Indian couple who recently had left for New Zealand. Joseph I think his name was and his wife I now know is Lizamoa. Also in the photos were the New Zealand couple Mike and Shanti, the New Zealand Indian girl.
Out of interest I turned the page and there were the same two couples again but this time they were nude. I could even see that there were other people on the beach also nude. I was thinking, ‘So this must be what Amita was telling me about how the culture was different in New Zealand.’ Staring at the picture I was wondering how people were even willing to share bathing together without their clothes.
I must have been standing there for a few minutes, in my day-dream when suddenly I heard someone behind me. I looked and Amita was standing there watching me. I am not sure but I think she may have been there for a while.
“Misses!” I gasped in the shock at seeing her.
“Oh, I’m sorry Katrina. We left that out by mistake.”
She reached to take the album from me and then caught sight of what I was looking at. She saw the large photo of Mike and Shanti standing together nude, facing the camera.
She smiled. “I see you’re looking at Mike again.”
I did not know how to answer. I had been caught with their private things. I knew I was in serious trouble. I was expecting her to be angry and I knew I would probably lose my job.
But she did not appear as angry. Not closing the album she looked down at the large photo of Mike and his wife together. I saw a slight smile on her face and for a moment she looked to be thinking a distant thought. Maybe a memory from sometime she had been with them. Suddenly she came back to the present, looking again at me before her eyes drifted back to the photograph.
“He is a handsome man isn’t he? They make a handsome couple.”
I did not know how to answer so I just nodded my head.
She closed the album gently, almost lovingly and placing it back on the bed. Then she turned to me with a smile. I was confused. Was she angry – no it did not appear like it! Well maybe upset with me – no not that either? She must have seen the worry look on my face.
“Do not be worried,” she told me. “I will speak to Sarvesh.”
“Will he be angry with me? Will he be taking my job away?”
“No! No! Nothing like that.” she replied as she placed a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t be worried. Nobody is going to lose their job.”
I managed to give her a small smile as I looked at her.
She must have noticed tears in my eyes because she handed me a handkerchief. “Here now, wipe those eyes and go on with your work now. That’s a good girl.”
As I finished my work in the bedroom I saw Amita take the large leather album from the bed and place it in a cupboard, locking the door. I had sometimes wondered what they kept in that cupboard and well now I knew.
I remember that before this we were very busy preparing and afterwards there was a lot to do as well. I also remember they had to get in extra staffs to help.
After that we began to get these days off regularly. Some of the staffs wondered why but I was sure that they wanted us away so they could have a private party with their guests. Of course I never told what I thought but just said how nice it was for them to be giving us the time off too.
About a month later I was doing the cleaning in the master bedroom. I thought they had both left in a hurry to attend some event in the town. When I was in the room I noticed a very large photograph album open on the bed. I know there are many photographs and albums around the house but I had never seen this before.
I had to move it to straighten the bed sheets and when I did I looked down at the open page. There were photos of two couples at the seaside on the beach. They were wearing clothes but what attracted me was who they were. There was the Indian couple who recently had left for New Zealand. Joseph I think his name was and his wife I now know is Lizamoa. Also in the photos were the New Zealand couple Mike and Shanti, the New Zealand Indian girl.
Out of interest I turned the page and there were the same two couples again but this time they were nude. I could even see that there were other people on the beach also nude. I was thinking, ‘So this must be what Amita was telling me about how the culture was different in New Zealand.’ Staring at the picture I was wondering how people were even willing to share bathing together without their clothes.
I must have been standing there for a few minutes, in my day-dream when suddenly I heard someone behind me. I looked and Amita was standing there watching me. I am not sure but I think she may have been there for a while.
“Misses!” I gasped in the shock at seeing her.
“Oh, I’m sorry Katrina. We left that out by mistake.”
She reached to take the album from me and then caught sight of what I was looking at. She saw the large photo of Mike and Shanti standing together nude, facing the camera.
She smiled. “I see you’re looking at Mike again.”
I did not know how to answer. I had been caught with their private things. I knew I was in serious trouble. I was expecting her to be angry and I knew I would probably lose my job.
But she did not appear as angry. Not closing the album she looked down at the large photo of Mike and his wife together. I saw a slight smile on her face and for a moment she looked to be thinking a distant thought. Maybe a memory from sometime she had been with them. Suddenly she came back to the present, looking again at me before her eyes drifted back to the photograph.
“He is a handsome man isn’t he? They make a handsome couple.”
I did not know how to answer so I just nodded my head.
She closed the album gently, almost lovingly and placing it back on the bed. Then she turned to me with a smile. I was confused. Was she angry – no it did not appear like it! Well maybe upset with me – no not that either? She must have seen the worry look on my face.
“Do not be worried,” she told me. “I will speak to Sarvesh.”
“Will he be angry with me? Will he be taking my job away?”
“No! No! Nothing like that.” she replied as she placed a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t be worried. Nobody is going to lose their job.”
I managed to give her a small smile as I looked at her.
She must have noticed tears in my eyes because she handed me a handkerchief. “Here now, wipe those eyes and go on with your work now. That’s a good girl.”
As I finished my work in the bedroom I saw Amita take the large leather album from the bed and place it in a cupboard, locking the door. I had sometimes wondered what they kept in that cupboard and well now I knew.
That night I was sitting in my room thinking about what had happened. I was surprised about her reaction to me. Not upset, not anger, only her usual loving kindness. But I then remembered that she said she would be informing her husband.
With The Master, it would be different. Yes, he was always nice to me but then I never really got to talk with him much and never did anything wrong. But he wanted things done his way. He was a good boss but I knew could be tough when he needed to be. I thought he would see things differently. Once I had witnessed him angry with a staff member who was a driver. That man had used a car for a personal reason and Sarvesh had been very angry at him and quickly finished his employment in the house.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door then our cook put her head inside. “The Master is asking for you Katrina. He wants you to go to his office. You better go right now,” she said with a worried look.
“Was he looking for me,” I asked.
“Yes, he spoke with The Misses as soon as he came home and then she came straight to me asking for you. Nobody has seen him after that. He went straight into his office. This is trouble if I’m not mistaken.”
“Oh!” I replied.
Then still looking worried she asked, “What has happened Katrina? What have you done?”
Not wanting to talk about it I lowered my head so she couldn’t see my face then I said, “I will go there now.”
I slipped on my jacket. Luckily I was still wearing my uniform too. Smoothing my hair quickly I went upstairs to the office. Employees and staff hardly ever went into the office and only one was allowed to clean there. For the rest of the time, it was always kept locked. Anyone being called to Sarvesh’s office usually meant something serious was happening. Normal instructions to us came from the House Manager. Tonight he was asking to talk directly to me. I became scared!
I stood at the heavy wooden door trying to get up with courage. Finally, I said to myself I will bravely face whatever was coming to me. If I lose my job well that is what must happen. Taking a deep breath I knocked on the door.
“Come,” I heard from inside the room.
I opened the door a stepped in. There was Sarvesh, sitting at his large desk some papers in his hand.
“Ahh, Katrina. Come. Come. Take a seat.”
I wanted to stand; I would have been more comfortable like that. Anyway how long will it take for him to say get your things and go? Once before when they had dismissed the driver, that man had left the house immediately without even getting to say goodbye to any of us. So I knew when it came it would be over quickly.
But gently I sat on the edge of the seat.
He put the papers aside and smiled, looking up at me.
Ahh, Katrina. You have given us good service for – how long is it you have been with us?
“Two and half years Sir,”
“Really? As long as that? Yes, as I was saying you have been a good employee, given good service. Yes….., very good service. Worked hard, never any doubts about your good work.”
There was silence for a few moments and I could see he was gathering his thoughts. I thought this is it. This is where I lose my job.
“Now Amita tells me that you accidentally come to discover some photos in our bedroom today,” he said.
“Yes Sir. It was a photograph album…… I found it open on the...”
“Yes! Yes, we left it open by mistake.”
“I’m sorry Sir.” I blurted out as tears came to my eyes. “I didn’t mean to look... But it was open on the bed... I had to straighten the bedsheets... I never intended looking at your private...”
“Yes! Yes! Amita has told me this... I fully understand...” he began before he looked up and saw my tears.
“Now! Now, Katrina. There is no need for tears, now.”
For the second time that day, I found myself excepting a handkerchief, excepting kindness form someone who I was expecting anger.
“Why all these tears?” he asked. Then suddenly he realised what I was thinking. “Oh my dear! We are not angry with you. Quite the contrary in fact. If we should be angry with anyone then it should be with ourselves. We left the album out in front of you. No! No! I didn’t get you in here to punish you. I wanted you to come because I have… we have something to ask of you.”
I wiped away the tears and looked up at him. He was smiling back at me. I didn’t know what to think now. This interview wasn’t going the way I thought a dismissal interview should have gone.
“What Amita and I want to ask is….. Well we want you to do some extra work for us. Extra work... Beyond your usual duties... Paid work of course.”
I nodded, still not knowing what he was talking about.
Then he began to explain. “You know more recently we have been having staff days off where we send you all off for a day on full pay. Well as you know more than the other staff I am sure you realise partly this is to give us the house for our own privacy with our guests. Knowing what you saw today and at the swimming pool I am sure you can see why we want this privacy.”
“Yes, Sir,” I replied. “I thought it might be something like that. Really, Sir, I have kept this idea all to myself.”
“Yes, of course, you have. We entirely trust you. There is no question that you haven’t. What we want to know is….. Would you be willing to work for us during these weekends?”
He paused for moment as if he expected me to answer. I was still shocked, I did not know what to say.
When I didn’t he went on.
“We need somebody to get meals ready, serve drinks and snacks and be ready for any other small tasks we might ask of you. The duties will be light s. Mainly it will just be being on call when we require you. Amita and I do this work now but it is taking us away from our guests. And, of course, we will pay you for the whole time…At, ahhh…. twice your normal rate. How does that sound?”
Yes I was really shocked now! Here I was expecting to be dismissed and they were offering me extra work. I could not believe what I was hearing.
“Well Katrina. What do you think?”
I was just about to nod yes when I heard the door click shut behind me. I turned to see Amita coming towards the desk.
She must have heard most of what he had told me because she added. “Of course am sure you realise that these weekends are adult people having adult activities. I’m sure you know what we mean. Sometimes we and our quests might be with our clothing off in the pool too.”
Looking at her I said, “Yes I thought that will happen.”
I thought for a moment and then asked, “What about me? Do I need to have my clothes off as well?”
“Oh no! No! Of course you don’t.” said Sarvesh. “We don’t want you to think that. Now we do not want you to wear your normal uniform but instead wear casual clothing or a sari, anything you are comfortable with.”
“Oh,” I said feeling a bit relieved.
I made my mind to take their offer.
I knew what they wanted me to do. The work sounded easy. I could do with making some more money as well. As for the adult activities, well I had walked in on that group the other day. It had been a shock not expecting it but afterwards it really wasn’t that bad. And of course if I took drinks out to the pool I knew what to expect now. I am sure I could deal with seeing a few naked bodies.
Then Amita asked, “We are looking for somebody else to help you but we are unsure about any of the other staff. Do you know of anybody who we could trust?”
I thought about my best friend Elizabeth. She had a job in town and it was very poor pay. I knew she would be glad of some extra work.
“Yes,” I replied. “I think my friend might be interested in some extra money. Do you want me I ask her?”
“Yes, if you think we can trust her to protect our privacy.”
Then Sarvesh deepened his voice, becoming the stern Master again as he added, “Now Katrina, we need to get this resolved as soon as possible. We are planning our next weekend in two weeks’ time. If you need time off to see your friend just tell me and I will clear it with the House Manager.”
So that was what happened. They arranged with the House Manager for me to take some sudden paid family leave the following day. That explained why I needed time off but also explained why I had a meeting with Sarvesh and Amita that evening. Obviously they gave me the news.
I went into town and spoke to Elizabeth and told her about the job. She was happy to help me with it. She was a bit surprised when I told her about why they wanted privacy but she just laughed and said she was Ok with that. She even added that it might be a bit of fun to see what goes on too. I had not voiced such a thing until then but I was a little bit interested too.
They were arranging our first weekend for two weeks’ time. Amita took me aside and gave me more details on what they wanted. The staffs are not to know that Elizabeth and I would be anywhere near the house or even working on that day.
Our pay would not to be paid by the House Manager who usually paid us and directed all the affairs of staffs in the house including the drivers and garden workers. We would be paid directly by Sarvesh himself.
Published as Letter/Story 70 Part B - 25th October, 2013.
With The Master, it would be different. Yes, he was always nice to me but then I never really got to talk with him much and never did anything wrong. But he wanted things done his way. He was a good boss but I knew could be tough when he needed to be. I thought he would see things differently. Once I had witnessed him angry with a staff member who was a driver. That man had used a car for a personal reason and Sarvesh had been very angry at him and quickly finished his employment in the house.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door then our cook put her head inside. “The Master is asking for you Katrina. He wants you to go to his office. You better go right now,” she said with a worried look.
“Was he looking for me,” I asked.
“Yes, he spoke with The Misses as soon as he came home and then she came straight to me asking for you. Nobody has seen him after that. He went straight into his office. This is trouble if I’m not mistaken.”
“Oh!” I replied.
Then still looking worried she asked, “What has happened Katrina? What have you done?”
Not wanting to talk about it I lowered my head so she couldn’t see my face then I said, “I will go there now.”
I slipped on my jacket. Luckily I was still wearing my uniform too. Smoothing my hair quickly I went upstairs to the office. Employees and staff hardly ever went into the office and only one was allowed to clean there. For the rest of the time, it was always kept locked. Anyone being called to Sarvesh’s office usually meant something serious was happening. Normal instructions to us came from the House Manager. Tonight he was asking to talk directly to me. I became scared!
I stood at the heavy wooden door trying to get up with courage. Finally, I said to myself I will bravely face whatever was coming to me. If I lose my job well that is what must happen. Taking a deep breath I knocked on the door.
“Come,” I heard from inside the room.
I opened the door a stepped in. There was Sarvesh, sitting at his large desk some papers in his hand.
“Ahh, Katrina. Come. Come. Take a seat.”
I wanted to stand; I would have been more comfortable like that. Anyway how long will it take for him to say get your things and go? Once before when they had dismissed the driver, that man had left the house immediately without even getting to say goodbye to any of us. So I knew when it came it would be over quickly.
But gently I sat on the edge of the seat.
He put the papers aside and smiled, looking up at me.
Ahh, Katrina. You have given us good service for – how long is it you have been with us?
“Two and half years Sir,”
“Really? As long as that? Yes, as I was saying you have been a good employee, given good service. Yes….., very good service. Worked hard, never any doubts about your good work.”
There was silence for a few moments and I could see he was gathering his thoughts. I thought this is it. This is where I lose my job.
“Now Amita tells me that you accidentally come to discover some photos in our bedroom today,” he said.
“Yes Sir. It was a photograph album…… I found it open on the...”
“Yes! Yes, we left it open by mistake.”
“I’m sorry Sir.” I blurted out as tears came to my eyes. “I didn’t mean to look... But it was open on the bed... I had to straighten the bedsheets... I never intended looking at your private...”
“Yes! Yes! Amita has told me this... I fully understand...” he began before he looked up and saw my tears.
“Now! Now, Katrina. There is no need for tears, now.”
For the second time that day, I found myself excepting a handkerchief, excepting kindness form someone who I was expecting anger.
“Why all these tears?” he asked. Then suddenly he realised what I was thinking. “Oh my dear! We are not angry with you. Quite the contrary in fact. If we should be angry with anyone then it should be with ourselves. We left the album out in front of you. No! No! I didn’t get you in here to punish you. I wanted you to come because I have… we have something to ask of you.”
I wiped away the tears and looked up at him. He was smiling back at me. I didn’t know what to think now. This interview wasn’t going the way I thought a dismissal interview should have gone.
“What Amita and I want to ask is….. Well we want you to do some extra work for us. Extra work... Beyond your usual duties... Paid work of course.”
I nodded, still not knowing what he was talking about.
Then he began to explain. “You know more recently we have been having staff days off where we send you all off for a day on full pay. Well as you know more than the other staff I am sure you realise partly this is to give us the house for our own privacy with our guests. Knowing what you saw today and at the swimming pool I am sure you can see why we want this privacy.”
“Yes, Sir,” I replied. “I thought it might be something like that. Really, Sir, I have kept this idea all to myself.”
“Yes, of course, you have. We entirely trust you. There is no question that you haven’t. What we want to know is….. Would you be willing to work for us during these weekends?”
He paused for moment as if he expected me to answer. I was still shocked, I did not know what to say.
When I didn’t he went on.
“We need somebody to get meals ready, serve drinks and snacks and be ready for any other small tasks we might ask of you. The duties will be light s. Mainly it will just be being on call when we require you. Amita and I do this work now but it is taking us away from our guests. And, of course, we will pay you for the whole time…At, ahhh…. twice your normal rate. How does that sound?”
Yes I was really shocked now! Here I was expecting to be dismissed and they were offering me extra work. I could not believe what I was hearing.
“Well Katrina. What do you think?”
I was just about to nod yes when I heard the door click shut behind me. I turned to see Amita coming towards the desk.
She must have heard most of what he had told me because she added. “Of course am sure you realise that these weekends are adult people having adult activities. I’m sure you know what we mean. Sometimes we and our quests might be with our clothing off in the pool too.”
Looking at her I said, “Yes I thought that will happen.”
I thought for a moment and then asked, “What about me? Do I need to have my clothes off as well?”
“Oh no! No! Of course you don’t.” said Sarvesh. “We don’t want you to think that. Now we do not want you to wear your normal uniform but instead wear casual clothing or a sari, anything you are comfortable with.”
“Oh,” I said feeling a bit relieved.
I made my mind to take their offer.
I knew what they wanted me to do. The work sounded easy. I could do with making some more money as well. As for the adult activities, well I had walked in on that group the other day. It had been a shock not expecting it but afterwards it really wasn’t that bad. And of course if I took drinks out to the pool I knew what to expect now. I am sure I could deal with seeing a few naked bodies.
Then Amita asked, “We are looking for somebody else to help you but we are unsure about any of the other staff. Do you know of anybody who we could trust?”
I thought about my best friend Elizabeth. She had a job in town and it was very poor pay. I knew she would be glad of some extra work.
“Yes,” I replied. “I think my friend might be interested in some extra money. Do you want me I ask her?”
“Yes, if you think we can trust her to protect our privacy.”
Then Sarvesh deepened his voice, becoming the stern Master again as he added, “Now Katrina, we need to get this resolved as soon as possible. We are planning our next weekend in two weeks’ time. If you need time off to see your friend just tell me and I will clear it with the House Manager.”
So that was what happened. They arranged with the House Manager for me to take some sudden paid family leave the following day. That explained why I needed time off but also explained why I had a meeting with Sarvesh and Amita that evening. Obviously they gave me the news.
I went into town and spoke to Elizabeth and told her about the job. She was happy to help me with it. She was a bit surprised when I told her about why they wanted privacy but she just laughed and said she was Ok with that. She even added that it might be a bit of fun to see what goes on too. I had not voiced such a thing until then but I was a little bit interested too.
They were arranging our first weekend for two weeks’ time. Amita took me aside and gave me more details on what they wanted. The staffs are not to know that Elizabeth and I would be anywhere near the house or even working on that day.
Our pay would not to be paid by the House Manager who usually paid us and directed all the affairs of staffs in the house including the drivers and garden workers. We would be paid directly by Sarvesh himself.
Part B - The First Special Weekend.
Letter/Story 70 Part B Letter/Story 70 Part B Background
Published as Letter/Story 70 Part B - 25th October, 2013.
On the Friday evening Elizabeth arrived and was dropped off at the gate after 5pm. She walked through the lower garden gate left open for her and locking it behind her. She came in through the back door of the guest house to wait there for me. Nobody was seen by her because everybody was getting ready to leave in the van.
I knew Sarvesh and Amita of course. There was another couple who I had often seen visiting at the house, a business man called Jeevan and his wife Mandara. Then there was a man who they said was Head Game Keeper in the Game Reserve, called Mootie and his wife Hansini. The finally was the last couple Brian who once worked here as a gardener, but he left not long after I started and his wife Mega.
I made a show of packing a small bag as per usual but just before the van arrived to take the staffs into the town I was slipped away to join Elizabeth into the guest house. I was surprised how easy I slipped away unnoticed just like Sarvesh said it would be. But I did notice Amita greeting all the staffs and wishing them a happy day off. She does not usually do this and so I knew she was helping take the attention from me.
Since the guest house was close to the main driveway we heard the van leave and not long after two other vehicles arrive. We heard the main gate roll shut and close with a clang. With the gate-man away in the van, I wondered who operated it, then Amita appeared in the guest house.
"Did you close the gate?" I asked her.
"Yes Katrina, who else would do it?"
"I didn't know you could do such a thing," I replied which was a bit cheeky.
"Katrina, I know more about this house than you could believe."
She smiled when she saw the confusion on my face.
"Did you close the gate?" I asked her.
"Yes Katrina, who else would do it?"
"I didn't know you could do such a thing," I replied which was a bit cheeky.
"Katrina, I know more about this house than you could believe."
She smiled when she saw the confusion on my face.
“Now,” she said, changing the subject. “You cannot go back into the servant’s quarters because the House Manager may notice somebody has stayed there so we have arranged for you to stay in the main house tonight and tomorrow night.”
She looked at me, “Katrina have you packed your overnight bag like I asked?”
I nodded yes.
“Good girl,” she said. Then she smiled, “And we did that without any of them knowing you were staying behind. That was fun too. A bit like a secret spy game wasn’t it.”
Then she looked at Elizabeth. “You must be Elizabeth. I am Amita,” she said smiling as she held out her hand."
“I am sure Katrina has told you what is happening so all I’ll say is welcome to our house and I hope you have a nice stay even if you are doing some work for us.”
“Thank you, Misses,” said Elizabeth.
She gave a nod, almost like a bow which caused Amita to smile.
She gave a nod, almost like a bow which caused Amita to smile.
“Now Katrina, our guests have already arrived. We are planning dinner at about seven o’clock," she began. "Before then we will be with them in the main lounge. Girls, take your bags to the kitchen for the moment until we know where you will be staying. Katrina, you were helping cook with the meal today. You know what she prepared so have it ready to serve on time. Elizabeth you can help Katrina. She will show you where everything is.”
She went to the door and then suddenly stopped, “Oh Sarvesh told me to give you these.” And she handed us each an envelope and I knew our wages were inside. I couldn’t believe it; they paid us even before we did any work!
Then she was gone.
When we went through the house to the kitchen we heard voices in the main lounge as we passed, but the door was closed.
Elizabeth was impressed with the house. “It is such a big house and so beautiful inside,” she said.
“Yes, it is.” I agreed. Then I added, “But wait until you see the rest of it upstairs, it is even better.”
She was admiring the statues, the paintings and many other items I just take as normal, until finally, I had to ask her to hurry up.
We went on into the kitchen, again Elizabeth was amazed. It was a big kitchen, as well as the traditional cooking they had modern Western-type stoves and ovens. At the back there was a whole room for the chill-room with fridges and freezers. Once again it was now normal for me because I was working in there almost every day with my house duties.
We made sure everything was heated and ready to serve at seven, then began by laying out the large table in the dining room for eight people.
Just before seven, Amita appeared. She was now wearing a pale blue nightie now which was clearly see-through as well. All she was wearing underneath were some tiny G-string panties.
Elizabeth was impressed with the house. “It is such a big house and so beautiful inside,” she said.
“Yes, it is.” I agreed. Then I added, “But wait until you see the rest of it upstairs, it is even better.”
She was admiring the statues, the paintings and many other items I just take as normal, until finally, I had to ask her to hurry up.
We went on into the kitchen, again Elizabeth was amazed. It was a big kitchen, as well as the traditional cooking they had modern Western-type stoves and ovens. At the back there was a whole room for the chill-room with fridges and freezers. Once again it was now normal for me because I was working in there almost every day with my house duties.
We made sure everything was heated and ready to serve at seven, then began by laying out the large table in the dining room for eight people.
Just before seven, Amita appeared. She was now wearing a pale blue nightie now which was clearly see-through as well. All she was wearing underneath were some tiny G-string panties.
“OK girls. Are you ready to go?”
“Yes Misses,” I replied.
“Very good,” she replied. “And by the way Katrina, Sarvesh wants you to address us as Sarvesh and Amita for these weekends. No more Sir and Misses. Is that OK?”
“Yes, Amita” I replied. It seemed strange calling her that.
Then she caught Elizabeth looking at her. She smiled. “We are having a naughty nightie and underwear night. Do you like my outfit? Do you think they will like it?”
No knowing what to say Elizabeth just nodded.
When Amita disappeared Elizabeth asked me. “Will they all be dressed like that?’
“I don’t know. I expect so,” I said with a giggle. Then I added, “It might be fun to see if they are.”
We were taking care of the final details when the guests came in. And yes they were all wearing their sexy clothing too. Amita wasn’t the only one wearing see-through too and some of the guys wore daring things too. We had just finished placing the food on the table and most of the guests were seated when Sarvesh finally arrived. He was wearing a long shirt made out of mesh which clearly revealed his body underneath. He just wore a tiny G-string underneath which barely covered him in front.
The guests clapped him and he posed for them turning around to give the full effect for them. Then he took his seat at the head of the table while Amita sat facing him at the other end.
Looking over at us he said, “Thank you for the meal girls. You are Elizabeth?"
She nodded, giving a slight bow to acknowledge him.
"Welcome to my house.”
"Welcome to my house.”
Then he looked over the table and said, “Katrina why isn’t there not a place set for you and Elizabeth? We were expecting you would be joining us.”
Before I could say anything Amita replied. “I think the girls might want to eat in the kitchen tonight dear.”
“Of course,” he replied. “I entirely understand.”
We finished serving and went back to the kitchen.
“Did you see what they were wearing?” Elizabeth giggled to me.
“Yes they were so sexy.... so revealing weren’t they?”
Then she lowered her voice and said, "Think these weekends are going to be fun."
I smiled at that. I had to agree with her on that one.
Then she lowered her voice and said, "Think these weekends are going to be fun."
I smiled at that. I had to agree with her on that one.
We had our meal and after they had finished we cleared away the table and then cleaned up in the kitchen. We were just about finished when Amita appeared again. She has this habit of walking so silently that it seems like it too, she suddenly appears.
“I hope you were not too shocked with our costumes.” she giggled. “Now in about an hour we will be serving drinks and snacks. After that you are free for the rest of the evening. Is that OK?”
“Yes of course.” I said. Then I added, “Oh Misses---- sorry I mean Amita."
I saw Amita smile at that. Then I continued. "Where will we be sleeping?”
I saw Amita smile at that. Then I continued. "Where will we be sleeping?”
“Oh yes, I forgot to tell you didn’t I.” She laughed and then added, “You will be staying in our room, the master bedroom.”
“But that is your room. We can’t sleep there.”
“No Katrina, I told you these weekends are different. We want you to use that room.”
“But where will you be sleeping?”
“Not there.... that room is best for you both. It is away from other parts of the house. I will be sleeping somewhere…. Somewhere else….I expect. That is if I get any sleep,” she giggled. “And by the way you are welcome to use the spa pool tonight too.”
We served the drinks and snacks and then returned the trays to the kitchen. We then went up to the master bedroom.
As I had told her the second floor was even more impressive than the first. There was the medieval soldier with armour at the top of the main stairs like a guard. The two beautiful lions, real ones, not statues, who seemed to be guarding one passageway to the side. I told Elizabeth it was my job to dust these each week.
We took that passageway between the lions that led to a large wooden door. This was the entry to the master bedroom area. It was always kept tightly locked. To enter you had to take the key from the House Manager so we could do our house tasks within there.
Today the door was unlocked so we went inside. Elizabeth was very impressed. There was our own bathroom and area to sit and watch TV and of course that massive bed. I showed her the spa garden outside.
As I had told her the second floor was even more impressive than the first. There was the medieval soldier with armour at the top of the main stairs like a guard. The two beautiful lions, real ones, not statues, who seemed to be guarding one passageway to the side. I told Elizabeth it was my job to dust these each week.
We took that passageway between the lions that led to a large wooden door. This was the entry to the master bedroom area. It was always kept tightly locked. To enter you had to take the key from the House Manager so we could do our house tasks within there.
Today the door was unlocked so we went inside. Elizabeth was very impressed. There was our own bathroom and area to sit and watch TV and of course that massive bed. I showed her the spa garden outside.
Just then there was a knock on the door. I opened it and Sarvesh was there. “Sorry to disturb you girls, I have to retrieve something first.”
He went to the small cupboard then unlocking it he got out two large books with black leather covers. He then went to the door. “Well girls, enjoy your evening. Amita wants you to be ready for breakfast at eight.”
He almost went out the door and then stopped. “Oh Katrina, one more thing. Did Amita say you can use the spa pool too?”
Without waiting for an answer he went on. “We have some oil in the water so don’t wear any clothing. It will be ruined. Lock the door after me and nobody will be in this end of the house OK? It will be completely private.”
Then he was gone. I went across and clicked the lock on the door. I turned around and she was smiling.
“Look at this place it is better than even a hotel.” She skipped across the floor and hugged me. “Thank you Katrina for asking me.”
We had brought some soft drinks and some finger snacks with us too. We sat down in the soft couch to watch the TV for a while. When Elizabeth started going through the channels she discovered nearly 20 of them. I didn’t know there were so many. We even found a bit naughty one too.
“Shall we watch this one?” she laughed. “I want to see what it is like.”
“OK,” I said. “But then I want to try the spa pool.”
“What Katrina. Without anything on?”
“Why not? We are both girls and the door is locked so no one else can come in and see us.”
“Ok,” she giggled like a little school girl. “Let’s try it now?”
Elizabeth went into the bathroom and a few minutes later came out with a towel wrapped around her. I went in and quickly undressed. Taking a towel I wrapped it around me as well and then I joined Elizabeth in the bedroom.
“Come on,” she said pulling open the slider door and stepping outside into the small hidden garden.
She went to the spa and put a hand in the water. ‘Ouu it feels so nice.”
Turning away from me she opened the towel letting it drop to the ground. She was completely naked underneath. I’d been friends with Elizabeth for a long time but I had never seen her naked before and I watched as she climbed into the pool. Then she turned to see I still hadn’t moved.
“Come on hurry up. The water is lovely.”
I quickly stripped off my towel and joined Elizabeth in the water. As I climbed in I was conscious of her watching me. Being naked like that I was feeling shy, even in front of just another girl. But then I slipped down into the warm water. It was so nice. The water felt a bit different, sort of oily like Sarvesh said.
“I wonder what they use to make the water so nice?” I asked.
“I don’t know but it's nice isn’t it.”
“Oh there are bubble jets too. Do you want to try?”
“OK let’s turn them on.”
I pushed a button on the pool side and jets of bubbles came out all over the pool. It felt so nice and as I lay back against the side of the pool. I looked over at Elizabeth and saw she was doing the same. As she lay back against her side of the pool and I could see the dark nipples of her breasts just breaking the surface.
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw me looking at her. She looked down following to where my eyes had been looking and then smiled, slipping down slightly lower into the water.
“This is nice in this pool, don’t you think,” she said. “And I think it is a tiny bit naughty being naked outside in the pool.”
I didn’t answer. I just nodded my head. But I did agree with her there, it was a bit naughty, well actually for me, very naughty.
Suddenly she said, “Katrina, what do you think they are doing now?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “Probably having some fun, I bet.”
“Maybe they are having an orgy?” she giggled with her voice lowered.
“What makes you say that?” I asked looking at her with interest.
“Well, Amita did say she might not get much sleep tonight and she didn’t seem to know where she was going to sleep. Maybe she also doesn’t know who she will be sleeping with.”
“Elizabeth!”
“Well they aren’t all wearing sexy clothing for nothing are they?”
“I suppose not.”
I must be a bit naïve because I didn’t even think about that. I just thought they would be doing a bit of nude swimming and things like that. But when I thought about it I began to think maybe Elizabeth was right too. Maybe there was more to these private weekends than just a bit of nude swimming.
After our spa we just showered off the oily water and then without putting anything on we just slipped into bed under the sheet. I have never slept nude in a bed before and it felt so nice being like that with the cool sheets against my naked body in that nice soft bed.
After watching TV for a while we then fell asleep. It was a lovely bed and I had a lovely sleep.
Next morning I woke to find myself on my side with my back against Elizabeth. I could feel her warm body and naked breasts pressed against my back. But what surprised me was her arm which lay across me with her hand cupping my breast. What was she doing I thought? Was she touching me while I was asleep?
I gently moved her hand and tried to pull away from her to get up but she felt me moving and woke up.
“Good morning, Katrina,” Elizabeth said dreamily.
“Good morning, Elizabeth. How did you sleep?”
“Oh wonderful,” she said. “This bed is so comfortable isn’t it?”
I wanted to relax and enjoy it too but I felt important to get started on the work we needed to do before the guests came to breakfast.
“Come on, it’s getting late Elizabeth, we better be going now. I’ll just take a shower first and then you can follow me.”
I had my shower and then got dressed putting on a T-shirt and jeans. Elizabeth also wore jeans as well. We then went down to begin preparing the breakfast. To my surprise Amita was already there. She had the coffee made, breakfast was ready and table laid out too.
“Why didn’t you call us Amita? We could have helped you,” I said.
“It is Ok,” she replied. “I was awake so I decided to come down anyway.”
She poured us each a cup of coffee and sat down beside us. It seemed to be a bit strange that we had been paid to do the work she had just done. Here was Amita now serving us, pouring coffee for us. This is a bit different too, I thought, we should have been serving for her, not her serving for us.
“Now I want to talk with you and prepare you for what is happening today,” she began. “After breakfast we will be outside with our guests while it is cooler playing games like tennis. At around 10:30 we will be serving morning tea. We will have coffee or tea and see those small crackers over there. What you will need to do is put some cheese and pickle on each one just before they come out. Use that special cheese I brought in the market yesterday. You know the one Katrina.”
She then continued. “For the rest of the morning we will be outside but as it gets hotter we will go to the pool. Maybe take a swim before lunch at about 1pm. Cook has already made the lunch so you’ll just need to heat some of it up. For lunch we will be serving the special white wine which is in the chill room.
After lunch we will again be out under the shade by the pool and maybe more swimming. I will tell you about the evening meal later but just keep in mind that we will be serving refreshments, drinks and snacks during the afternoon.
Now after cleaning up from breakfast you are free until morning tea. As we will be outside the family room will be empty if you want to use it. But you are welcome to join us if you want. Although I suppose you may be more comfortable by yourself.”
So that was how our day began. We had set a place for ourselves and joined them for breakfast. This felt so strange for me to be bringing the food to the table then sitting to eat it with guests. But it was good when I got used to it. They were all nice people and very friendly to us. I looked around at the people there and wondered who they were and where they came from. I think Amita saw me looking because she suggested we should be introduced to our guests.I knew Sarvesh and Amita of course. There was another couple who I had often seen visiting at the house, a business man called Jeevan and his wife Mandara. Then there was a man who they said was Head Game Keeper in the Game Reserve, called Mootie and his wife Hansini. The finally was the last couple Brian who once worked here as a gardener, but he left not long after I started and his wife Mega.
We quickly cleaned up and went into the family room. This is the smaller of three lounge reception areas on the ground floor. It was used as a more private room for special guests or when Sarvesh and Amita wanted to be alone. I liked the photograph on the wall in this room, a view of Sarvesh, standing beside Amita with his arm around her. There is a lake in the background. On the other wall was a photograph of a woman sitting on a large crocodile holding a gun. Beside her was the man I met at breakfast, Mootie. On the other side was that European man I know as Mike from New Zealand. I knew the story about how she has shot the crocodile who was eating all the animals because it was famous in our town.
After watching a movie on the TV for a while Elizabeth began to get a bit bored.
After watching a movie on the TV for a while Elizabeth began to get a bit bored.
Suddenly she said, “I wonder what they are doing outside.”
“I expect they are playing tennis and things like Amita said.”
“Shall we go and have a look?” she laughed.
“Ok,” I agreed.
We turned off the movie and went out to find some were playing tennis and some were sitting nearby playing cards.
Amita was playing and when she saw us she called, “Hi girls, come over and watch the fun. Us girls are killing the guys.”
“No you aren’t,” said a man on the other side we are only two points behind.”
We sat in two chairs to watch. They were playing a closely fought game with no quarter given on either side. What surprised me was that all four players were totally naked.
Well with a very sharp shot from Amita’s partner Mandara and they beat the boys by one point. They let the guys know about it too. Making out they had won by far more than they had. I thought that was so funny how they teased the men, that surprised me too that Amita would be so cheeky to her husband and a man who was a guest. She did say things would be different on these special weekends, now I was finding out how.
Soon it was time to get ready for the morning tea. We cut slices of cheese and pickle and put them on the crackers. While we were working Elizabeth said to me, “These people aren’t shy at all are they?”
“No they are bold aren’t they?”
“They didn’t even care that they were totally nude,” she laughed.
"I think they enjoy being like that."
"Yes so do I," she laughed. "Very naughty people."
We both laughed at that.
"I think they enjoy being like that."
"Yes so do I," she laughed. "Very naughty people."
We both laughed at that.
We made the tea and coffee and took everything out to the tables beside the tennis area. I poured each person either their coffee or tea while Elizabeth handed around their crackers.
Soon they were commenting on how delicious the cheese and pickles were. I was just packing up to take the trays back when Sarvesh asked us to stay. We poured a coffee each and took some crackers and found seats to sit down.
I couldn’t believe I was sitting down having morning tea with a group of people, half of which were totally naked while the rest were not much better. I was suddenly aware of my clothes. Suddenly I felt very overdressed.
We took the trays back to the kitchen and quickly cleaned up. Then Amita arrived. She was still completely naked.
“If you would like to use the pool for a swim it is nice out there now. We are going to carry on with our games for a while. Those boys are not taking their defeat too well. They want a re-match, the pool will be free for a while.”
Elizabeth said, “I’d like to swim but I didn’t bring my bathing costume.”
“That’s OK. I have thought about that. You can borrow some of mine. What about you Katrina?”
“Oh I don’t usually go swimming so I do not have any swimming things.”
“Well you can borrow some off me too if you like.”
Soon we ended up in the bedroom looking at a large collection of swimming costumes. I was surprised she had so many. But the problem was most of them were bikinis.
“It’s OK I do have this one-piece,” Amita said holding one up in front of her. “You are taller than Katrina and so I think this will fit you better.”
She then looked at me, “Now Katrina what about you? You are a bit shorter in your body than me.”
Suddenly she said, “Yes, I have just the thing.” She pulled out a red one-piece and held it up. “This was not mine it was Lizamoa’s, the girl who recently went to New Zealand. She did not need it so she left it for me but it doesn’t really fit me.”
I took it from her. “It was a favourite of hers; I was surprised that she left it behind for me. You remember Mike. He brought it for her but it should fit you, Katrina.” (See Letter 27 & Letter 29.)
“Oh,” I said. “Did he really?”
Suddenly I was more interested to the swim suit.
“Yes, it seems he likes buying swimming suits for girls.”
“Who is Mike?” Elizabeth asked.
“Oh just someone who stayed at our house and Katrina got to meet him. I think he would like to know you have it so if it fits, you can keep it Katrina.”
Elizabeth was looking at me strangely but I looked down at the one-piece more closely now. For some reason knowing Mike had brought it seemed to make a big difference. It was almost like he had brought it for me which of course was silly.
“Oh just one thing, Katrina. There is no lining in the top so it hugs a bit tightly to you’re….. to your body. Try it on and see if it fits.”
We tried the swimming costumes on and then stood in front of the mirror. Yes I had never worn anything like this before but I thought I looked good in it. Elizabeth looked good in her one as well. Her breasts are bigger than mine and she filled out the suit giving her body a very good shape.
I like my red swim-suit. It looked good on me and made my body look good too. I noticed the bottom part which ended so close to my pussy. It showed the swell of my pussy down between my legs. It made me feel a bit shy like that but I sort of liked it too. The one problem with mine was that it hugged tightly to the shape of my breasts and being unlined was showing the shape of my nipples too. At first I was reluctant to wear it but when Amita commented on how good it looked on me I decided to wear it.
I like my red swim-suit. It looked good on me and made my body look good too. I noticed the bottom part which ended so close to my pussy. It showed the swell of my pussy down between my legs. It made me feel a bit shy like that but I sort of liked it too. The one problem with mine was that it hugged tightly to the shape of my breasts and being unlined was showing the shape of my nipples too. At first I was reluctant to wear it but when Amita commented on how good it looked on me I decided to wear it.
“Now quickly girls. Get down and have a swim before the pool gets taken over with naked people,” she said laughing.
Picking up a towel each we started down to the pool. Amita followed us until she disappeared heading back to her guests again.
The water felt cool when I stepped down the first step into the pool. I looked around at Elizabeth and she was following straight behind me. I had seen this pool almost every day but I had never gone swimming. I know that Sarvesh and Amita allow staff to use the pool sometimes but I never had.
The next step brought the water up to the bottom of my swimming costume and then one more step and it was above my waist. Elizabeth was beside me as I took the last step and found the water almost up to my shoulders.
It was nice in the water. Cool but not too cold. I liked it. Elizabeth was able to swim and she swam to the other end and back but as I couldn’t. I was a bit scared the first time, so I stayed near to the steps.
When Elizabeth came back to me she looked at me. “Katrina that suit is very hugging on you.”
I looked down and the red material was skin tight. Every curve of my breast could be seen. Now I was in the cold water my nipples stood out even more than before. I was a bit shocked but then Amita did warn me it would be like this anyway. I just decided I would make sure I was covered if anyone else came.
We played with a ball we found floating in the pool. At first just throwing it to each other and then we were trying to keep from the other person. It was fun but after sometime in the water I began to feel a bit cold. We got out and sat on some chairs beside the pool. I put a towel around my shoulders just in case anyone came so I could pull it around me and cover my breasts.
We sat chatting for a long time and then we heard voices. Soon all the others had joined us at the pool. They were soon jumping and diving into the water. Those who were not already naked soon shed the last of their clothing. I noticed that two of the girls were last to do this and they stepped into the water holding hands. I thought it almost seemed as if they were a bit shy being naked. Now we were watching eight very naked people splashing and playing in the water. Soon a game developed with the ball. They were playing one team against the other and it looked like fun.
Then Sarvesh called to us, “Come in and join us girls.”
I looked across at Elizabeth and then at those in the pool. It looked like fun playing that game. I wanted to but I was concerned about what I was wearing.
Then Elizabeth said, “Come on Katrina. I’m going in again.”
She got up throwing off the towel and jumping in to join in the game. I then decided to join in too. I knew my costume was a bit revealing but I was mostly under the water and of course it was nowhere near as revealing as the other girls who wore nothing at all.
It was a lot of fun and after a while I almost forgot that most of those in the pool were totally nude. What I did notice was that sometimes people made contact with their bodies, when taking the ball. Once when I was taking from Brian, I lost my balance and fell against him. He must have felt my body front contact his. When Sarvesh tried to take from me he attacked me from behind and I felt his arm across my breast. He must have known that too. But we had a good game and I was even on the winning team.
Once the game was over I suddenly remembered lunch. What time I asked Sarvesh who was the only one wearing a watch. I was shocked when he told me it was well after one.
Amita saw my shock and said, “Don’t worry Katrina. I knew we were late but I saw you were having so much fun. We can get lunch ready now. I’ll come and help you.”
“I’m coming too,” said a woman called Hansini.
Soon all four of us, two in swimming costumes and two naked, were working in the kitchen. When it was ready we took the food out to the tables where everyone was beside the pool. Of course Elizabeth and I stayed to take our lunch with them.
During lunch Sarvesh looked over and noticed the swimming togs I was wearing. “That suit is nice on you Katrina. It is a very nice colour.”
“Thank you.” I replied. “Yes I like the colour too.”
“Did you know it was Lizamoa’s first bathing suit?”
“No I didn’t,” I said.
I did know but I knew Elizabeth was listening. I also felt a bit embarrassed at the attention he was drawing to my swim-suit.
I did know but I knew Elizabeth was listening. I also felt a bit embarrassed at the attention he was drawing to my swim-suit.
“Well when Lizamoa went to visit New Zealand, like you she didn’t have a suit to take bathing. Shanti and Mike took her to the shop to buy one and Mike brought it for her.”
“There he is again,” said Elizabeth. “Who is this Mike fellow, Katrina?”
“He is just a very kind and caring man,” I told her as I glanced over to see both Sarvesh and Amita smiling. I wondered what their little joke was in what I had just said.
We cleaned up the lunch things and then Elizabeth went to watch something on the TV. I wasn’t interested and so I went to lie down. We both still kept our swim suits on since they were dry. I could hear voices from the pool area but not much of what they were saying.
I was lying on the large bed when Amita walked in. I think she was a bit surprised to see me there.
“Are you alright Katrina?” she asked me.
Yes Amita. Just a bit tired after all the swimming.”
“It was fun wasn’t it?”
She went to the little cupboard and took those two large books out. I began to wonder what they were.
“Maybe soon you can bring us some cool drinks by the pool. The men will be taking beer but we girls will be happy to have some more of the white wine. And one fruit drink for Hansini the girl who helped us with the lunch.”
“Ok,” I replied, “I’ll get them now.”
After she had left I went back down to get Elizabeth and then I went into the kitchen to organize the drinks. Soon Elizabeth joined me and we got out the cold beer along with frosted glasses for the men and then we got out the wine for the girls.
Soon we were taking the drinks out to the pool area. When we had handed around the drinks we sat down to take ours as well. I don’t like wine so I drank a fruit drink like Hansini but Elizabeth had a small glass of wine. We had also brought out some snacks which we handed around as well.
One of the men, Jeevan I think his name was, had one of the black books open. He began to read what sounded like a letter. Amita told me later that this was Letter - 43. At first I didn’t take too much noticed until I heard the name Mike. Jeevan then stopped and explained to his listeners that this was a story written by Mike about how he first came to know his wife Shanti. Now my interest really was captured. I listened closely as the story told how Mike offered to help Shanti with a very bad speech problem. ‘See’ I said to myself. ‘I knew this was a very kind and caring man.’
The story continued until we got to the point where he actually asked her out on a date. I was enjoying the story so much that I couldn’t take my eyes off Jeevan. It was a beautiful story. Such a romantic story about how their love began. But I didn’t know until later that half those listening were now watching me rather than him.
Then he reached the part where they were together in a car near a forest place I think. This is where the story changed becoming more and more sexy. Although it was still a good story very well written, the story now was telling about them making the love-games with each other. I didn’t want to listen to this very private events but I couldn’t stop listening either.
Well the ending was she whispered to him “I am yours forever,” and he replied “Yours forever.”
That was just so romantic. It showed they had so much love for each other. I began to think it was almost worth all the sexy parts just to hear those last few words they said to each other.
So now I knew part of what was in the black books. As I went off to get more drinks I was thinking to myself what a wonderful story. I began to think that even the sexy parts were important to the story.
Elizabeth stayed by the pool but Amita came into the kitchen. “Did you like the story, Katrina?”
“Yes it was a very romantic story.”
“I’m glad you liked it,” she added. “We knew you would like that story that’s why Jeevan read it.”
“You chose that just for me?” I asked with surprise.
“Yes,” she replied. “I thought you would like it so I asked Jeevan to read it if you came to sit with us.”
Over the last day I had come to see a new side of Amita. Before she had always been nice to us but being the owner of the house she was always remote from us. We mainly had been instructed in our work by the House Manager. Now I have come to know what a lovely lady she really was.
I then had enough courage to ask her about the book. She told me the whole story how it started many years ago when Joseph and Shanti began writing letters to each other. Later more people have become involved and they each have a copy of all the letters. She went on to explain the many letters are of some very erotic adventures, most of them about real events as well.
I was amazed to learn about this book and deep down I thought one day I would like to read some of the letters myself. Little did I realise that within a few months I would be writing a letter for the book as well.
Now back to my story:-
She helped me prepare the drinks and we took them out to the pool. I looked hard at Elizabeth, giving her a frown because I was wondering why she didn’t come and help me like she was supposed to. It was later that she told me Amita had stopped her.
When we arrived they were listening to Hansini who was just begun reading a story. I realised that this story had been written by her and she was telling the story about how she had first heard about The Letters Book. (See Letter/Story 66)
Later Amita told me that this was the first time this story had been read out and later the next day she sent it to New Zealand for them to read as well. I also realised that Hansini and her husband had only been involved for a short time and they were still a bit new to all of this. I also found that one of the other couple was very new as well and that this had only been their second weekend at Sarvesh’s.
Sipping on my drink I sat back to listen to her story. It was a good story with a lot of good detail too. In spite of the sexy side I was coming to realise these stories were very interesting stories.
She told us how it all began over what sounded like a very sexy happening in the Game Reserve in which it appeared her husband had some part of. I didn’t understand all the details about this but she said that story was already in the book. (Letter 14)
Then she told us about how they were invited to the big party. Now I know why the pool area was closed off the evening after that party. Anyway we were so busy in the kitchen we didn’t really realise what was going on outside.
She then told us about the first “Nude Day” they attended. That was when Sarvesh first began having regular weekends sending us away for the weekend off.
The best part of her story was about the two occasions where first she bared her breasts and then later went fully nude. She wrote this well telling us about her embarrassment but excitement at the same time.
On the first day she described how she had borrowed a bikini off Amita and gone swimming with that. Then came the play fight between Amita and Mandara as they tried to take each other’s top off. Once they were topless soon Hansini had decided to join them like that as well.
In the next part of her story Hansini was telling us about the second day she was at Sarvesh’s house. This time she told us an exciting story how she had got herself into a Strip Chess game against Sarvesh. I thought it was very sexy knowing that you could lose your clothes over a game and I was surprised that she had even accepted the challenge to play the game.
But the story told how she eventually won the game and the boys had ended up naked. But there was a surprise ending when Amita sneaked up behind Hansini pulling her bikini bottom off as well. That was a bit funny too.
She went swimming nude then and joked about how easy it had been once her clothes were off.
I began thinking what it would be like if I did the same thing. It had felt nice swimming naked in the spa pool so how would it feel for me if I was naked swimming with these people. I was lost in my own thoughts when suddenly I realised that Amita was talking to me and everyone was looking at me.
“Where were you Katrina?” she said laughing.
“Sorry Amita.”
“Come and help me with the dinner. You too Elizabeth.”
We went off to prepare for the dinner but still I kept thinking about the story I had heard. I made a mistake and put the wrong knives on the table.
Amita spotted my mistake, “Hey Katrina, you are not with us today.”
“Why Amita,” I asked not sure what she meant.
“Look at what you have put on the table.”
I looked and saw my mistake. “Oh! I’m sorry Amita. I don’t know what I was doing.”
“I do,” she replied “Your mind is on something else, isn’t it?” she laughed.
Elizabeth and I joined them for the evening meal and then cleared away afterwards. They were now all in the lounge where we delivered their after dinner drinks. Amita then told us we were free for the night. We were sleeping in the main bedroom again and so soon we went up to the room. Elizabeth had a movie on the TV she was watching but I wasn’t too interested. I found a magazine and was flicking through the pages not really reading it.
When we decided to get some more soft drink I said I was happy to go down and get it. While I was in the kitchen Amita walked in completely naked.
“Hello Katrina,” she said to me.
“I was just getting drinks for us,” I told her.
“That’s OK. I told you to help yourself.”
Then as if it was an after-thought she said, “Katrina could you wait here a minute. There is something I would like to show you.”
She was gone for only a minute before she returned holding what looked like catalogue.
“Sarvesh and I were thinking that you were feeling out of place in your clothes today. We thought you might be more comfortable if you had something more like a swim suit. Then you can also join us in the pool too.”
“But you gave us swim suits to wear for swimming,” I replied.
“Yes I know but we were thinking about something more like this,” she said.
She held open a page showing a girl in a bikini. Then she looked back at me.
“Well what do you think?”
“Wearing something like that is a big step to take,” I told her.
“What if you had something to go over it?”
She showed me another page of the same girl but now she wore the short wrap-around skirt and a small cover-up which still left her bare around the middle. Both were made of the same material as the bikini.
“Would that be better and then you could just wear the bikini when you are in the pool.”
“Well maybe,” I said still not sure.
“Anyway take this with you and show Elizabeth and let me know what you decide so I can order it for next time. Oh I supposed you both will be willing to help us next time now you know what it is like these weekends.”
“Yes, we are both happy to help you again.”
“That’s good,” she said with a smile. “Let me know about the suits.”
With that she was gone. Taking the catalogue under my arm I picked up the drinks and headed for our room.
When I showed Elizabeth the bikini she thought it was so revealing.
“It doesn’t hide much does it?” she said.
“No it doesn’t.” I agreed.
“Well, Katrina. Would you wear it?”
“I am not sure but I am thinking about it.”
“Really?” she said surprised.
“Well it is not so bad. And it is only when we go swimming. The rest of the time we can be liked this,” I said showing her the other page.
“That is not so bad,” she agreed.
Later before we got into bed Elizabeth was packing her bag ready for the morning when she spotted the envelope again. She picked it up and opened it finding the money inside. It was a lot of money, more than we had been expecting. When I checked my I found they had given me the same amount which was more than the twice my usual wage which we had agreed to.
We didn’t get to the spa that night and next morning we had to be up early ready to make breakfast. Our guests arrived and we had breakfast with them and then Elizabeth and I had to rush to put everything away as quickly as we could.
I noticed Amita was just finishing with a load of clothes she had washed and was using the clothes dryer to quickly dry them. That explained the new dryer they had brought and never seemed to get used. It was for the sexy gear they wanted nobody to see.
At about 10 minutes to 11 just before the staff van was due, a taxi arrived for Elizabeth and I. We each took our bags and left the house. The taxi drove to Elizabeth’s house and the driver said he would wait for me. Leaving my bag I got out and walked her to the door.
“Did you have a good weekend,” I asked her?
“Yes it was a lot of fun, and the work wasn’t much at all, was it?”
“No it wasn’t. Amita has asked if we will do it again,” I told her. “I said we would be happy too.”
“Of course we would,” she agreed.
“What about the bikini set she showed us? What do we tell her?”
“I would like to have tried it on first. But if she orders it then I suppose we will have to wear it won’t we?”
“Yes,” I agreed.
Then suddenly she laughed. “Oh tell her yes. It is not that bad if we can wear the cover-ups most of the time. And not as bad as what they will be wearing,” she added with another laugh.
So with that, she said good bye and went inside. I got into the taxi which returned to the house. I went to pay the driver but he said it was already taken care of. So taking my bag I went into the servant quarters as if I had just arrived from my weekend off. Soon I was into my working uniform listening to the other staffs talking about what they thought Sarvesh and Amita did for the weekend.
I smiled to myself and thought, “They would have been shocked if they really knew what happened here while they were away.”
Two weeks later Amita called me to the office. She handed me a package and when I opened it I found the bikini set she had ordered. I held it up and it appeared smaller than it had looked in the catalogue. I then checked the matching skirt and top as well.
“This one is for you,” she said. And handing me another package she said, “This one is for Elizabeth. She is a bit bigger than you so I ordered a size large. Can you give it to her?”
I took the packages back to my room and then went back to my duties. Later in the evening I locked my door and took off my uniform. Naked I stood in front of the mirror holding the bikini up against me. Then I tried it on, first stepping into the bottom and then putting the top on. It took a bit to get the top right. I had to adjust it a couple of times until it fitted snuggly to my breasts.
I looked at myself in the mirror. It sure was a sexy bikini. More daring than I had expected. Next I picked up the short skirt and slipped it on. It only just covered the bikini bottom and still revealed most of my thighs. Last I put on the cover-up. It just slipped on over my head and loosely covered the top part of my body. The bikini top was covered but it ended not very far below my breasts. But it was enough to cover me, anyway better than just in the bikini.
Taking off the skirt and cover-up I looked at myself in the bikini again. I noticed some hair peeping out at the tops of my thighs. Steeping out of the bottoms I took some scissors and gently trimmed my hair. Putting my bottom back on I adjust it so no hair now showed.
This time when I looked in the mirror I felt more comfortable. I turned around looking at myself from all angles. I admired the shape it gave to my body, the way it curved over my breasts and I was happy with it too. The way the bikini bottom showed my bottom too and the shape in front over my pussy too. It was sexy but I liked it. I knew it was only for the weekends, only when everyone else is naked.
Like I said, it sure was sexy but I was beginning to like it too. It showed off my body well and I was thinking even made me look better than I was too.
“Yes,” I said, smiling to myself. “I will be wearing this for the next weekend.”
Part C - The Second Special Weekend.
Letter/Story 70 Part C Letter/Story 70 Part C Background
Published as Letter/Story 70 Part C - 1st November, 2013.
Soon the six weeks had gone and they were organizing another weekend. I had told Elizabeth and she agreed to help again too.
This time I took the van into town with the staff. After saying good bye to my friends, I took a taxi to Elizabeth’s house and after picking her up we went back to the big house. Amita thought this would work better than last time with less risk of anyone suspecting what I was up to. We planned later for us to catch a taxi into town and then I come home in the van with the other staffs too. My story would be I spent the weekend with a friend of my family.
By the time we got back the quests were arriving. Amita greeted us and said, “You will be in the same room as before if that is alright. Everything is ready, take your things up and then start on dinner.”
This time they had a cross-dressing party. When they arrived for dinner the girls were dressed as men and the men as women. I have to say a man in a sari does looks a bit funny too. As they moved it kept falling off too. None of them could fit a sari blouse and so had to go with nothing under. Yes it was funny. Hansini came in Mootie's Ranger uniform. His shorts were so large and they had to be folded and pinned. There were these big baggy pants with her skinny little legs coming out the bottom. It was too funny to see and we were laughing.
It was funny too when Amita was trying to pull Mootie's sari away so she could check out his "tits." He was acting all shy and embarrassed as if it was a big thing. Meanwhile they were teasing at him. Meanwhile, all the real tits on the girls were openly exposed anyway.
It was funny too when Amita was trying to pull Mootie's sari away so she could check out his "tits." He was acting all shy and embarrassed as if it was a big thing. Meanwhile they were teasing at him. Meanwhile, all the real tits on the girls were openly exposed anyway.
Of course, Elizabeth and I had remained in our jeans for the evening. We joined them for dinner and after cleaning up we were free for the evening.
Elizabeth said she was looking forward to the spa again and soon after we got to the room we were stripping off our clothes and jumping into the spa. It was easy to strip in front of her this time and I felt more relaxed with it.
Something happened in the spa which was a bit sexier than before. I noticed Elizabeth sat back against the side of the pool with her eyes closed enjoying the water bubbling around us. She was sitting much higher out of the water with her breasts openly exposed above the water. I could see almost their whole shape with her nipples, dark black in the soft light.
Then when she opened her eyes she noticed where my eyes were. She smiled but this time instead of slipping down into the water she came across the pool to face me. Then to my surprise her hands came up, one to each of my breasts.
I wasn’t sure what to do. Should I take her hands away? But it felt so nice like nothing I had felt before. I just closed my eyes and let her touch my breasts, holding them, touching my nipples. Her hands were running over my breasts, touching my nipples, rolling them between her fingers.
It felt so good that soon I wanted her to do it and I didn’t want her to stop. It was then I did something I never believed I would do. My hands came up and touched her breasts too. I felt the smooth softness of her flesh. Then I found her nipples. They were hard and so rough after the smooth breasts. It was exciting to touch her like that. Do not misunderstand, I knew what a breast feels like. I touch mine everyday during my washing process but this was very different. These breasts were not mine. They were another woman's.
Then suddenly she leaned forward her own breasts pressing against mine. I looked down and watched my breasts and nipples rub across hers. Oh, that was so sexy. Doing that our faces were close together. I looked up at her face and she was watching me. She smiles, and leaned closer as she kissed me straight on my lips. It was only of a second but it was like an electric shock through me before she pulled away from me. I looked at her. She moved back to her side of the pool smiling back at me.
I be honest I did not know what to think of all that.
Later that night when we went to bed we still were naked. Instead of sleeping on her side of the bed she slipped over to me and cuddled up against me. That is how we fell asleep.
Next morning we remained in our ordinary clothes while we prepared breakfast. After breakfast while we were cleaning up Amita came into the kitchen. Now she had just her bikini bottom on.
“After you finished girls, get changed to your bikinis, then join us for the morning activities,” she told us.
I kind of felt it was more of an order to get changed than a suggestion but we went up and did anyway. When Elizabeth put her bikini on I noticed that since she was bigger than me up top she was showing a lot more cleavage too. We stood in front of the mirror to admire each other. The bikinis were showing a lot of both our bodies but like I said before they were making our bodies look sexy too.
Then I looked at her bikini bottom. Just in front low down there was some black hair and I point it to her. She found some scissors and I watched her pull her bikini aside and tried to cut it off. She was having trouble and to my surprise she asked me. I took the scissors and was kneeling down to do for her. It was the first time I had really seen her pussy so close like that. Sceretly, I was actually interested to see her too.
We of course put on the skirts and cover-up before we went out.
We found most of them at the tennis court but Hansini and Jeevan were missing. “They are over at the chess set playing a game,” said Amita. “Go over if you want.”
I like Hansini so I decided to see what was going on so I got up to go. Elizabeth said she wanted to stay and watch the tennis, so I went on my own.
Hansini and Jeevan were involved in the game but it didn’t seem too serious since they were talking about each move. It seemed like she was giving him some lessons on how to play.
“Hi Katrina,” she said as she saw me. “Come and help us. You can help move the pieces.”
“I’ve never played chess,” I said.
“That’s OK. We will show you what to do.”
So I joined them on the chess board. Like they said the pieces, although appearing to be large and heavy were actually quite light to move.
“Now Katrina, let me show you what to do. In chess each player has an army to fight against their opponent. The object of the game is to capture your opponent’s King, and then you will be winning the game.”
She then walked over to the corner of the board. “This big one here is my King. See he has a crown on top. Over there,” she said pointing to another very large white piece, “This one is my Queen. A very powerful piece. Yes Katrina, in the world of chess the woman is the strongest person on the whole board.”
"Don't let that give you any big ideas, Hansini," Jeevan laughed.
"Why not? It is well known women and better than men."
I thought he would aurgue against that but he just laughed again while Hansini continued explaining to me.
"Don't let that give you any big ideas, Hansini," Jeevan laughed.
"Why not? It is well known women and better than men."
I thought he would aurgue against that but he just laughed again while Hansini continued explaining to me.
“Now I have some other strong pieces as well. This one shaped like a horse. He is a Knight. You know like ancient medieval knights.... like the one Sarvesh has upstairs," she explained as she touched a piece shaped like a horse head.
Then she turned to the one next to him, "This one is a Bishop. See his pointed English Bishop hat. Over in front of my King is a Rook. See he looks like a castle on top. Some people call him a Castle. He is protecting my King. Now all these little ones which look the same are the foot soldiers. They are called Pawns.”
I was following her, observing every piece she touched, trying to remember all she told me but she must have seen the confused look on my face because she smiled at me, “Don’t worry if you don’t remember all that. We’ll show you. You’ll soon get used it.”
Hansini looked over at Jeevan. “Now where were we? I think it is your turn now.”
Jeevan moved one of his big black pieces, a Bishop I think it was with the pointed hat. He came a long way across the board and placed it in a square beside one of the little white Pawns. He then took the white Pawn to the side of the board.
“Not a bad move Jeevan, now you can threaten my Queen. But wouldn’t moving the Knight be better? That way you can threaten both my Queen and my Rook.”
“I see that now,” he said. “Can we do that?”
We replaced the pieces how they were and I pushed the Bishop piece while Jeevan replaced the little Pawn, then Jeevan took the Pawn with the Knight, the horse like piece. Hansini took the Knight with her Pawn and I rolled the Knight piece over to the side of the board.
Suddenly things began to happen. Jeevan took the castle like Rook with his Bishop piece. To my surprise he called out the word “Check”. I looked at Hansini not sure what he meant.
She was smiling. “See Katrina, now Jeevan is attacking our King. That is why he called out ‘Check’”
She moved her Queen, the very big one and took the offending Bishop off the board. Then Jeevan replied to taking her Queen with his own Queen. Hansini quickly replied by taking his Queen in return. I was being kept busy moving pieces to the side of the board.
“That was a Queen swap-off,” she told me. “Stronger players do that when they think they can win without their Queen.”
They continued playing and it seemed to me that Jeevan had more players on the board than she did. It was about that time that Sarvesh turned up with some of the others including Elizabeth.
“What is this Hansini? Are you letting Jeevan get the better of you?”
“We are only playing around,” explained Jeevan.
“It looks to me like Hansini is off her game,” Sarvesh said with a smile. “Maybe I can beat you today. You owe me the chance to even with you.”
“You can play now if you want,” said Jeevan. “We were not playing a serious game.”
“Are you sure?” asked Sarvesh.
“Yes,” replied Jeevan.
I am not sure why Jeevan stopped playing. Maybe he was embarrassed to be playing in front of everyone else.
“Ok Hansini,” Sarvesh said. “Prepare to be beaten.”
“Sorry Sarvesh,” she told him with a laugh. “You’re the one who is going to get beaten.”
Then I heard Amita laugh, "Honey, she is going to kick your arse!"
I was shocked Amita would tell her husband like that. I looked over at him but he smiled.
"We will see, Amita," he just said.
He laughed but maybe there was a hint of worry on his face.
“Jeevan, would you like to help me?” he asked.
Hansini replied with, “Katrina you can help me if you want.”
We set up all the pieces in two straight lines with the little men in front and the bigger ones behind. I found out that they all had special places to begin the game with.
Now the game began. Sarvesh started and Hansini quickly followed. It was a very fast game with one move quickly following another. It was a hard fought game too with both sides losing pieces in what looked to me like very fierce exchanges. Jeevan and I were kept busy most of the time moving players.
All the time they were teasing and giving cheeky to each other, saying how each was going to loose. The other girls were teasing Sarvesh too which I thought was too funny.
All the time they were teasing and giving cheeky to each other, saying how each was going to loose. The other girls were teasing Sarvesh too which I thought was too funny.
I tried to understand the moves and some of them appeared to be easy but others I just could not figure out. The horse shaped Knight was the most confusing. He appeared to move at random in any direction. I noticed that Hansini appeared to use her Knights a lot more than Sarvesh did.
From time to time one of them would call “Check” and I thought the game would be over but no it just seemed to continue.
Soon I began to notice that there were more white pieces on the side of the board than were black. I began to think that Hansini was actually getting the better of him.
This was confirmed when Sarvesh said, “Ah Hansini. You are a very good player.”
She didn’t reply but just gave a shy smile.
The game had slowed down now. There were times when Sarvesh had to think for a while before he moved but I noticed that Hansini’s reply still quickly followed each of his moves. I was thinking that now she had him worried.
Then things seemed to happen. There was a quick exchange with players on both sides being taken off the board then suddenly Sarvesh threw up his hands.
“I resign,” he said. “Hansini you are too good for me today.”
This brought a round of applause from those watching. I knew that she had won but I was unsure how. I studied the board but there still seemed to be many black players. I could not understand why he gave up so soon.
Hansini noticed me looking at the board. “What’s wrong Katrina?” she asked.
“Why did he give in?” I asked.
Sarvesh over heard me. “Ah Katrina,” he said. “She had me in an impossible position. See she was going to move her Queen here with the next move. Check!”
Hansini added, “Then the Bishop here makes “Check” again. Then our Queen here is “Check Mate.”
I understood that “Check Mate” meant the King was trapped and the game finished, so I said “Ok,” but really I still didn’t clearly see what they meant.
But it had been fun, particularly since I was on the winning side.
It seemed that the men really wanted to beat Hansini in chess. She was becoming a challenge to them. Her teasing and taunting them wasn't helping them either. Mootie was next to ask her for a game.
She accepted with a laugh, saying, “Ahh! Now another victim is lining up to be slaughtered.” She looked over at me, “Well Katrina, they can all try if they like but they won’t beat us today.” She seemed to be so confident, so boastful.
Mootie asked Sarvesh to help him and Hansini kept me as her helper.
Then Sarvesh dropped a surprise on us all. “Let’s make this more interesting. Let’s play for each other’s clothes?”
I suddenly got worried. I wasn’t interested in playing Stripping Chess. It was fun to listen to a story but playing for real. No, not me!
But Hansini accepted again. “Ok then,” she laughed. “But different rules this time.”
“No! I don't.......” I began to say but she interrupted me.
“It’s OK Katrina she said to me quietly. “I can usually beat him easy, but I’m going to make it safer for us.”
"But I don't think......"
"It will be fine. I will beat him."
She was so confident.
“Now she said in a louder voice. “We play with eight items of clothing not five. OK?”
“Sure,” replied Sarvesh.
“And the winner keeps their clothes on. Amita, no sneaking up afterwards, OK?”
“Yes,” she nodded with a smile.
Hansini then turned to me, “See that’s better now.”
“But I don’t want to lose my clothing,” I told her.
“It’s OK. I know I can beat him.”
Well I could have refused to play but with everyone watching me I felt like they were expecting me to play. Anyway like I said she seemed to be so confident she could beat him quickly. I was just pulled into this and now didn't see I could back out.
To make up my eight items of clothing Mandara loaned me a hat and Amita gave me a pair of slip-on sandals. For the first item I put a towel over my shoulders. I of course had on my bikini with the wrap-around skirt and my cover-up over my top. Hansini added a hat and sandals, then like me she put a towel over her shoulders as her eighth item. I noticed the guys had added clothes as well.
So we re-setup the pieces and began to play.
Hansini let Mootie start. I asked her why and she said she liked going second because it showed her how the other player was moving. That didn’t make much sense to me but during the opening battles we lost only five pieces where they had lost eight. I knew she was winning.
For the next few turns nothing seemed to be happening. Neither of us lost any pieces.
Suddenly she said quietly, “Oh. I’m sorry Katrina.”
“Why?” I asked.
“I think I have made a mistake.”
Suddenly a fear took hold of me. What if we lost I thought. I realised there I was, my modesty dependent on this game I knew nothing about and a woman I hardly knew. How did I get myself into this mess? I did not know what I could do.
“Can you still beat him?” I asked very worried now.
“Yes I think so,” But she didn’t seem to have her usual confidence.
Over the next few moves nothing much seemed to happen. Then a few pieces were exchanged and once again it looked like we had done better than them. We now had seven men off the board but they had ten so surely we could still beat them.
In the clothing things looked good too. On our side we still had nine items between us. Hansini was wearing her bikini under her shorts and shirt while I was wearing my bikini plus my cover-up top, wrap-around skirt and hat. On their side they only had four items between them, they both just wore shirts and shorts. So it appeared that whatever her mistake had been we had recovered.
It occurred to me that the game might go closer than we had planned. Another five men lost and my bikini top would be on the line. I hoped it wouldn’t come to that but I considered it the possibility. I thought if it came to it I could probably live with losing my bikini top.
Then Mootie moved one of his players. “Check!” he called.
Hansini moved our King.
Mootie moved another piece. “Check!” he called again.
Hansini blocked him with her Bishop.
I began to get a very worried. Even with my little knowledge of the game this was beginning to look bad. Very bad!
Then he moved his Queen. “Check!” he called for a third time.
Swiftly Hansini blocked him with our Queen.
Then Mootie moved his Queen, taking our Queen off. As Sarvesh rolled it away Mootie called out, “Check Mate!”
With horror I realised that we had lost the game.
“Sorry, Katrina,” I heard Hansini say to me again. "I didn't mean this to happen."
Now I realised I would have to do the stripping of all the clothing. Not just my wrap-around or my bikini top but everything!
I saw Hansini start to remove her top. I thought here goes as I unwrapped my skirt revealing the bikini bottom underneath. She was now bare breasted and I knew my top had to go too. I reached behind my back unclipping my top so it came loose then with one quick movement but I held it against my breasts for a moment before I pulled it up over my head.
I looked down at my now naked breasts with my nipples and everything completely exposed and on display. I felt so shy being like that.
By now Hansini had removed her bikini bottom as well and she was standing there revealing the trimmed bush between her thighs to everyone watching. I hooked my thumbs in each side of my bikini pants and began to push down. Looking up I could see everyone now watching me, waiting for my show.
Then I decided I had to get it over with and in one motion I pushed the bikini bottom down until it fell at me feet. Then stepping out of it I stood there completely naked. I could not believe what I had just done. Not only had I committed myself to playing Strip Chess but then I had ended up taking my all clothes off in front of all those people. Now there I was standing there, my nudity exposed to them all.
I was sort of in a daze, I didn't move, I didn't try to cover myself. Suddenly Hansini must have noticed me. “Come on Katrina, you’ve given them enough show.”
She grabbed my hand pulling me the few feet to the pool edge, then we both, half fell, half jumped, and plunging into the water. The cool water hitting my naked body was a shock, bringing me out of my daze. Having gone under the water I found my feet and came up gasping for air.
Hansini was standing nearby and she reached for me taking my arm then pulling me to her, she put her arm around my shoulder.
“Are you alright, Katrina?” she asked.
I nodded, “Yes I think so.”
“Sorry for pulling you in like that. I thought you had enough of standing there all exposed.
“I didn’t know what to do,” I told her.
“It’s Ok, honey,” she said gently. “That was a brave thing you did. And you didn’t chicken out and run.”
I looked down at my naked body in the water. I was still trying to believe I had actually taken my clothes off like that.
“I’m sorry I put you through all of that. I shouldn’t have forced you to play,” she said.
“It’s Ok now,” I replied.
“Yes can’t believe I let Mootie beat me. I won’t live that down for a while,” she laughed.
“Yes I know you did your best. You did expect to win.”
“It was a bit of a shock wasn’t it? But then don’t you think it is also a little bit naughty taking our clothes off like that?” she said with a grin.
I was beginning to think that too. Taking my clothes off was a shock. It was hard to do but now I was in the pool I was feeling a little bit naughty too.
I smiled back at her. “Not a little bit naughty,” I said. “Very naughty!”
She smiled back, pulling me too her, giving me a hug. “That’s the girl,” she said. “You are in the pool now. Forget you’re naked and enjoy yourself.”
“Forget I’m naked! That's a bit hard to do.”
“You know what I mean.” Then turning to the others still just standing or sitting there watching she called. “Get your clothes off and come on in. The water is lovely.”
Soon they were all stripping their clothes off and we were soon joined by another seven naked people. The only one who didn’t strip was Elizabeth and she stayed in her bikini.
After the swim I got out and went looking for my clothes. I was feeling more comfortable with my body by then so without bothering to dry myself off I just found my wrap-around and tied it around my hips. I dropped the two halves of my bikini on to the table and sat down for a drink with my breasts still bare and wearing nothing under my tiny skirt.
I did notice a couple of the men including Sarvesh, enjoyed my body so exposed but I was kind of enjoying showing off too so made no attempt to cover myself either.
Soon it was time for lunch and when I went off with Elizabeth to prepare it I didn’t bother getting dressed but just went topless wearing only that skirt.
Once we were away from the group Elizabeth asked me, “Aren’t you going to cover up?”
“No,” I said. “I’m comfortable like this now.”
“I can’t believe you stripped off in front of everybody like that.”
“Well I didn’t really have much choice did I? And anyway don’t you think it was kind of fun. A little bit naughty!”
“Fun!” she said. “Flaunting yourself like that. Have you no shame? It’s not fun it’s indecent. I hope they don’t expect me to bare my body in front of everyone.”
I was a bit surprised at her attitude now. For a moment I wished I had put my clothes back on and then I thought, “Wait a minute it was her problem not mine.”
We had arrived at the kitchen by then, she turned on me again. “Don’t you feel embarrassed at what you are wearing? Look at you flaunting your body like that. And I suppose you don’t have anything on under your skirt, do you?”
By then I had almost had enough of her. Suddenly feeling a bit wicked I took my skirt pulling it up. “No I’m not wearing anything.”
At that moment Amita came in. Catching sight of my little pussy flash she said with a grin, “What Katrina, still showing off your pussy?”
Then she caught sight of Elizabeth. Her smile disappeared as she became serious. “Is everything alright girls?”
“Not really,” I said. “Elizabeth doesn’t like what I am wearing.”
Suddenly Amita realised what the problem was and quickly she took change of the situation.
“Katrina, you carry on with lunch. Get everything laid out and we’ll be back soon to help you carry it out. Elizabeth you better come with me.”
They disappeared and not feeling too happy now, I set to work. When I was ready they still hadn’t appeared so picking up some plates I headed to the pool.
Sarvesh asked me where Elizabeth was.
“I don’t know,” I said. “Amita took her off to talk to her. I haven’t seen them since.”
I had just turned to go back for another load when I heard a voice close behind me. “Katrina do you need a hand?” asked Hansini.
I turned to see her and Mega had got up and were following me. Glad for a help and for the company, I said, “Thank you Hansini.”
When we got to the kitchen she asked me, “Is everything alright?”
“No,” I said bursting into tears. “Elizabeth didn’t like me taking my clothes off.”
“Oh!” she said. Then reaching for me, “Come here dear, it will work its self out.” she tried to comfort me. ”Nudity, for some people, takes a bit of getting used to. I’m sure she’ll be OK once she talks with Amita.”
Mega added, “You did it the best way Katrina. You had no choice once you lost the game; You just jumped straight in.”
“Yes,” said Hansini, “and you had fun once we were all in the pool, didn’t you, Katrina?”
“Yes,” I nodded wiping my eyes.
After holding me for a minute she let me go saying, “Come on let’s get these things out to the pool. Everyone will be hungry.”
We took everything back to the pool and once I had placed the plates on the table immediately I went and found my bikini. Fitting on the top and then stepping into the bottom. I then went back to help serving lunch. When I sat down to eat I didn’t feel like eating. I just picked at my food. I saw Hansini watching me and I think Sarvesh had noticed me too but neither said anything.
After lunch we took everything back and they gave me a hand cleaning up. I was a bit embarrassed that our guests were working in the kitchen. What would Amita say when she found out. I told them to leave it to me but they insisted on staying.
Just as we finished Amita appeared. She quickly took note of the scene and thanked the two women and once they had gone she turned to me.
“Elizabeth is not staying for the rest of the day. She has just left in a taxi.” She saw the worried look on my face and she added. “She is alright. She is just not comfortable with so much nudity. I think you having to undress like that scared her a bit too. She thought she was expected to do the same.”
“Is she upset with me?” I asked.
“I think a bit at first but she is OK now. She told me to say she was sorry and wants you to ring her in a few days. She just wants to think about things for a while first.”
Then as we turned and walked back towards the pool, she put her hand on my shoulder and asked, “Katrina are you sure you are alright?”
“Yes I am fine. I was happy before what she said.”
“Well she won’t be coming back and I don’t think we will replace her. I am sure you can manage if we girls help you.” Then she stopped and looked at me. “You do want to continue helping us don’t you?”
“Yes,” I replied. “Like I said before, I was thinking it was kind of fun before this.”
“Yes it is fun. Good fun as long as we don’t hurt anybody.”
When we got back to the pool we found them sitting around talking. “Where is Sarvesh?” Amita asked.
“He said he was going to get The Letters Book,” Jeevan said.
“Oh good!” Amita said. “I could do with a nice romantic story. And I’m sure Katrina could too.”
When Sarvesh returned she asked if she could choose the story. Turning through the pages she found the story she wanted.
I was pouring a drink for Jeevan when she said, “Take a seat Katrina, I think you are going to enjoy this.”
As I found my seat she began the read.
This story was told by Shanti. It is about the first time Mike took her to a beach with large waves. It also was the first time she had ever worn a bikini at the beach as well. As I listened to how she lost her new bikini in the ocean I remembered how earlier in the day how scary it was to take my own bikini off and then how suddenly it was nice swimming naked in the pool.
Without her bikini she had to walk all the way back to their car wearing only a see-through cover-up. They decided to take a route through the sand hills to avoid being seen and when they found a hidden place in the hills they stopped and made love.
It was a nice story, very romantic too. I even liked the part where they made love because it fitted in with how much they loved each other. When she was reading about their love-making I was feeling a bit strange myself. I felt hot and excited at the same time. I would have liked to jump into the pool but I couldn’t stop listening to the story.
Anyway it ended shortly after that when they put back on the clothes they had and made it safely back to the car without being seen.
Looking up at us as she closed the book Amita said, “That Shanti knows how to tell a good story doesn’t she?”
“Yes,” agreed Mandara. “But I think her other beach story is better.”
“Maybe Mandara, but that story is more erotic than romantic.”
“No!” replied Mandara as she disagreed with Amita. “I think that other story was very romantic.”
I was feeling that I would love to hear that story as well and then I could have made up my own mind which was the best.
When they decided on going swimming again they all went in nude. I decided to join them like that too. Quickly I unwrapped my shirt and then took my bikini off.
For more than an hour I enjoyed swimming like that with eight other people who were as naked as I was. When we came to get out it was easy to get out of the water and walk over to the seat where I had left my bikini. I decided not to bother with my bikini but not wanting to sit there totally naked I just slipped the skirt back on.
That was how I was for the rest of the day until it was time to make dinner. Even then I didn’t bother getting dressed instead going about my duties bare breasted wearing only the tiny skirt with nothing underneath.
A few days later I gave Elizabeth a call. She chatted with me for a few minutes and we arranged to meet one evening. We sat in the back of a small restaurant shop to talk.
She told me that she had decided not to do the job again which I knew already. When she asked if I would, I decided to say I’d think about it first. I did not want her to know that I had already agreed to continue.
Well things were a bit strained between us and although we still see each other from time to time, we are no longer good friends like we used to be.
At the next special weekend I watched the three men trying to beat Hansini in chess. They were all beaten soundly but still they returned to try again. Finally over dinner I asked Sarvesh why when he will usually get beaten.
"Oh Katrina," he laughed. "It is not just about winning."
"Then why do you men keep playing her?"
"When men play chess they use logic, mathematics and science. With a woman like Hansini she plays with instinct, passion and emotion. It is very sexy playing such a woman."
I did not understand and I think it must have shown on my face.
"Hansini, my wife is a kind gentle woman," Mootie began. "I love her for those qualities. When she plays chess she becomes like a cold, ruthless killer. She plays with emotion and takes enjoyment in winning. Like a predators in my Game Reserve she enjoys the kill."
The Jeevan added, "Some times her kill is quick, sometimes she plays like a cat plays with a mouse."
I heard the women giggling behind me.
"Its exciting, like a sexual thing to play her," Sarvesh added.
"Is that true?" I asked looking over at Hansini.
She smiled and said, "Do I look like a ruthless killer, Katrina?"
"Well no..... But they said you........"
"Oh forget them. They are just guys, making excuses for not being able to beat me."
Amita started to laugh and Hansini joined in. Soon they were all laughing. I could not understand their joke. Was it about me or something they said? I don't know.
So that was my story and Amita tells me that since it is very long we might need to break it into two parts.
Bye for now,
Katrina.
Katrina's Story - Section Two.
Part A - Teaching Katrina to Massage.
The next part of our story comes from a letter Amita wrote to her friends in New Zealand describing an evening where she taught Katrina how to do a full nude massage.
Published as Letter/Story 82 - 6th February, 2014.
I paired up with Mootie. Jeevan paired with Hansini next to us. Brian and Mandara were together which left Sarvesh with Mega at the far end. One surprise was that Katrina said she wanted to join in as well so I suggested that she joined Mootie and I, so I could teach her how to massage. She was happy to agree with that.
Soon we had laid out four mats on the floor with soft towels spread over them. Sarvesh and Hansini had arranged to get the massage oil heated so it felt warm to touch. Once everything was ready we all quickly stripped off our clothes. This was supposed to be a full body, nude massage. Katrina was happy to join us naked too.
We
asked Katrina if she wanted to go first. She hesitated at first, not sure what
she was getting herself in to I think. I explained we would only massage what
she wanted us too, so she followed the example of the others by lying face down
on the mat. Mootie and I then began to give her a massage over her shoulders
down her back and the backs of her legs. I noticed Mootie played with her bum a bit that she didn't seem to mind.
Soon we asked her to roll over which she did making herself comfortable again laying on her back.
Soon we asked her to roll over which she did making herself comfortable again laying on her back.
Now
Mootie and I began again. First we each took and arm to then be followed her
legs. Laying in this position her pussy, including her slot, was openly
displayed to both of us. We both noticed the glistening of drops of juice too.
This was sure turning her on. But as Mootie moved up the inside of her thigh she
still left her legs slightly parted but just moved one hand over her pussy. It
was clear she didn’t want that touched.
We now started on her body. While
Mootie sat with one knee each side of her head doing her shoulders and neck I
was working over the front of her body. Soon all that was left was her breasts.
I ran my hand over one and she gave no reaction except her nipples had
noticeably hardened. Mootie moved to the side opposite me and we took a breast
each giving them a good going over working oil onto the soft smooth skin and
over the rough hardness of her nipples.
I wonder what Katrina felt having her breasts touched and handled like that. She must have known it was not just me touching her there. She must have know Mootie had his hands all over her breasts, rubbing oil over them and her nipples. I notice her nipple quickly hardened under my touch and it looked the same under Mootie's fingers too. Judging by a soft moan which escaped her lips at one point I think she enjoyed it too. Naughty girl!
I wonder what Katrina felt having her breasts touched and handled like that. She must have known it was not just me touching her there. She must have know Mootie had his hands all over her breasts, rubbing oil over them and her nipples. I notice her nipple quickly hardened under my touch and it looked the same under Mootie's fingers too. Judging by a soft moan which escaped her lips at one point I think she enjoyed it too. Naughty girl!
Now we
changed so Mootie was lying down while Katrina and I massaged him. We ran our
hands all over his back, even down on to his behind. After doing the backs of
his legs we got him to turn over. Immediately we both noticed the obvious
reaction we were having on him as now he had a raging erection. As we did his
arms I noticed Katrina looking at him, checking out his cock, but she never said
anything. Usually when we are naked around the pool the boys don’t get hard like
this. But that night he had a raging hard-on. Quite impressive I must
admit.
We came
to his legs next and starting at his feet, we began working up each leg. When we
came to his thigh, he parted his legs slightly leaving himself fully displayed.
His cock was still hard and standing
erect while his balls hung between his legs. When Katrina ran her hands up the
inside of his thigh each time she stopped just short of his balls. In my case
for a few times I did the same, but then I suddenly ran my hand right up giving
his balls a gentle squeeze. His cock gave a massive jerk, which I think
surprised Katrina but when I gave a giggle she just
smiled.
We
changed position now so she sat with a knee each side of his head. Gently she
put oil over his face and then down over his neck and shoulders. I don’t think
it occurred to her how close his head was to her pussy. As she reached further
she was leaning further and further over his face. I saw him open his eyes
looking straight up at the underside of her breasts swinging inches above his
face. I don’t know if she actually noticed he was checking her tits out like
this.
I had
done his chest and then down over his stomach. Now there was one place left for
us to do. Pouring oil on my hands, I reached over and grasped his shaft with one
hand and his balls with the other. I then began giving a really good work over.
While I was doing it, I looked up and noticed Katrina had stopped what she was
doing and was now watching me. I waved for her to come and help but she shook
her head, just being content to watch.
I
worked Mootie slowly building him steadily towards his climax. It was my
intention to get him off then. Soon I could feel him jerking in my hand, and I
knew he was getting there now. Taking him with both hands, I picked up the speed
until I was really pumping him. He had his eyes closed now and I could feel the
strength of his body as he humped back at my hands.
Suddenly his cock gave a massive jerk. I reached for a tissue knowing what would happen next. I caught his cum as he began shooting. Blob after blob burst from him as he continued. To be honest, I was rather impressed myself.
Katrina was still watching my every move, her eyes now wide with amazement. I had held the tissue back from his head so she could see his white cum exploding into the air. Once he was finished I gently wiped the end of his penis clean and sat back grinning.
Suddenly his cock gave a massive jerk. I reached for a tissue knowing what would happen next. I caught his cum as he began shooting. Blob after blob burst from him as he continued. To be honest, I was rather impressed myself.
Katrina was still watching my every move, her eyes now wide with amazement. I had held the tissue back from his head so she could see his white cum exploding into the air. Once he was finished I gently wiped the end of his penis clean and sat back grinning.
He
opened his eyes. “That was good,” he said.
“I’m
glad you enjoyed it,” I laughed back at him.
"You have the hands of an angel."
I don't know about that. I'm also sure angels don't go around doing what I had just done to him but I was pleased with the complement.
"You have the hands of an angel."
I don't know about that. I'm also sure angels don't go around doing what I had just done to him but I was pleased with the complement.
The
other couples were still busy and so he said, “What about you
Amita?”
With Katrina involved I wasn't expecting to get a massage myself.
"There is not much time," I said.
"So we better just do the best bits then,"
Cheeky guy! I know what best parts he meant, but I was OK with that too.
With Katrina involved I wasn't expecting to get a massage myself.
"There is not much time," I said.
"So we better just do the best bits then,"
Cheeky guy! I know what best parts he meant, but I was OK with that too.
“Ok
then, just do my front.”
I lay
down and Mootie and Katrina started on my front. While she did most of me Mootie
just concentrated on my breasts before moving down to my pussy. Well, he did say
'best parts,' didn't he?
Parting my legs, I allowed him to return the favour to me. First he was working over the outside of my pussy lips, which felt so good with his fingers running up and down the length of my soaking wet cunt. Then he pressed harder, my lips opened and then he pressed inside me. With my pussy soaked with oil and his strong fingers working deep into my pussy, this was now really getting to me. I knew where this was going although you would probably say it was obvious even before they touched me.
Then feelings were building inside me. Suddenly with a loud cry I came. As my body jerked from my orgasm I briefly remember looking up into Katrina’s face and seeing her giggling. I don’t know what she thought was so funny. For me this was all very serious business.
Yes it was a good one, a powerful one, going on and on has he kept working my pussy with his fingers. Finally it was over. Finally he allowed me to move off my peak and return to normal.
Parting my legs, I allowed him to return the favour to me. First he was working over the outside of my pussy lips, which felt so good with his fingers running up and down the length of my soaking wet cunt. Then he pressed harder, my lips opened and then he pressed inside me. With my pussy soaked with oil and his strong fingers working deep into my pussy, this was now really getting to me. I knew where this was going although you would probably say it was obvious even before they touched me.
Then feelings were building inside me. Suddenly with a loud cry I came. As my body jerked from my orgasm I briefly remember looking up into Katrina’s face and seeing her giggling. I don’t know what she thought was so funny. For me this was all very serious business.
Yes it was a good one, a powerful one, going on and on has he kept working my pussy with his fingers. Finally it was over. Finally he allowed me to move off my peak and return to normal.
I opened my eyes and looked into Katrina's
face. She was still smiling. Next to her Mootie was smiling
too.
“Amita,
did you enjoy that,” asked Sarvesh from the other side of the
room.
“You
don’t need to ask that Sarvesh,” said Mega. “We all know she did, making all
that noise.”
“I
didn’t make much noise,” I said.
“Yes
you did,” added Brian. “All of us and half the town as well knew what you were
doing.”
By now,
Katrina’s giggle had become laughter.
I looked
at her, “What’s so funny?”
“You,”
she replied “It was so funny……” she managed to say before bursting into laughter
again.
“That
wasn’t meant to be funny,” I said.
“Oh, but
it was,” Katrina replied.
Then she
began to mimic me, making moans and cum noises. Everyone was laughing which
encouraged her to do more.
“Hey,
stop that! I wasn’t that bad.”
Of
course that just made it worse. Soon they had all joined in with moaning, sex
noises as well.
“Well,” I
said, “There is no sense in doing it unless you enjoy
yourself.”
This brought another round of laughter
from everyone.
I suppose I must take the prize for the orgasm of the night. If not the best one, certainly the one most talked about then.
Katrina got involved each time we did a massage night after that. She has become quite good at it. I know the guys here have commented on her skill. When just Katrina and I are together we have massaged each other two. Again I must say she does a good job and I am left very relaxed and ready to sleep.
I suppose I must take the prize for the orgasm of the night. If not the best one, certainly the one most talked about then.
Katrina got involved each time we did a massage night after that. She has become quite good at it. I know the guys here have commented on her skill. When just Katrina and I are together we have massaged each other two. Again I must say she does a good job and I am left very relaxed and ready to sleep.
From Amita.
Part B - Preparing for the Trip.
Published as Letter/Story 87 - 13th March, 2014.
Hi its Katrina again.
No Lizamoa, your letter is not the last one in this volume. Thanks to a major changes in the editing, my one now last. Ha Ha.
This story is very special for me because it concerning a very special time for me. It is about the very first time I was having love-games with a man. But that is getting further into my story, first let me tell you how I came to be doing this.
My story must go back to a long time before we went to the beach resort. It begins just after my other story about Elizabeth and I had ended. When you heard about my story Shanti you wrote to Sarvesh and Amita telling about your concerns, particularly for Elizabeth but also for me. Thank you Shanti for your concern for Elizabeth and myself. (See Story 71)
Amita showed me this letter and asked my opinions. I said that you had made some very good points because Elizabeth and I did feel a bit like we were being pushed into doing something we were not sure about. Very particularly I am thinking of the part where they asked us to wear the bikinis. (See Story72)
She then asked how I felt about things now. I told her I was happy with everything now and I was happy to continue to join in on their special weekends. I was also still happy to join them swimming nude and other activities like that too.
But I did tell her that I didn’t want things to go beyond that. I know they were having the sexual things between them and I said I was not happy to join into that. From then on, I know other things were going on but they were willing to keep it away from me. I was very happy with this arrangement.
Now that I had written a story into The Letters Book I was now able to read the books and each new letter as it was written but we decided not to make a copy for me because I had no place I could keep it safe in my room where I shared with another staff member.
This worked well except I could only find the time to read the letters when the other staffs were away on their weekends off. They still gave me the master bedroom for those weekends and when they were off having their evenings together they now left the little cabinet unlocked for me.
I began reading The Letters Books from the very beginning. And soon I was coming to some very erotic and very sexy stories too. It was making me feeling sexy myself to be reading them.
Then one day I got out of the spa and not bothering with the clothes, I lay on the bed. I took one of The Letters Books and began reading. It was Volume Two I think. Towards the end of this volume I came to Letter – 37 & Letter - 38, I came to the story where Joseph and Lizamoa who were staying in New Zealand with Mike and Shanti did a partner swapping night.
There are four parts of this story when each one gets to tell of their story. In the first letter Shanti and Mike tells their stories, which of course were different stories. And you come to the other letter where Joseph and Lizamoa get to tell their parts of the stories Mike and Shanti had already told. It is interesting how each had seen things a bit differently about the same events.
I came to the second part of the first letter. I had just finished reading about how Shanti and Joseph had made the love-games together. This was very sexy for me and now I came to read about how Mike was with Lizamoa.
They were together in the shower and Lizamoa had even remained in her sari. I began to imagine what it would feel like with a man’s strong hands all over my body, rubbing me, touching me and then removing my soaking clothing. While I continued reading, I was reading about how he was touching her nipples. One of my own hands was accidently touching my nipples also. It suddenly felt so good. It was so hard too.
I was touching there and enjoying the feelings. I was excited to be doing this but also I was excited to be doing the reading in the book too. As I was reading the story, I was thinking it was me in the story and not Lizamoa.
But, I wanted more and I was continued to read how they went into the bedroom. I was becoming more and more excited. They were doing some things I had never even thought about doing. She was actually taking Mike into her mouth and then later she was letting him put his tongue into her pussy. Before I did not think about that but now I was thinking how it would be feeling.
My hand was now onto my pussy too. Mike’s story continued to tell how now he was making the love to her and putting himself into her while I was running my fingers up and down and into the lips of my slot. For a moment I was surprised at how wet I was becoming but I was past stopping by then.
I had stopped reading now, just thinking of the story. I was working my fingers faster and faster and it was feeling so good. The feelings began to explode inside me and I was unable to control it. I let out a cry and then my whole body shook with the orgasm which hit me. It left me laying there exhausted. I was with the breathing heavy and gasping for the air but I was so thrilled. Now I knew what an orgasm was being like. Now I knew what the excitement of sex was all about.
I got up and wiped myself off and then carefully checked that I hadn’t left a mess on the bed. I turned out the light and slipped under the sheets. I was thinking about what had just happened. I knew enough about sex to know what had just happened was an orgasm. I also knew it was possible for a person to make themselves cum too but I had never tried this thing. That was what had just happened on to me. I was very happy with what I had done.
From then on, I looked forward to those special nights when I could read The Letters Book and make myself cum to the stories. For some reason it never occurred to me that I didn’t have to wait until those special weekends. I could have done it any time when I was alone but I was happy to save it for those special times. It made doing it much more special as well. Of course my favourite stories were ones in which Mike appeared. Particularly the ones when Mike and Lizamoa were together. Please don’t be offended because I like the other stories as well. It is just that I like these ones the best.
I was happy with this for a long time. Over the following special weekends, I eventually got to read every story within all of the Letters Books. Then I began to read them all again.
My friendship with Amita and Sarvesh had continued to develop. During the weekends, I had begun to play chess. Hansini was teaching me a bit. At first I was not good but I was improving. One day only Sarvesh and Amita were home for the evening. We had served their dinner and were sitting in the kitchen having our dinner too. Suddenly Sarvesh walked in. As I once said in my other story, he is never seen in the kitchen and the staff were surprised. They jumped up in the surprise when he came in.
“Everything is Ok,” he said. “Please sit.”
We sat at the table again where our dinner still lay in front of us. He came to me.
“Have you plans for after dinner, Katrina?”
“No, Master,” I replied.
“I would like an opponent for chess. Are you interested?”
All the other staffs were looking at me. They were thinking why would he be asking this girl about playing chess. Probably wondering how I even knew to play this game and also how Sarvesh knew I did.
“Finally I nodded yes, “Yes I can play but I must finish here first.”
The cook told me I could go now. They would finish off my work. Sarvesh also said I could change from my uniform and meet him in the dining room. When he was gone they were looking at me and asking how he come to know I played this game. I just told them one day Amita found out and she must have told him.
When I came back, Sarvesh was in the dining room. Amita was there too and they had taken the large chess set from the lounge. I had never seen it ever used before. The pieces were made of wood carved as Indian animals and people.
We started playing while Amita was watching. It was a very tough game and it was very even. I was happy with my playing. I think I gave him a very strong fight. We were talking and laughing as we played.
The House Manager and the cook came in and were standing watching. Amita invited them to sit if they wanted. Soon there were some other staff too, as word had got around what was happening. I think they were all surprised at this. In India, it is still very unusual for a wealthy owner like Sarvesh to join with the staff like this. They were also surprised that Sarvesh had chosen playing a game with me, one of the lower members of the staff.
At the end of the first game Sarvesh beat me but I was still happy with my playing. Then in a second game I played the House Manager. That was very close before I won. I enjoyed the atmosphere of this evening. Both Sarvesh and Amita were talking with the staff and it was good to see everyone relaxed.
Finally for that evening the House Manager played Sarvesh which Sarvesh was able to win. So you could say he was the winner for the evening. I now knew that with a bit more of practice I would probably be able to beat him too.
Finally for that evening the House Manager played Sarvesh which Sarvesh was able to win. So you could say he was the winner for the evening. I now knew that with a bit more of practice I would probably be able to beat him too.
So after that, these game evenings became a regular event. It gave me practice and my ability was quickly improving. Sometimes the House Manager joined us sometimes just Sarvesh and I. Sometimes we played inside but sometimes we played on the big set beside the pool. Soon the other staff got used to this and it wasn’t a big event. Many would join us to watch, particularly when we played with the big set. We would use people to help move the pieces for us. By then I was regularly beating Sarvesh but often he still would beat me too.
One special weekend I offered to play Hansini on the big outdoor set. She was surprised I did that because I had not shown her my new chess skills. I noticed she was confident and at first careless. I saw my advantage and attacked her. During the battle, I almost achieved checkmate before she managed to defend her King and drive me away. Of course, I had put so much resources into my attack, I had nothing much left to defend myself. She quickly trapped my King and won the game. But it gave her a surprise and she was asking where these new chess skills came from.
I just laughed and said, “I have been practicing.”
“Was it you, Sarvesh? Have you been training her?”
“Maybe just a little help here and there,” he replied with a grin.
“A lot of help by the looks,” Hansini corrected him. “She is quite good.”
That made me very happy when Hansini said that. I smiled and was pleased with myself.
Without Elizabeth being there during the special weekends, I was spending more time with Amita and their friends. They had become friends of mine too. I liked how while they were open about their sexual activities, I saw a few things which would have shocked me before I began reading the Letters Books, I felt there was never any pressure for me to be involved in anything I didn't want.
One night they had a massage evening. When I asked if I could join in, Amita warned me that things could get more sexual than what I was normally involved in. She also said I could just watch or join in the massage part of the evening. Since I wanted to learn massaging, I decided to do that. I was invited to join Amita and Mootie. There are a few things that happened then that I feel were important to my story.
To my surprise, they asked if I wanted to go first. I followed what the others were doing and lay down on my front. Soon I could feel their hands moving over me, rubbing the oil all over my naked flesh. It was nice what Mootie did to my shoulders. He had strong hands and made me feel very comfortable and relaxed. I knew Amita was doing my arms and legs while Mootie remained on my back.
I was disappointed when he left my shoulders, moving down over my back. Even lower still to my lower back. By now he had come to the part that was usually covered when I wore my bikini bottom. But still he move lower on to my bum. His strong hands gripped each bum cheek as he massaged and rubbed the oil all over.
I felt him dribble more oil over me, over my bum. Then I felt his hands return again. I could feel a drop had landed at the top of my bum crack and began to run down between my cheeks. Suddenly, his fingers followed, catching the drop before it reached my bum hole before he continued down to touch my back hole and on down to touch my pussy lips. I was surprised. It felt good but left me confused about being touched there. He didn't do it again so I decided it wasn't a problem.
When I rolled over, both Amita and Mootie touched and played with my breasts. Again this was something no one had ever done before. I espeically liked it when they played with my nipples. I know Mootie spent a lot of time doing that while Amita finshed the rest of me. And no, I didn't let either of them touch my pussy. I thought that was a bit too much for me.
One night they had a massage evening. When I asked if I could join in, Amita warned me that things could get more sexual than what I was normally involved in. She also said I could just watch or join in the massage part of the evening. Since I wanted to learn massaging, I decided to do that. I was invited to join Amita and Mootie. There are a few things that happened then that I feel were important to my story.
To my surprise, they asked if I wanted to go first. I followed what the others were doing and lay down on my front. Soon I could feel their hands moving over me, rubbing the oil all over my naked flesh. It was nice what Mootie did to my shoulders. He had strong hands and made me feel very comfortable and relaxed. I knew Amita was doing my arms and legs while Mootie remained on my back.
I was disappointed when he left my shoulders, moving down over my back. Even lower still to my lower back. By now he had come to the part that was usually covered when I wore my bikini bottom. But still he move lower on to my bum. His strong hands gripped each bum cheek as he massaged and rubbed the oil all over.
I felt him dribble more oil over me, over my bum. Then I felt his hands return again. I could feel a drop had landed at the top of my bum crack and began to run down between my cheeks. Suddenly, his fingers followed, catching the drop before it reached my bum hole before he continued down to touch my back hole and on down to touch my pussy lips. I was surprised. It felt good but left me confused about being touched there. He didn't do it again so I decided it wasn't a problem.
When I rolled over, both Amita and Mootie touched and played with my breasts. Again this was something no one had ever done before. I espeically liked it when they played with my nipples. I know Mootie spent a lot of time doing that while Amita finshed the rest of me. And no, I didn't let either of them touch my pussy. I thought that was a bit too much for me.
Now, we were doing Mootie and Amita allowed me to do his body. I could feel the strong muscles in his chest and enjoying touching him there. I went down lower on to his belly and just beside me I could see his cock standing straight up. I must say I was very impressed to see that.
When Amita started to do his cock she invited me to join but I was content to watch. She did his balls part first and then moved to the shaft part. Finally while one hand rubbed up and down his shaft like pumping, her other hand was rubbing over the head part.
The man lying beside us was groaning now so I knew this must have been good for him. Suddenly his cock gave a jerk and he begun to cum. I had never seen a man do this before and I was amazed at how much force the white cum burst out. Amita allowed me to see it flying before she caught it with a paper towel.
When Amita started to do his cock she invited me to join but I was content to watch. She did his balls part first and then moved to the shaft part. Finally while one hand rubbed up and down his shaft like pumping, her other hand was rubbing over the head part.
The man lying beside us was groaning now so I knew this must have been good for him. Suddenly his cock gave a jerk and he begun to cum. I had never seen a man do this before and I was amazed at how much force the white cum burst out. Amita allowed me to see it flying before she caught it with a paper towel.
That night in bed, I couldn't get that out of my mind. As I lay strokeing my pussy, I was thinking about two things. First was his fingers touching my breasts and nipples. The second thing was he had touched my pussy lips. I realized I wanted that to happen again. I also realized that I would like to rub a man's cock and make him cum like Amita did.
But this is getting ahead of myself. I was the virgin, not involved in the sexual things and I knew I had to remain like that. Yes, I had crossed the line with those things but I knew it would never go further because if it did, I knew my body might make me do things I wasn't ready for yet.
But this is getting ahead of myself. I was the virgin, not involved in the sexual things and I knew I had to remain like that. Yes, I had crossed the line with those things but I knew it would never go further because if it did, I knew my body might make me do things I wasn't ready for yet.
Now, things were changing in the house now. Amita became pregnant. It caused some excitement within the house. Some of the staff members were always interested in what was going on with Sarvesh and Amita. They were also interested in the special weekends too. But of course they never found out too much.
I was surprised to see Amita as she became larger with the baby, she still was happy to be nude and go swimming but of course, she was soon not taking part in some of the more energetic games such as tennis.
Then came the time when her baby was born. She had a little boy they named Steven, with Vishva as his Indian name. Since so many of you are from New Zealand, for this story I will use his Western name.
I had wondered why they named him Steven. Maybe it could be after a Steve they know from New Zealand. Maybe it was after a night when Amita had made love to a man called Steve. Maybe it was after a time when Steve and Amita were together at a hill station in the mountains.
One day I asked Amita that and she didn’t answer except to smile and say, “That is an interesting theory, Katrina.”
But my question is:- Is my theory correct? She has never told me.
When she showed him to all of us, we all thought he was a beautiful baby. Some of the staffs were trying to say he looked like Amita or he looked like Sarvesh but to me he was just a beautiful baby. He was a happy baby, always smiling and loved the attention he got from staff and visitors to the big house.
One day, soon after the baby had been born I was called into the Office. I wasn’t worried now because of course, I know them both now but I was a bit curious as to why they asked me. When I arrived, both Sarvesh and Amita were there and so was the House Manager. I was a bit surprised to see him there too.
The Manager began speaking, “Katrina, you have always been a good worker for us. Sarvesh and Amita both speak very highly of you and I am always very happy with your work.”
I was thinking to myself – this sounded like another conversation I once had in this room.
But the Manager was continuing; “They have asked me to offer you a new position within the house.”
Now I was a bit surprised. I was wondering what position they had in mind. I did not know of any staffs who had left their employment so I wondered whatever this new position with in the house could be.
Then he continued, “Amita wants someone to help her with the new baby. This task will mean you leave all your present other duties and only help with the baby. Would you be interested in doing this?”
“Yes!” I managed to say still a bit surprised.
Then Amita began speaking. “Katrina what we want is someone to help me look after the many little jobs for Steven. That is preparing food and clothing for the baby, helping me care for the baby, bathing him and of course, the not so nice parts too like changing him some times.”
I was happy with this new job. “Of course Missies, I am happy to help you,” I said.
“Unfortunately Katrina,” said the Manager, “you will not be able to get the staff weekends off because Amita will still need you during those weekends.”
“Oh,” I replied trying to look a bit disappointed. I realised what they were doing now, they were arranging for me to openly stay in the house when the other staffs were leaving in the van.
“But don’t worry about that Katrina,” said the manager. “I will make sure you get some time off as well.”
I now tried to look more relieved. But I know what Sarvesh was doing. They were making an excuse for me to be there for the special weekends. It also made up for the weekends when I visited my family. Now the manager was cutting my wages for those days and Sarvesh was making up the difference. It was clever how they had got the manager telling me this when he didn’t know the real reasons behind all this. This way also meant we didn’t have to play all these games any more of me going off in the van then sneaking back to the house.
“Now Katrina,” began the Manager again. “Since your new duties will involve working very closely with The Misses and the baby you will be moving up to live in the big house. You know there have been work-men working on two rooms near the master bedroom. The first one is going to be the nursery and the other room is for you. As soon as they are finished we will move your things up there.”
I nodded again. I looked up at Sarvesh who was standing slightly behind the Manager. He smiled and gave me a wink. Suddenly I realised that this was more than just for the baby. They were making things easier for me to spend more time with them as well.
Later that day, the Manager called all the staff together for a meeting. When Sarvesh and Amita arrived, the Manager announced my promotion and new job within the house. He also said my duties would involve using various parts of the house such as the kitchen, washing room and any staffs were to help me if I asked. Then he turned to the drivers and said that sometimes Katrina would be requiring the cars and so they were to drive me into town whenever I needed.
This last bit was a surprise because I was wondering why I should need to go into town but I didn’t have long to think about it before many of the staffs came up to me and were congratulating me for my promotion.
Then the manager asked them all to be quiet again. “Katrina, we want you to start you new duties first thing tomorrow morning. Is that alright?”
I just nodded yes.
“Now we have arranged for a girl to replace Katrina and she will be arriving tomorrow. She will not be doing the same duties as Katrina has done because I am making some changes concerning duties within the house. Some of you will have different duties but I have already spoken with those of you concerned.”
So the very next morning I began my new duties working closely with Amita looking after the baby. Once she showed me what I had to do I enjoyed doing too. It was fun looking after Steven, taking care of his needs, looking after him.
About two weeks later I moved my things into the new room. It was a lot bigger than my old room and I didn’t have to share with anyone. It had a great view looking down over the river too and there was even a small balcony, where I could sit outside and enjoy the view.
There was a door between my room and the nursery where the baby Steven would live once he got a bit older but for the time being he slept in the master bedroom in his own little cot. They had also put in a door between the master bedroom and the nursery so now someone could move between the three rooms and none of the other staffs could be knowing.
This new freedom meant that whenever they weren’t using their bedroom I could go to the cabinet for The Letters Books. They had shown me where the key was hidden. It also meant I could use the spa as long as I was careful not to let anyone know.
When Sarvesh was away on trips which often he was, Amita called me sometimes to join her in the spa. We were there one evening when she mentioned that another letter had just arrived from New Zealand.
“I have just put our copy into the binder,” she told me.
“I will like to read it sometime,” I said.
“Yes,” she said. “This is a very nice letter. Very different to our usual letters.”
“What is it about?” I asked.
“It’s about going into the jungle, bush they call it. Going into the bush late at night to listen for calls from the native bird they have there, called a kiwi.”
“I have heard about that bird. Isn’t that their national bird?”
“Yes,” she smiled. “I do believe it is.”
“It seems like a strange bird,” I said. “It cannot fly and only comes out at night.”
“Yes,” she said. “It is a strange bird. Why don’t we get out now and go inside and then I can read it to you.”
Soon Amita was lying naked on the bed. Still naked I lay beside her as she opened the binder and began to read. The story was a bit different but very interesting too.
After she had finished she turned to me and asked what I thought about this new story. I told her it was different to most of the others but I liked it.
“Tell me Katrina, which is your favourite story?”
I thought about it for a while. There were so many stories that I liked. Then I said, “I like many of the stories but my best is the one about Mike and Shanti on their first date.”
“I thought you might say that.”
“Why? Why did you think that?
“Well you do kind of have a thing for Mike, don’t you?”
I had to admit that I did. “I don’t know why,” I said, “because I do not really know him except through the stories. When he was here I hardly met him.”
“Yes he is a nice man.”
“Which is your favourite story, Amita?”
“Oh like you I like so many of them. I think I like the exhibitionism ones the best. You know where people remove their clothes in front of other people.”
“You mean like we do around the pool?”
“Yes, a little bit like that. I enjoyed your story about the strip chess game. But I think more like when there are other people I don’t know.”
“Oh, you mean like going to a nude beach like Lizamoa did?”
“Yes like that. Doing that would be exciting. Even going to those special nights they have in New Zealand – the Ripper Stripper Nights. That would be so much fun to see and so sexy to do.”
“I’m not sure I could do those things,” I said.
“Oh I would. It would be fun to try.”
Then she changed the subject. “Now Katrina, you know we are planning a trip to Australia soon. All of us from India are going and those from New Zealand are coming meeting us there too.”
“Yes,” I said. “I have read about it. Sarvesh is arranging it isn’t he?”
“That’s right. It will be good to meet them all again. There will be seventeen of us there this time.”
“Seventeen? But there are only eight couples.”
“Yes, eight couples plus one single person - you. That’s makes seventeen.”
“Am I going too?”
“Of course you are. You do want to don’t you?”
“Yes I will love to come but how will I. I can’t afford to take a trip like that.”
“Oh you don’t need to pay. We will do that for you. We will tell the staff you will be traveling with us to care for Steven.”
“Yes, Amita. I am happy to look after the baby.”
“Only for part of the time. You have to be with us too and have some fun.”
“But aren’t you going to an adult only resort?”
“We were at first but now we have found another place. This resort is half for adults only and the other half for families. They have excellent child care services too which we will need because there are quite a few children we will be taking with us too.”
“It sounds a nice place.”
“Yes it does,” she agreed. “We will be staying in the family side for the children but us adults can cross to the adult side for some fun too.”
Then she told me about the whole trip. “We will first fly to Singapore for a few days and then fly on to Brisbane in Australia. From here we will go to the island on the Great Barrier Reef. After a week there we will go on to Sydney for a few days. Jeevan and Brian and their families will be flying back to India then but Sarvesh and Mootie are talking about going on to New Zealand for another week. I believe we will be away about four weeks.”
“To New Zealand as well!”
“Yes Katrina. Do you want to go there?”
“Oh yes. I would love to go to New Zealand. I have heard so much about that country.”
“So have I. I have never been to New Zealand either.”
She looked at me, “Do you have a passport, Katrina.”
She must have seen my face because she said, “That’s OK, I’ll get Sarvesh to organize it for you as soon as he gets back.”
Suddenly she leaned over and hugged me. “I’m glad you are coming too,” she said.
It felt a bit strange at first hugging her, us both still totally naked. It reminded me of my feelings when I had been with Elizabeth.
Sarvesh had quickly organized the passport for me. I had to go into the state capital, Hyderabad and it was arranged for one of the drivers to take me. He was very nice and helped me with the details as I had to get my photo taken and fill out some forms. We took a room each in a small hotel and then drove back the following day, staying at my parents’ house the second night.
When I told my parents of the trip I was going on, they were amazed that I had been asked but very happy for me. I later heard the driver talking with my father telling him it was apparently an important business trip and of the need for me to care for the baby for Amita. It shows just how good we had done with the spreading of that story. I gave a secret smile as I listened to the men talking. Little did they know what this “business” trip actually was.
Within three weeks, my new passport had arrived. It was so quick so I think Sarvesh must have helped there a bit too. I was pleased when Amita handed it to me and took it to my room to admire it. Now I had my very own new passport and I looked at it, seeing my photo and seeing all the details that were mine. I was proud of it and happy to own such a beautiful passport too. I carefully placed somewhere safe, where I could keep it but get it out to look at when I wanted.
Soon after Sarvesh was away again and Amita came to my room to ask if I wanted to have a spa. It was late, and by then everyone else was in bed. I was still awake, just waiting for Steven’s last change before I went to bed as well. I agreed and soon we were both relaxing in the warm water.
“Are you looking forward to the trip Katrina?”
“Yes,” I said. “I have never been out of our state before, it will be interesting going to other countries.”
“Yes it will. You are going to find those countries are very different to here.”
“Will it be cold in New Zealand?”
“Yes, it is colder than here but we are going during their summer season so it will not be too bad.” She explained. “Now Katrina, are you looking forward to the resort too?”
“I’m not sure. I don’t know much about it so I’m not sure what it will be like there.”
“Don’t worry. As I told you, there are two parts. The nude side and a family, non-nude side. You can decide which part you want to be in.”
There was a few minutes pause while we just lay back enjoying the bubbles around our bodies, each with our own thoughts.
Then I said, “Can I ask you something personal, Amita.”
She looked at me, not sure what was on my mind. “Of course you can dear. What is the problem?”
“Oh, it isn’t really a problem, just a question really.”
She was now watching me, waiting for me to continue.
“I am thinking about taking my….. taking my virginity, Amita. What do you think?”
She looked at me for a moment. I began to think maybe I shouldn’t have told her. Then she began to speak.
“Katrina that is a big step to consider. You need to think about this very carefully. Many men…. particularly men in India, are not interested in a girl who is not a virgin, even these days.”
“Well any man who is like that is not someone I would want to marry.”
“Yes it is easy for you to say that now, but you still should think about this first. Anyway you do not have a boyfriend, so who would be the lucky fellow?”
She paused for a moment, then added, “Or do I really need to ask?”
“I think you have guessed who Amita.”
“Well he is a good choice and we will not be seeing him for another month so think about it until then. If you still want do this we can approach him and see if he is interested.”
“What, do you think he might not be willing?”
“Katrina he is a married man after all and I think you may have feelings for him beyond whatever he might have for you. So all we can do is ask him and see, so until then don’t get your hopes up too high.”
“Oh!” I said. “I hadn’t thought he might refuse.”
“I didn’t say he would refuse. Just that you should ask Mike and Shanti first.”
“Ok Amita. Thank you for your advice.”
“You are welcome Katrina, but like I said, think about it first. It is a big step to take and once it is gone you can never get it back.”
“I know that Amita.”
That was how things were left, until our trip. Some of the staffs were surprised that I was going too but they all seemed to except the excuse that Amita would be busy helping Sarvesh on this important business trip and she needed me to look after the baby.
I managed to get home to my family again and they were still happy I was going too. Mum said I was very lucky to get the chance to see these places because like me she had hardly even seen much of India. My father warned me that my duties to Sarvesh and Amita were important and I must put those first. It was clear they trusted me to look after their child he told me and I must be careful to always work my best for them.
Back at the big house, the cook offered to loan me her camera so I could take many photos and being to show her. She said I was very lucky to be going. I never had my own camera and I was happy to take one. I made the promise to have many photos to show her when I came back to India.
Soon we were in the last few days rushing to get everything ready before we left. There were so many things to do. I had to go into town on a few times to pick up special things for Amita. One of the drivers took me of course. They would always help to carry things when I was shopping. They always did that with Amita too.
Finally the big day came, the day when we would leave on our trip.
That is the end of my second part.
I will be continuing in the next volume.
Katrina.
Katrina's Story - Section Three.
Part A - My Journey to Australia.
This next section is where Katrina and the group travel to the Resort in Australia. For a girl who had hardly travelled far from the area where she was born this was an amazing adventure. Published as Letter/Story 89 - 27th March, 2014.
Hi
again from Katrina.
Before
I begin my story again, I want to be thanking all of you who sent me E-mails. I
am happy you are enjoying my story and I am happy to make such a big addition to
the Letters Book. I did not know I could be the writer in such a
book.
Here is
part three of my story. In the parts one and two, I was telling about the events
in India before I was leaving with my trip and with this part, I tell how my
trip to Australia and New Zealand was started.
Then
the day came when we were leaving on our trip. I was so excited I could hardly
sleep and when they called me at 5:30, I was already up and dressed. A few last
minute things and my bag packing was finished.
After a
quick breakfast, I went up to finish packing the Steven’s things. By eight o’clock, we were getting into the
van and taking us to the airport. Most of the staffs were outside to wave to us
and see us off. I had been among groups like that before and it felt funny this
time to be among those who were leaving. Some of them came up and wished me a
happy trip.
We
stopped in the town to pick up the other couples and then we were on our way.
One of our drivers drove the van and I sat up in front with him. We had the
child seat between us and little Steven was happily giggling and watching
everything going by outside. I think he knew something different was happening
and he was happy too.
We took
until 2pm to reach the
airport and that left us with just enough time to get checked in at the counter.
I am unsure about all this business because I was looking after Steven and three
other small children traveling with us. I was too busy with the children to take
note of our traveling details. Sarvesh had asked for my passport and took care
of everything for me.
Soon we
were ready to go to our gate, ready for boarding the aircraft. I had never flown
into an airplane before and this was all so new to me. We had a smaller flight
of just over an hour to the main airport at Hyderabad, and then on to an
international flight to take us all the way to Singapore.
For the
first flight Sarvesh made sure, I was sitting beside a window so I could look
out and see the sceneries below us. It was interesting but also a bit scary for
the first time, especially the taking off and the landing.
Then we
came to a rush and bustle to get all of us through the large airport and on to
the international flight. Again, I didn’t have to worry about anything but just
make sure I helped Hansini with the children.
On the
second plane, it was a lot bigger and since it was an evening flight Sarvesh
didn’t bother with window seats. He made sure Amita and I were sitting together
in the front row where they had baskets for the babies and small children, on
the wall in front. Mandara’s baby was upset and cried until she took her and
held her but little Steven was no trouble at all, he just went off to sleep.
Since he was so good, I was able to help holding Mandara’s baby for a while too.
Hansini seemed to have her child and Mandara’s older child under control for
most of the flight. Amita seemed to be a bit tired. I think the stress of
preparing for this trip.
We
arrived in Singapore late at night. There was
the usual check points to get through and then customs before we could leave the
airport. After traveling through what looked like a very busy city we finally
arrived at our hotel. I was sharing a room with Sarvesh and Amita. They had a
double bed and I had a single. We of course had Steven with us
too.
For the
next few days, we had a lot of fun seeing the sights of the Singapore. I enjoyed
this wonderful city and had a good time. I could not believe that this entire
country was just one city on an island. It was so busy day and night.
On the
evening of the third day, we left Singapore to fly to Australia. This was an
overnight flight with us arriving in Brisbane the following morning. Once again,
there was the bustle of getting us all through this airport and on to a smaller
plane to fly to the smaller city called Cairns. From there we took an even
smaller plane to fly out over the most beautiful ocean I had even seen to our
island resort.
Sarvesh
had put me beside the window again and I could look out over the deep blue
colour in the ocean. Near islands it was green
and we could see there were many tiny little islands as
well.
Apparently it seems, those coming from New Zealand had arrived earlier in
the day because they were all being there to meet us. I felt a bit strange when
they were hugging each other but then Brian and Mega were standing back with me,
a bit feeling the same way too. For some reason Hansini was quickly in the thick
of it, hugging everyone, even those she did not know of.
Then Amita pulled me over to meet everyone. I knew all their names and had seen many photos of them but it was still a bit strange to suddenly meet them all.
Then Amita pulled me over to meet everyone. I knew all their names and had seen many photos of them but it was still a bit strange to suddenly meet them all.
Then to
my surprise, Mike turned around and saw me. “Katrina,” he cried. “It’s so good
to see you.”
He came
over and gave me a great hug, lifting me completely off my feet as he did. He
felt so strong with his arms wrapped tightly around me, my body pressed against
his. I also felt my breasts pressing to him as well. I am sure he would be
feeling them as well.
I
looked over his shoulder and saw Amita smiling. She gave me a
wink.
When
Mike finally put me down, holding me by each shoulder, looking directly at me
with a big smile on his face. Then he said, “I was so pleased when Sarvesh said
you were coming. I am looking forward to getting to know you a lot
better.”
Little
did he know how much better I had in mind.
Well
finally, with all our welcomes and greetings completed, we got into two small
vans to take us to our resort.
My room
was overlooking the ocean. Below on the beach I could see people on the beach
enjoying the water. I had my own room while Amita and Sarvesh were just
next-door. My room had the double bed that was so soft I could just sink into
it. After the long flight I felt like doing that, pressing my body into the
softness. It was so nice and I was having the sleep. I was awoken by Amita who
came in to announce they were going for dinner. Suddenly I realised how hungry I
was so I went too.
That
evening we had a nice meal at a larger restaurant. The food was a laid out so
you could take whatever you wanted. It was mostly European food but with lots of
nice seafood as well. I was happy with this. It had been a long day and any food
would be good.
Part B - Amita Gets Naughty.
In this the second part of Story 89 Katrina gets witness a rather surprising sexual adventure involving Amita and two European men. Katrina also touched an erect male penis. The whole evening left her a bit excited. Published as Letter/Story 89 - 27th March, 2014.
After
the dinner, we returned to our rooms. I changed into my bikini and just left my
matching skirt and cover –up on too. I don’t know why I did that. I think I
wanted to appear a bit more sexy. At the time, I didn’t think it was for the men
there but thinking back now, I know that was why I did
it.
We all met
in the big sitting room of the flat where the New Zealanders were staying. We
had to bring some chairs from other rooms since so many of us were there. I
wasn’t the only one dressed sexy either. Amita wore a very short skirt and her
bikini top. Some of the other girls wore similar too.
I was able
to meet better many of them. For a while, I talked to Mike and Shanti. I like
them, because they are a nice couple. She was very friendly and gentle to me and
I got to know of them a lot better. Mike was wearing a very tight T-shirt which
clinging to his body showing the close shape of his chest. I couldn’t help
looking and he caught me as he was talking. He just smiled as he continued but I
was feeling a bit shy at getting caught like that.
Later I was
sitting beside Jenny and Sharon the two European women. Shanti had introduced
me. They were very nice too, asking about my life in India. I did have trouble
understanding them because they talked very fast and used words I was unknowing
of but they realised this and made their talking easier.
Amita and
Hansini were sitting each side of the man called Steve. They were joking and
laughing with him, obviously having a lot of fun. She looked up and saw me
watching them so she called me over to meet him. I took my chair, going to sit
close by them.
They were
taking about how Steve was doing the working within a gym. I had noticed he had
larger shoulders and arms. Now I knew why. He working-out at the gym
too.
“Do you
want to see his muscles?” Amita asked Hansini.
“Sure,”
Hansini replied.
So Amita
turned to Steve, “Come on Steve. Get your shirt off. Show us what you’ve
got.”
I was
surprised she said that to this man. He didn’t seem to mind. He just smiled then
reaching for his shirt, pulled it over his head.
Now we could
see what big arms he really had. Sitting there topless, I was interested to see
him. He held his arms so the muscles were straining and bulging. I could see
both girls were impressed too.
Wow!” said
Hansini as she reached out and touched his arm. "They are
big!"
Meanwhile
Amita was now holding and rubbing her fingers over his other arm. I could not
believe this. Here were these two women doing this to a man while their husbands
were there in the room too.
I looked
over at Sarvesh concerned he might not like it but then I saw why he wasn’t
worried. He had his full attention on Sharon, particularly on that tiny top she
was wearing with her large breasts almost falling out of
it.
My
attention was pulled back to Amita when she said to Hansini. “Steve likes girls
doing this. Makes him horny.” Then with a laugh she added, “Doesn’t it
Steve?”
This made
Hansini giggle to but I just smiled.
Steve’s
reply was not much more than noise but it didn’t matter as Amita
continued.
“I bet he is
horny now.”
“Are you
horny, Steve?” Hansini asked.
Steve
didn’t reply, just had this funny grin. Suddenly Amita’s hand was on his shorts.
“Oh he sure
is,” she laughed. “Here Hansini feel this.”
They were
both feeling what appeared to be an erection through the fabric of his shorts.
Steve just sat back in his seat, his hands behind his head, allowing them to do
it. He was smiling so I know enjoying it.
“Do you want
to see it?” Amita asked.
Hansini
nodded in agreement, with a big grin.
They soon
had his shorts down with his erection fully exposed. Now they were both having a
good feel. Suddenly Amita turned around to me.
“Feel how
hard he is, Katrina.”
She reached
for my hand but I pulled away.
“Come on,”
she said, grabbing my hand again.
Before I
could stop her, she had my hand on his penis. I was shocked. Were there people
looking? I pulled my hand out of her grasp. I was so embarrassed she had done
that! Made me touch him there!
This
attracted the attention of others in the room including Steve’s
wife.
“Steve, put
that dirty thing away. Now is not the time for that.”
As he did,
Sharon added, “And you two, stop encouraging him. He is bad enough already
without you too.”
“Yes,” said
another European man near me. “Naughty girls. You can’t keep your hands off the
boys, can you Amita?”
“Watch out
Peter,” Amita said. “We’ll have our hands all over you
next.”
“Anytime,
honey,” he said with a laugh.
Then Amita
did something I would have never expected. She made a jump at Peter. He jumped
to avoid her. A few chairs were knocked over and I jumped out of the way. Peter
ducked aside as she reached him. She grabbed him but by now, Steve was behind
her. Soon she found herself with a man tightly holding an arm each. She
struggled but they would not let her go.
“Now Amita,
think you are clever feeling the boys. Now the boys get to feel Amita,” Peter
said with a laugh.
“No!” cried
Amita as she struggled even harder. "Don't you dare!"
It was no
good. They held her tightly. Soon both their free hands were feeling her
breasts. First, they were rubbing her through her bikini top. Then, her bikini
top was pulled aside and her breasts exposed. Their hands were touching her bare
breasts and touching her nipples. Her struggling stopped and her eyes were
closed. I realised she was actually enjoying this.
“What about
some pussy too?” Steve asked his friend.
“Yes, Amita
has a hot little pussy,” Peter replied to him.
“What? No,
not here!” she said as her eyes snapped open.
They went
for her skirt. Their hands went up under her skirt as she began to struggle
again. Soon two hands were pulling at her bikini bottom. She tried to clamp her
legs together as she couldn't use her hands to stop
them.
“No! No!”
she protested again. “Don’t do that!”
But it was
no good. Soon her bikini was down to her knees, her skirt pulled down around her
ankles. We all had a view of her pussy as their hands were feeling her. I
noticed Peter’s fingers entered inside of her. Then she quietened
down.
Now it had
really turned sexual. They were rubbing her pussy and she had her eyes closed
now. Her legs had drifted open as I heard a moan escape her lips and I knew she
was enjoying this too. While Steve was sucking on a nipple, Peter was thrusting
his fingers into her pussy in a very rough manner. Then I saw her pelvis humping
against his hand. I then realised she was heading towards an orgasm! I looked
around the room and now everyone had stopped talking and was watching this
surprise showing she was making.
She let out
a moan followed by a cry and I knew it had happened.
Now the boys
were holding her up because she looked so weak. When they felt she could stand,
they let her go and they stepped away from her. She stepped out of her skirt
before pulling up and replacing her bikini parts.
“Good show!”
I heard Sharon say as she began clapping. Soon everyone had joined in with
clapping too.
She turned
to the room and gave a little bow. “Thank you,” she said with a smile, “And
thank, you guys too.” She said to the two men.
That sort of
finished the evening. It was certainly not, what I expected. When Shanti
announced that she and Mike were going to bed there were a few smart remarks
about, “have some hot sex, Mike.” as they left. So soon everyone else was
following.
Amita had
left to go to her room and Sarvesh came over to me. “Come on, Katrina,” he
said.
I walked
with him to the door of my room and we stopped. “Are you OK ?” he asked
me as he put his arm around my shoulder.
“Yes,” I
replied. “Just not what I expected Amita might do.”
“Oh, I
better warm you. My wife has come here to party. Don’t be surprised at anything
she does. She can get pretty wild with those guys.”
With that,
he left me as I turned to enter my room.
Later, back in my bed alone, I was thinking about what happened. My thoughts went to when I touched Steve. He was so hard and the shaft felt warm too. I wished I’d taken longer and felt more.
I wondered
what Mike would look like hard. Steve had looked very different to the Indian
men I had seen. I don’t know why but it was different. I thought Mike must be
the same as this.
I was
thinking about what those men did to Amita. It looked so rough, like she was
being hurt and held against her will, but she was loving it. It had not occurred
to me sex could be like this. I always thought of sex in a bedroom between two
people, not openly displayed like this. But, it was sexy to see. I heard that
cry as she cum and it affected me too.
This
thinking had me feeling sexy myself. I discovered I was wet and began to work my
pussy with my fingers. All the time thinking of the men doing that to me,
instead of Amita. I was thinking about them, even about their cocks too. It
didn’t take me long before my cum arrived. I gasped at the thrill of it. I was
surprised at how quickly I had cum and how I could be excited by sex like that.
Then I
settled down to sleep still thinking about cocks, about feeling then, touching
them, maybe doing more with them too.
This must
be when I end with Part Three.
Katrina – with help from Hansini and Amita.
Part C - Katrina's Nude Cruise.
Published as Letter/Story 97 - 22nd May, 2014.
Parts of this story have been left out on this page as we are only interested in events concerning Katrina. On this cruise to the Great Barrier Reef she gets to develop her interest in sex and sexual things as she spends most of the trip naked with other naked people.
Parts of this story have been left out on this page as we are only interested in events concerning Katrina. On this cruise to the Great Barrier Reef she gets to develop her interest in sex and sexual things as she spends most of the trip naked with other naked people.
Hi again
from India. It is Amita here.
During
the first few days at the resort island, surprisingly we spent most of our time
in the clothed side of the resort. Yes, we wore our sexy bikinis and even went
topless on one of the beaches, but of course nudity was not allowed.
Sometimes
the guys went over to the nude side for a swim and I think check out the girls
there too. The second time they went over, Katrina and I decided to go too.
On the
family side, most of the time, Katrina was wearing her bikini and sometimes she
wore the matching short skirt we had brought for her. Much of the time, she
remained with only her bikini top covering her top but sometimes, like when we
went to a restaurant or club, she wore the matching cover-up.
When we
went to the nude side, she was wearing her bikini and the skirt. She followed
Shanti, Lizamoa and I into the changing room. Lizamoa and Shanti stripped
completely and went out like that. For me, I wasn’t so bold, I decided to go
naked with only a cover-up over me. I was wondering what Katrina would do.
To my
surprise, she reached behind herself and undid her bikini top. Still leaving the
skirt on, she reached underneath and pulled down her bikini bottom. Wearing
nothing but that little skirt, she followed us out into the nude area of the
resort. She was topless, of course and it was obvious she was intending to swim
naked once we were inside. That was even bolder than me in my cover-up.
When we
found a place under some shade on the beach the boys quickly suggested a swim.
Lizamoa and Shanti were of course already naked. I just slipped off my cover-up
and a glance across at Katrina revealed she had just stepped out of her skirt.
All of us now naked we ran down across the sand to the water.
When we
returned to our things, I noticed that Katrina quickly replaced her skirt. All
the rest of us decided to remain naked. Later when we went swimming in the
pool, Katrina again joined us nude before replacing her skirt again afterwards.
One of
the more interesting events of our stay on the island resort was the cruise out
to the Great Barrier Reef. This was with a catamaran boat owned by the resort.
There were two trips taken each day, in the morning and again in the afternoon
and twice per week the trips left from the nude side where passengers could
enjoy the trip naked if they wanted.
Sarvesh
enquired about this trip and learned that the boat took about 30 people per
trip. We got together with Donald’s group, the team we had played chess
against, to come with us and make up the numbers required.
Next
morning we had to be at the wharf on the nude side by 10 minutes to 10 as the
boat was leaving at 10am sharp. We had put all the kids into the childcare for
a few hours, which meant all of us could go. On the way to the nude side gate
we met Donald’s group coming across from the other side of the island. We
greeted them and we all walked on in a group together.
At the
gate, some of us undressed but mostly we stayed the same, as we preferred to
strip off later on the boat.
The boat
was ready waiting for us, a catamaran painted light blue. It was a beautiful
boat and Katrina stopped to take a photo. It was able to be sailed but also had
a motor. Usually on these trips, they sailed most of the way. Being a catamaran
design there was plenty of room on the deck and partly they had a large
covering to protect passengers from the hot sun too.
We were
greeted by a woman crew member who invited us aboard. There was only one other
crewmember a man, who was the captain. Between them, they sailed the boat with
some help from the passengers.
Once
everyone was aboard they cast off and soon we were heading out onto the ocean.
Some people were already naked but then some others undressed to join them. I
decided to join them too.
I looked
over at Katrina and she appeared to have a slight smile on her face as she was
talking with Hansini. Then I noticed Hansini undoing her bikini top. Katrina
quickly followed her, removing her own bikini top too. By now, Hansini was
slipping off her bikini bottom, and then Katrina pulled down her skirt taking
her bikini bottom with it. So, she had decided to go nude like the rest of us.
The crew
invited some of the men to help sail the boat. We were sitting watching Joseph
and Mike who were helping. They were pulling up a larger sail. They appeared to
be enjoying working hard together too. I was enjoying watching them, their
naked bodies stretching and muscles straining as they pulled on the ropes.
I didn’t
notice that Katrina was also paying attention too.
“Indian
men look different to European Men don’t they?” she said.
“Yes
they do,” I replied.
“Not
just their skin colour too. But looking at the shape is different too.”
I was
thinking to myself this girl is checking the boys out. When I remained silent,
she continued.
“Look at
Joseph his skin is so smooth with almost without the hair. But Mike is very
different he like…..”
“A big
teddy bear,” said Lizamoa finishing her sentence with a giggle.
This
brought a burst of laughter from Katrina. Mike and Joseph heard us and looked
round.
“And
that is not the only way they are different too,” added Lizamoa.
“Yes!”
replied Katrina. “I have seen that too. Their thing ….. you know down there.”
“Their
willies,” said Lizamoa.
“Yes,”
said Katrina. “Is that the name for it?”
“One
name,” I said. “But there are many others.
“Joseph
has it very big when it is hanging,” she said. “Is it also big when he…. When
he gets it hard?”
Lizamoa
looked over at me and I smiled.
“Yes it
is,” she replied.
“Oh!”
said Katrina. “Maybe one day I would like to see that.”
“Didn’t you see him at Hansini’s cum
shower?”
“No, I missed that. He had his back to me.”
Later
Katrina got up to go over to where Hansini was sitting. Once she was gone
Lizamoa turned to me.
“She is
taking an interest in men’s willies,” she giggled.
“Yes,” I
replied. “She is, isn’t she?”
“Maybe
she is thinking about trying one for size.”
I didn’t
answer that. But yes, I knew she was thinking about trying one and very soon
too. In fact, she was thinking about one of the men we were watching but of
course I couldn’t say anything to Liz. It was interesting that Katrina was
comparing them though.
Now we
were using the sail and not the motor, there not much we could do except just
sit back and enjoy the trip. Some of the men had formed a group and were
talking. From time to time I heard them laughing.
One of
Donald’s group, a woman called Paula came over and introduced herself as
Donald’s wife. Then she sat down with us. She was asking about where we all
came from. I think it is a bit interesting seeing a group of Europeans and
Indians traveling together. She was surprised that half of us came from New
Zealand and the other half from India.
While we
were sitting talking at the back under the shade, I saw Katrina get up from
beside Hansini and go to have a look around the boat. She was talking to the
captain at the steering wheel for a while. She seemed bold enough standing
there naked like that. Finally, she ended up at the front laying down watching
the bow breaking the water as we moved.
I was
talking with Paula and some of the girls when Mega pointed and said, “Amita
look at this.”
She
pointed up at Katrina. One of the younger boys from Donald’s group had gone up
and was sitting beside Katrina. I could see they were talking. Soon he was
laying on his front beside her, also watching the water. Later I noticed they
were sitting together talking again and they seemed to be getting on well.
I saw him
say something and heard her laugh. She didn’t seem at all self-conscious
considering they were both naked.
I was
thinking to myself. We’d better watch out or else Mike might not be getting
lucky after all. But then, they parted and Katrina returned to us.
“Got a
new boyfriend, Katrina?” Sarvesh asked.
“No! Not
my boyfriend. But David is very nice.”
“Yes,” I
agreed. “He seems a nice boy.”
“You
know him?” she asked me.
“No, of
course not. But we did talk in the pool after the chess game. Donald is his
uncle I believe.”
“Yes, he
told me that.”
I didn’t
tell her that David was asking about her and what her name was. He had thought
that Katrina was my daughter, then was surprised when I told him she worked for
Sarvesh and I, as a servant.
Then
Katrina surprised me by asking Sarvesh a question.
“Sarvesh,
David has invited me to dinner tonight. Can I go?”
“Of
course, Katrina. But you do not need to ask us,” he replied.
“I want
to ask. You and Amita are like my parents here.”
So
Katrina and David arranged to have their dinner together. She felt happier if
he came to where we were having dinner but they had a separate table. He was Ok
with that too.
Later
Donald came across and said he heard David and Katrina were having dinner
together. He then made the proposal that, since it was their last night on the
island, we could all get together for dinner. Sarvesh and Mike agreed and
quickly arrangements were made to meet them that evening at the larger
restaurant.
When we
arrived out on the reef, we had some spare time for some activities such as
snorkeling or walking on a small sandy island. I decided to go snorkeling and
looking down into the water to view the many fish and coral was beautiful. I
enjoyed this time we spent here. It is amazing just how much colours there was
in the coral and how much marine life there was around the reef.
For
those who were unable to swim they had brought a small glass bottom boat so that
people could see through to the reef below. In this way, we all were to enjoy
the view of this amazing attraction.
On the
way back, while we were waiting for lunch, a limbo stick was set-up and a
contest started. At first, almost all of us were involved but as the stick
became lower and lower soon most had been eliminated. They were down to only 5
people. There was Shanti, Katrina, David and another young married couple from
Donald’s group, Jeremy and Joyce.
This was
an interesting game to play when we were all nude. As each person went under
the stick, they had to bend backwards, stretching as they did. It was a bit
erotic to watch that.
For the
two boys they had they penis and the balls sticking out clearly revealed. For
the girls it was just as revealing when they bent back making their pussy
mounds stick up. Since they had they legs apart for balance, anyone on that
side got an open view of their pussy secrets.
I don’t
think Katrina realised this because she had been standing on the other side.
When she was standing beside me watching Shanti going under the bar in front of
her she saw how Shanti’s pussy was completely and openly displayed. It was then
that she suddenly realised just how revealing this maneuver was.
“Do I
look like that too?” she asked me quietly.
“Yes you
do,” I confirmed.
“With everything
exposed too?”
Again I
confirmed that she did.
“Ohh!”
she said. “I didn’t know that was so showing.”
I
thought that would have made her pull out of the contest. But no, to my
surprise, I was wrong.
“I’m
next,” she said.
“You are
carrying on?” I asked.
“Of
course. I want to win this,” she replied with a smile.
Sure
enough, she continued and as she bent backwards she gave another openly display
of her pussy. David was waiting with Jeremy to follow her and he must have got
a really good reveal too as he was looking straight down at her. As she stood
up she turned and looked straight at him, giving him a shy little smile.
I then
got the impression that she knew what she had shown, what he had seen, and she
was happy to be showing too. Maybe Katrina was a bit of an exhibitionist after
all.
Of
course, when David went under the bar in front of her, Katrina was looking down
at him as well. No doubt, she was checking him out too.
Well in
that round the other man, Jeremy touched the stick. It was a bit funny because
he was almost under when his cock just slightly moved the stick. Shanti who was
following him saw it and called him out. Trust Shanti to notice that.
His wife
Joyce and Paula where quick to pick up on that, making jokes about keeping his
cock out of the way next time. I got the impression Jeremy was rather pleased
with which body part had knocked him out of the contest.
The
following round his wife, Joyce and Shanti, were both knocked out two. So now
the contest was between just Katrina and David. It appeared neither of them
wanted to lose and as we all gathered around watching, the bar was lowered
twice more before finally David touched it with his leg. We all waited to see
if Katrina could clear it. If she did she would win otherwise it would be a draw.
She
leaned back and stretched down until her head was almost touching the deck and
then slowly inch by inch she eased under the bar. Once she got her head under,
next were her breasts. I thought for a moment she was going to touch as the
swell of her breasts came close to the bar but no, the tip of her nipple just
barely slipped under. Inch by inch she moved backwards as her stomach moved
under the bar until she came to her pussy mount. She was bent back so far that
her pussy stuck up and from where I was, she had everything between her thighs
openly on show. Now her body was under and she bent up, taking tiny steps back
as her thighs went under. She stood up to a cheer from all of us.
She had made it, she was the winner. I could see she was very happy with that.
She had made it, she was the winner. I could see she was very happy with that.
Later
after lunch, Katrina told us that she wanted to take some photos of her doing
the limbo-stick to show her friends at home. Of course, we couldn’t show her
nude so she had to do it fully clothed. David and Lizamoa also agree to do it
too. A few others of us agree to put on some clothes to appear in the photos in
the background too. The limbo bar was set up again, but not so low, just enough
to look impressive. Then Lizamoa, David and Katrina all went under again while
Donald and Joseph took some photos.
This was
not the first time we had posed for photos with our clothes before or after one
of our nude activities so she could get some photos. Once the photos were over
everyone quickly stripped again.
When we
arrived back at the resort Jenny and Sharon went back to get the kids and
looked after them for a while but since we were still on the nude side we
decided to stay there. Once Donald realised what we were doing that they
decided to stay there too. So not getting dressed we just found some tables
around the pool to relax with some drinks under the shade.
During the
afternoon, Katrina paired up with David and the other younger couple Jeremy and
Joyce. They were swimming and sitting at their own table nearby. I noticed that
she didn’t want to go out of sight of us though because when they went off to
explore this side of the resort she came back and sat down with us again.
“Where
have they gone?” I asked her.
“Oh just
to have a look around over on this side.”
“You
didn’t want to go with them?”
“No. I
am happy to stay here.”
I was
beginning to think that she was a bit unsure of all this. It explained why they
had decided to eat at the same restaurant as us tonight.
The rest
of us formed small groups and I was happy to see how well Donald’s group and
our group were mixing together. I also noticed that Sarvesh and Donald were
spending a lot of time together over at a table by themselves. I now think this
was when they first began talking about going into business together.
That is
typical of my husband, even when he is on holiday, on an island, out in the
middle of the ocean, he still manages to do some sort of business. But I must
say he has been successful as well so really I shouldn’t complain. I like the
way he is happy to involve our friends whenever he can too.
We all
met again for dinner. When Donald arrived with his group, David was with them.
Sarvesh went over to him and spoke quietly with him. I was wondering what
Sarvesh was saying until suddenly I saw David smiling and then reach out to
shake Sarvesh’s hand. David then came straight over to where Katrina, Lizamoa
and I were standing.
“Katrina,”
he said. “Sarvesh has arranged for our own table out on the deck overlooking
the beach.”
Katrina
smiled. I could see she was happy with that. She looked over at Sarvesh and
then to our surprise she blew him a kiss. Even more surprising was he returned
it too.
So there
is still some romance in the old boy I thought.
After
the meal Katrina came back to our building with us. David went off with Jeremy
and Joyce.
“He
wanted me to go to the disco,” she said.
“Why
didn’t you go?” I asked.
“No I
just wanted to come back here,” she said. “But he did ask if he could write to
me.”
“Are you
going to let him?”
“Yes,”
she replied. “I would like to do that.”
So that
is all for my story but since that time I can add another extra part to it as
well.
As he
promised David did write to her. When we arrived home there was already a
letter waiting for her. I know they exchanged letters a few times until one day
Katrina approached Sarvesh about her getting a computer. Sarvesh told her she
was welcome to use the one in the office if she wanted but she replied she
would rather her own one.
Well the
outcome of this was that Sarvesh decided to upgrade our house to cordless
broadband so we could use a computer anywhere in the house without needing to
go down to the office. He also helped Katrina buy her own laptop too. He got me
one too so now I can sit in bed and write to you in New Zealand. Ha Ha! I can
also sit in bed and chat with you over there. Hope I remember to put my top on.
LOL
Well
that is all from us here.
The
Indian Team say good bye
And
I do too.
Love
Amita.
Katrina's Story - Section Four.
Part A - My Date on the Nude Side.
Now we come to that final day when Katrina commits to having sexy with the European man called Mike. He takes her away for an afternoon together before taking her back to his room to spend the night with her. Published as Letter/Story 98 - 29th May, 2014.
Hi it is Katrina
again.
I am going to continue to my story but
from now Mike is going to helping me as well.
Now finally I get to the best part
of my story. We had been at the resort for five days and had got to a lot of
fun. We had the Beach Girl Contest, the Grand Strip Chess game, gone on a Nude
Cruise to view a coral reef and had some other adventures among our group. As I
said before, these are not my story to be telling. This is my story here - so
let me begin.
That morning Amita asked me about
what we had talked about into India concerning the man Mike. I told her I still
wanted to go through with it.
“Do you want me to talk to them for
you?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
Suddenly I felt a bit nervous about this
now.
Later I saw her sitting at the bar
talking to both Mike and Shanti. I guessed they might have been talking about me
as I saw Mike look over at me a few times. Then Mike got up and came over to me
while Shanti and Amita stayed at the bar.
He sat down opposite me, “Katrina,"
he said. "Amita has just told me about you wanting to make love to a man for the
first time. I am honoured that you have chosen
me.”
I didn't say anything except nod me head. I wasn't sure what to say.
I didn't say anything except nod me head. I wasn't sure what to say.
He looked at me for a moment then
taking my hands with his he asked, “Now Katrina, are you really sure? .......
Sure you want to do this?”
“Yes,” I replied. “I have thought
about doing this for a long time. I am ready to do it.”
“Yes, Amita told us that you have
talked with her and she is sure you have made up your
mind.”
“Will you be the man to do
it?”
“Yes, of course I will. As I said it
is a big honour.”
“What about Shanti? Is she…… Is she
Ok with it?”
“Yes she is fine. We have a very
open relationship. Anyway, I believe she will have other plans for the evening.
I expect she will find another partner before tonight is over. Oh tonight is Ok
for you is it?”
“Yes, tonight is very ok for
me.”
“Well I don’t want to rush you. If
you decide to change your mind at any time, I am OK with that too.”
“So how do we do this thing?” I
asked him.
“Well, let’s make this evening very
special for you. You are comfortable going over to the nude side now, aren’t
you?"
I nodded, confirming that I was but I was a bit confused he asked me that.
"Well they have this lovely little restaurant there. We can have a swim, a walk along the beach followed by a candle light dinner. Then we can come back to my room for the night.”
I nodded, confirming that I was but I was a bit confused he asked me that.
"Well they have this lovely little restaurant there. We can have a swim, a walk along the beach followed by a candle light dinner. Then we can come back to my room for the night.”
“What about
Shanti?”
“As I said, Shanti will be sleeping somewhere else
tonight.”
He reached over and touched my hand
again gently, “Does that sound like a nice evening for
you?”
“Yes it does. It sounds
lovely.”
I don’t know what I was expecting
but I wasn’t expecting an entire afternoon and evening alone with him. It
sounded so romantic.
We arranged to meet again after
lunch.
After he had
gone, I looked over and saw Amita sitting alone. She was watching me. When she
saw me looking, she beckoned me to come over.
“Well?” she asked. “What’s
happening?”
“Oh it sounds so
nice.”
“What does?”
“What we are going to be doing
today. He is taking me over to the other part….. To the adult side. We can go
for a beach walk. Have a swim and then he even said a candle light dinner. Then
we are going back to have the night at his room.”
“Yes I knew about the room. I heard
Shanti tell Jenny just now, she has no room for the
night.”
“What is she upset? Mike said she
was OK with it all.”
“No. No, she is not upset, just
arranging something for herself, I think.”
“Well what should I do to get
ready?”
“I can’t really tell you to wear
something nice can I, considering you will be naked most of the
afternoon.”
“What about
tonight?”
“You’re not getting cold feet are
you?”
“No! No, I want to do this. I just
don’t know what I should be doing.”
“Well you know a lot more than most
girls do their first time because you have been reading The Letters Books. My
only advice is just relax and try to enjoy it.”
“How will I know what to
do?”
“You don’t need to. Mike will take
care of you and he knows its your first time so just let him guide you.”
“I am a bit nervous
now.”
“I thought so. It was fun to talk
about it but now the time has come. Well why don’t we go to you room and I’ll
help you get ready.”
“But you said there was nothing I
could do.”
“Oh there are some things we can do.
Come on, I’ll show you.”
I think the others saw us get up and
go off to my room. I wondered for a moment what they were thinking. But too late
now, to worry about other people. This was what I want to do and now I was
committed to it.
When we got to my room, Amita closed
and locked the door. Then she asked me to remove my clothes. I was suddenly a
bit nervous stripping in front of her like that. Once I was naked, she asked me
to turn around so she could inspect every part of me.
“OK,” she said. “We will first give
you a little trim down there. Then next, we’ll rub coconut oil all over you.
That will make your skin glossier. Then
I think just a touch of make-up will do the trick.”
Carefully she trimmed my pussy hair.
It felt strange letting someone touch me there. She didn’t take much off on top
just trimming to make it neater but she cut more lower down around the opening
of my pussy.
Next, we rubbed the coconut oil all
over my body. I looked at myself in the mirror. Now my body was more glossy and
shining. It looked good too. The various tones of my dark skin was highlighted
under the sheen of the oil. The oil soaked in making my flesh feel smooth and
soft. I was happy with the effect it gave me.
“Will this wash off when I
swim?”
“It probably will but by then it
will have done its job.”
I looked at her, nor sure what she meant.
"Had the right effect," she explained. "Made you more attractive for Mike."
"Oh!" I replied as I realised what she intended.
I looked at her, nor sure what she meant.
"Had the right effect," she explained. "Made you more attractive for Mike."
"Oh!" I replied as I realised what she intended.
Then she applied just a touch of
make-up. Not more than to highlight my eyes and my cheeks.
"We don't want to over do this," she said. "Most men like girls to appear natural."
Then to my surprise, she applied a touch of make-up to my nipples. Highlighting them, making them stand out bolder.
She stepped back to look at me.
"Yes that looks good," she said.
Then as I turned around for her again she again viewed my body then looked down there. "Wait! There is one last thing. I'll be back in a minute."
She left my room in a hurry, leaving me standing there naked, wondering what was going on. When she returned she had scissors and a razor in her hand.
"Are you going to shave my pussy?" I asked her, being a bit worried since I would be going to the nude side of the resort. I didn't like the idea of being so exposed like that.
"No not all of it. Only a tiny bit at the top."
She carefully shaved a notch at the top, in the centre of my pussy hair. When she stepped back I looked into the mirror to see my pussy was now the shape of a heart. I was very happy with that.
"We don't want to over do this," she said. "Most men like girls to appear natural."
Then to my surprise, she applied a touch of make-up to my nipples. Highlighting them, making them stand out bolder.
She stepped back to look at me.
"Yes that looks good," she said.
Then as I turned around for her again she again viewed my body then looked down there. "Wait! There is one last thing. I'll be back in a minute."
She left my room in a hurry, leaving me standing there naked, wondering what was going on. When she returned she had scissors and a razor in her hand.
"Are you going to shave my pussy?" I asked her, being a bit worried since I would be going to the nude side of the resort. I didn't like the idea of being so exposed like that.
"No not all of it. Only a tiny bit at the top."
She carefully shaved a notch at the top, in the centre of my pussy hair. When she stepped back I looked into the mirror to see my pussy was now the shape of a heart. I was very happy with that.
“Well that’s it,” she said stepping
back to look at me again. “That should do fine. Let’s go get some lunch and then get
you off on your date with Mike.”
“It’s not really a date,” I
said.
“Oh, I believe it is. Mike will be
treating you like that. You see.”
I got dressed again, this time
putting on just a light dress with nothing underneath. Amita said why bother
with anything else because I would be taking it off before Mike could see it. We
went and had lunch with the others. I did notice that Mike wasn’t
there.
During lunch, Amita sat beside me
and then Shanti pulled a chair over and sat down beside me
too.
“How are you feeling Katrina?” she
asked, putting her hand on my shoulder.
“Just a bit nervous,” I
replied.
“I can understand that. It is
something big…… doing it the first time. But don’t worry about anything. Mike is
a good choice. He did a good job….. for my first time
too.”
“I know he did
Shanti.”
“And Mike has told me about your
afternoon and evening plans too. You are lucky, you’ll have a nice time there
too.”
“I’m happy you are OK with this
Shanti,” I said.
“Of course I’m fine with it. It kind
of gives two people a treat, me being OK with this.”
“What do you mean?” Amita
asked.
“Well the way I see it, first
Katrina gets a good man for her first time which is important for her. And
secondly, Mike gets to act out like he was a young guy again taking a beautiful
young lady out on a hot date. That must be some kind of male fantasy for him as
well.”
This made Amita laugh but at that
time I wasn’t sure I completely followed her reasoning here. But I was pleased she
was happy with what was happening.
Hi it’s Mike here.
When
Katrina met me outside our room she was wearing just a light dress and by the
look of it not much underneath. She carried a small beach bag under her arm that
I immediately recognized as belonging to Shanti. So was my wife in on this too?
If so, I wouldn’t be surprised.
“Are you
ready?” I asked.
“Yes
Mike, I am,” she replied with a shy smile.
We
walked down to the lift and as we came out on the ground floor, we met some of
the others coming back up from lunch.
“Some
guys get all the luck,” said Steve.
“Stephen, cut that out,” scolded Sharon.
“Well
why not? That guy always gets the best girl.”
I looked
over at Katrina, not sure how she was taking it. It was hard to read her
face.
“Anyway
Steve I don’t know what you are complaining about. Hansini is a very hot
lady,” Sharon
continued.
“What’s
this?” I asked.
“Didn’t
they tell you?” asked Jenny. “Shanti said she didn’t want to sleep alone tonight
and so now we are all getting different partners tonight
too.”
“No I
didn’t hear that,” I said.
“Well,”
added Steve. “The way we see it Mike, is that you will not be the only one
getting lucky tonight. We all want some fun too. I get Amita and
Hansini.”
“Both
of them? So how did you pull that one off Steve?”
He just grinned at that.
“Well
who is Shanti with tonight?” I asked.
“I don’t
know,” replied Sharon. “But I know she has something going
on.”
Katrina
and I said good-bye to them and headed towards the gate to the other
side.
“Sorry
about that,” I said. “I didn’t know everyone knew.”
“No I
didn’t either,” she replied. “Who told them?”
“Well I
didn’t because I had lunch with the kids. I wanted to see them for a while
because I’ll miss them later…. No, it wasn’t me and I am sure it wasn’t Amita.
So Shanti must have said something, when
she was arranging for her nights fun.”
I looked
over at her. “Does it bother you?” I asked.
“No not
really,” she replied with a smile. “And he did say you were the lucky one,
didn’t he?”
“Yes he
did. And I am the lucky one too….. being able to spend the evening with such a
beautiful girl like you Katrina.”
She was
a bit embarrassed at this, I just smiled again and she smiled back, making her
even more beautiful.
“Now I
am going to get undressed. I’ll see you on the other side.
OK?”
Going
through to the adult side of the resort was by going through a gate in a high
wooden fence. On each side of the gate were two changing rooms, one for women
and one for men. People could use the gate or they could enter via the changing
rooms that had an entrance on each side of the fence.
I left
her and went into the men’s changing room. I quickly stripped off my clothes and
placed them in a small carry bag. Then I went out to meet her on the nude
side.
Last
time Katrina had gone to the adult side she had left her clothes on, just
removing them to go swimming, so I expected her to do the same again but when I
came out she wasn’t there. I realised she must have been changing
too.
When she
came out of the ladies changing room, to my surprise, she was as naked as I
was. She looked good too. Katrina has a
beautiful body and she looks good when she is naked. There was something
different about her this time. Her skin seemed to shine more and it made her
look even better.
She
noticed me looking and for a moment, her hand moved across the bush of her pussy
before she smiled back at me, relaxing, moving her hand away
again.
“You
look beautiful,” I told her.
“Thank
you Mike,” she replied. “And you look handsome too.”
“I think
you told me that once before. A long time ago.”
“Oh” she
said as we both started to laugh. “I did too didn’t I? Well I meant it then and
I still do now.
“Thank
you,” was all I could think to say.
We
walked through a more busy part of the resort around the pools and the bar and
then went down on to the beach. There were still a lot of people down there too.
I noticed more than a few people look at us as we past them and I laughed to
myself, wondering what they were thinking. It must have looked a bit strange me, me
an older European guy walking hand in hand with an Indian girl young enough to
be my daughter. Who cares what they thought.
Further,
along the beach, there were only a few people, mainly couples who wanted to be by
themselves. Then we reached a place where the beach ended and a track began,
taking us up onto a small headland. There was a good view out over the reef
before the track began dropping down the other side. We followed until we
reached another tiny beach. There was one couple there so we moved to the far
end of the beach and found a private place to sit behind some larger
rocks.
We sat
looking out over the surf. We could see the waves crashing onto the reef and
then sending small rippling waves to lap upon the beach. Sitting under the palm
trees it was such a beautiful place.
“I didn’t know this place was
here.”
“Peter
and I found it the other morning when we went for a run. I thought you would
like it.”
“Oh! I
love it Mike,” she said as she leaned over and gave me a kiss on my cheek.
I’m not
sure what she thought when she contacted hair of my beard instead of skin
because she pulled back looking at me for a moment. Then gently I pulled her
towards me and this time her lips met mine.
As we
kissed, I held her against me and I felt her breasts pressed against my chest.
For a first kiss, she did well.
I was
the first to break away and I lay back against a small sandy bank while she lay
with her head on my chest. I lightly brushed her hair away from her face and
then ran my finger down on to her neck. I could feel her pulse and realised how
excited she was.
Now my
hand was moving lower, down from her neck, down lower until I found the gentle
swelling of her breast. Her skin was so soft and so smooth, almost like velvet.
I could feel her trembling under my touch. I moved my hand across the surface of
her breast, being careful to only touch her with my
fingertips.
Avoiding
the central peak with its nipple, my hand moved lower around the edge of her
breast. I past under it and began
climbing again on the other side. Before long, my hand had returned to where I
had started. Now I began a second revolution, this time making a slightly
tightly circle. Again, I avoided her nipple, again I past under her soft mound
until I returned to the top. I continued like this each time making a tighter
circle.
This was
beginning to get to her too. Her body trembled under my touch. Her eyes were
closed and her chest was heaving. I decided that now was the right moment. I let
my fingers finally find the peak of her breast with its rough, erect
nipple.
As my
fingertips contacted her nipple, she let out a soft moan. Gently I played with
her nipple rubbing it between my thumb and finger. To my surprise, it hardened
even more. Now I allowed my whole hand to make contact with her, creasing and
cupping her breast and pulling and tweaking at her nipple.
Still
with her head against my chest, her eyes closed. She was breathing heavy, giving
a gasp or soft moan from time to time.
I
decided I had better let things cool for a while so my hand drifted back up on
to her neck and then up further to brush that piece of hair away
again.
Her eyes
opened. Turning towards me, she looked at me smiling before leaning forward to
kiss me again.
“That
was lovely,” she said. “I didn’t know being touched there could be so
good.”
“I’m
glad you enjoyed it.”
“Yes I
did.”
“Well
there is even better to come later.”
She didn’t answer for a moment so I just left
her to her thoughts. She lay back against me with her head resting on my shoulder, her hand slowly moving through the hairs of my chest. Then she began
talking again.
“How was
it, the first time for you?” she asked.
“Not
very good I’m afraid. In fact you could say it was
scary.”
“Scary!
Why do you say that?”
“Haven’t
you read my story about my first time? You know the story about the dental
nurse.”
“Oh yes.
I remember she was with all you young boys.”
“Well
that was my first time.”
“Amita
doesn’t like that story.”
“I’m not
surprised. All the girls hate that story. Shanti thinks it should be removed
from the book.”
She sat
up and turned to look at me.
“Oh no,
Mike! You can’t do that. It is an important story. It was your first
time.”
“But the
girls do not think it is very sexy.”
“No
Mike, maybe it is not sexy, but it is an important story for the
book.”
“Why do
you say that?”
She lay
back against me. Her head against my shoulder again, her fingers returning to the hairs of my chest.
“Well I
think it showed you in the very beginning how not to have the love making so it
has made you a better lover now.”
“How do
you know I am a better lover now?”
“I am
sure you are Mike and I am going to find out tonight, aren’t
I?”
We were
both silent for a while both of us with our own thoughts again and then I
asked.
“What
about you Katrina?”
“What do
you mean Mike?"
“How do
you feel about all this sexy stuff we are doing.”
“You mean our
love-making?”
“No not
that. The Sarvesh’s nude weekends, the stories we have written, coming to a
resort like this. All those things.”
“I’m OK
with all that now. It was a shock at first.”
“What
was a shock? Seeing some hairy guy, naked on the diving
board?”
We both
laughed before she continued.
“Well
yes that was a shock but also what Amita and Sarvesh were doing too. It took a
bit to get used to all this but then I was OK with it.”
We were quiet for a few minutes and then she
spoke again.
“What
will it be like tonight? You know, when we are doing
it.”
I had to
think for a moment how I would answer her.
“Well
being your first time it will be a bit strange at first. You know…. like it was
with you just now….. me touching your breast.”
“Yes I
have never had someone touching like that before.”
And – Well when we do it….. You know when I enter you for
the first time it could be… be uncomfortable. You know….. There could be a
little bit of pain.”
“Yes.
Amita has told me about that.”
“Well we
just have to be careful. Take it a bit slowly….. until the soreness goes away.
Then you will be OK.”
“Ohh,”
was all she replied.
“Katrina, Have you ever had an orgasm?
You know made yourself excited…. Made yourself cum I
mean.”
“Yes,
Mike I have done that. Why do you ask?”
“Once
the soreness is over then I hope we can do that for you as well. Since you have
already experienced an orgasm you know what to expect. It should be easier for
you to achieve one with me.”
“Ohhh…..
I didn’t realise it made a difference.”
“Well in
many ways it doesn’t. It just means you know what it is all about. It is like
you know what to expect. You kind of know the end
result.”
“I think
I understand now.”
“But the
important thing tonight is just relax and try to enjoy it. Let your passion take
over and guide you. Don’t worry I will take good care of
you.”
“I know
you will. I am not worried…… Just a little bit nervous I
think.
“That is
understandable. It's your first time.”
I bent
down and gave her a quick kiss on her forehead and she smiled back up at
me.
“Just
don’t worry.” I said. “I know you will be fine.”
We had a
swim and then we lay beside each other on the grass, to dry in the warm breath
of the wind. By now it was getting late, the sun was beginning to drop towards
the ocean. It looked like it was going to be a lovely
sunset.
“Come
on,” I said. “We need to get back.”
“Can we
stay and see the sunset?”
“Yes we
will but I have a better place to watch it.”
We
quickly walked back to the resort and went up to the bar overlooking the beach.
We were shown to our table, out on the deck, about ten minutes before the sun finally
set.
I
ordered a bottle of fruit juice for Katrina since I knew she didn't drink
wine.
She said, “I don’t usually drink fruit juice.”
She said, “I don’t usually drink fruit juice.”
“Yes I
know,” I replied, “but I am sure you will like this one.”
She took
the glass and brought it up to her nose.
“This
juice comes from New Zealand. From a place near where I used to live.” I
explained.
She
picked up the bottle and looked at the label. “Kiwi Fruit? I thought kiwi was a
bird?”
“It is
but there is a fruit grown in New Zealand called that too.”
“I didn’t know that.”
“I didn’t know that.”
While we
waited for our meal, we sat and watched the sun drop into the ocean. This set
the clouds on fire as they glowed with different reds and oranges. It was a very
pretty sunset.
Then I proposed a toast, “Here’s to a wonderful evening,” I said.
Then I proposed a toast, “Here’s to a wonderful evening,” I said.
She
sipped at her glass.
“This is
nice,” she said.
I
wondered if it was nice or she was just saying that of my
sake.
Then she
asked, “Can I do the toasting too?”
“Of
course,” I replied.
“Here’s
to the sun,” she said and then leaning close until only I could hear her, she
added. “May his sunny face never see me as a virgin
again.”
Wow! I
didn’t see that one coming, I must say.
We drank
to her toast and I noticed that her sip was more of a mouthful this time. I was
pleased she was enjoying it.
Our meal
arrived just then. I had ordered the seafood platter for two. It was a beautiful
meal and what better way to enjoy it than with a beautiful girl. I took the
chance over the meal to really look at her. She was truly a beautiful girl. She
had a very attractive face surrounded by long black hair that fell to her bare
shoulders.
Lower
down her breasts were almost perfect crowned with their dark nipples at each
peak. They pressed out from her chest, firm and in no need of support. As she
leaned forward to take something from the platter, they jiggled slightly with
her movements. She caught me looking but smiled gently in
return.
Once the
first half was over, I ordered a large ice-cream sundae. As it was on one plate
and there were two spoons, she moved her chair around closer to me to share the
sundae with me.
I picked
up a small strawberry with my spoon and offered it to her. She took it from me
with one bite.
She
picked up a cherry and returned the favour to me.
“Thank
you Katrina,” I said and she smiled shyly back at me.
Once we
had finished our desert, we sat for a while and talked. I was in no hurry to get
back to our room. The night was still young so we had plenty of time.
When I
asked her about her life in India, she was happy to tell me about her family and
growing up there. Listening to her talking about her school and then getting her
first job working for Sarvesh, suddenly it made me feel very old. For a moment
the thought came to me, ‘What was such a young girl doing with an old man like
me?’
But, I
knew why she wanted me and as I had told her, I was honoured that she had chosen
me.
After
dinner, we walked across to the gate to the other side of the resort. We went
into our changing rooms to get dressed before we continued on into the main
resort. Our rooms overlooked the other side of the island and just as we arrived
at our building, we were able to watch a beautiful, nearly full moon rise
up out of the ocean.
What
with a beautiful sunset, followed by a moon-rise, I knew she was more than ready
for what was to come next.
Well
that is all for this part.
We will
finish our story in Part Five.
Until
then Bye from Katrina and Mike.
Part B - My Night with Mike.
Finally come the part we have all been waiting for - Katrina's first time with a man. Mike tries to make it special for her and it seems she was happy with it too. Published as Letter/Story 102 - 2nd July, 2014.
Hi it is Katrina here again.
In
Part Three I have told about traveling
to the resort. In Part Four we told
about our afternoon and the dinner together. Now we are coming to Part Five. We are now in Mike’s room and ready for
our night together.
Of
course I was ready. I have been ready for this night for a long time. But I
must say Mike; you gave me a wonderful afternoon and evening. It made
everything so nice for me.
I
know you all are waiting for the final part but before that I must tell you
another little story.
As we were walking along the path
from the beach to our rooms we saw someone in the moonlight. It was then that I
noticed it was actually Brian but he wasn’t alone either there was a girl with
him, not an Indian girl a European girl. It was Peter’s wife, Jenny. They must
have heard us because they broke apart and disappeared along the pathway ahead
of us. I think they must have thought we didn’t see them.
A
bit further along and we came across another couple. They were kissing, just
off the path and again, they didn’t see us and as we sneaked by I noticed this
time it was Shanti and with her was Sarvesh.
“What
has happened here?” Mike whispered to me."
I, myself was wondering what was going on.
“Is this nooky in the bushes night?” he
said, which made me giggle.
By
this time we were inside the building, we were both laughing as we took the
lift to the second floor.
Mike
opened the door for me and I stepping inside his room. There were three candles
burning, one on the table and one each side of the bed. They were giving off a
sweet scent, which by now had filled the room. There
was gentle music playing from a CD player.
“I
didn’t know our rooms had CD players,” I said.
“They
don’t,” replied Mike. “This must be Shanti, she knows I like this one.”
“And
I think Amita too. Look there is my bath robe on the chair. They must have done
this together.”
(I
leant later that Amita wasn’t involved because she was busy in her adventure
with Steve. Shanti and Sarvesh’s supposed passion in the garden was so they
could watch and see when we came back, then they signalled Peter and Mega
upstairs to get the room ready, the music and candles, before we arrived.)
He
came towards me and took me in his arms. I could feel how strong he was as he
wrapped his arms around me. He bent his head towards me and our lips met. It
was good but I felt more. His tongue was pressing against my lips. I open them
and felt his tongue entering my mouth. My tongue found his and they met and
rubbed together. It was the first time I had kissed a man like this. Kissing
with the mouth opening and using the tongue. It was so good and I felt nice to
be doing it. This is better than just meeting the lips because you are touching
in a very special way.
He
broke our kiss first and when he pulled away he looked down at me and smiled.
“That was so good, Mike,” I whispered to
him.
He didn’t reply. He didn’t need to. He
bent forward to me as his lips moved to my neck. He began nibbling at the skin
of my neck. At this new touching my eyes were made to close. The feelings of this
were so good. My legs went weak but is strong arm was around me and he had to
hold me.
I was feeling so much nice feelings from my
body. His arms were around me, one hand holding me around my back while another
moved down lower on to the shape of my bottom before returning to my back. He
had my body close to him and my breasts were pressing to his chest. On my neck,
he was giving the flesh there a nibble, then rub against my neck with his nose
and then he would nibble again.
When
he stopped, when he lifted away from me I asked, “Shall we have a shower
first?”
I thought that was what they would do in a
situation like this but his answer surprised me.
“No,
not unless you want to. I would rather you like this.” He told me.
When I must have looked confuse he
explained, “You’re skin feels so nice and smooth. And it tastes salty too….. From
the ocean. I like that.”
He
reached for the buttons of my dress and began undoing them slowly one by one. I
know that I had spent all afternoon with him, both of us completely naked but
this felt different. It was like he was undressing me for the first time, like
he was going to see me naked for the first time.
Soon
he had half the buttons undone and my dress hung open showing the skin between
my breasts. He opened my dress wider baring my breast. His hand came to it and
he touched it. I felt the finger rub over my nipple and it hardened for him. I
felt his hand holding the swelling of my breast, his fingers touching the hard
of my nipple and new feelings were awaken within my body.
I reached up for him and our lips met
again. Our bodies close but his hand still between us on my breast. Then I felt
my dress pull open. He was slipping the dress off my shoulders until if fell
from me to a heap at my feet.
He
broke the kiss and pulled back. I was naked, so he could view me and admire the
nakedness of my body. I suddenly felt like I wished I could have been wearing a
sexy bra and panties. Not because I was shy, because I would have liked him to
remove those too. Or maybe I should have worn a sari for him. But it was too
late now, as I was totally naked.
I
reached for him and began undoing the buttons of his shirt. As it fell from his
shoulders, I could see the thick hair on his chest. I could not help running my
finger through it.
Doing
this reminded me of how the girls had described him on the boat. Like a great
big teddy bear, they had said. When I giggled, he asked me what was so funny.
“When
we were on the boat Lizamoa had called you a big teddy bear,” I said.
“That
sounds like her. It seems all you Indian chicks are fascinated with hairy
guys.”
“Are
we?” I asked him.
“I
think so.”
Now
my fingers found the belt of his shorts. I have been reading many times about
how girls would undress a man, well now I was doing it for myself. I undid his
belt and his shorts dropped to join my dress on the ground. Now I discovered he
wasn’t wearing anything underneath either.
His
hands came to my breasts again, touching them, rolling my nipples between his
fingers. It felt so good that I gave a moan of pleasure, closing my eyes. He
held my breasts with his large hands. Cupping them in his palms, running his
fingers over my nipples, pulling at them, flicking at them with his fingertips.
He
held me with one hand his other began to move down across my stomach. I knew
what was coming now. I knew where he was going. I wanted him to go there. I
wanted to be touched there, on my pussy.
He
reached the hairs of my pussy. Further down he explored. His fingers running
through the forest of my pussy, over mound of me there. I opened my legs to
help him. Now deeper down he explored, until he found my juicy slot. Yes I was
juicy down there, I couldn’t believe how juicy I was.
His
touch there was like an electric shock. My body jerked with the contact. A deep
moan escaped my lips.
I
expected more, for him to explore me there, even put his fingers into me but he
didn’t. He took his hand away and gently took my hand leading me to the bed. I
then realised what he had just done. He was finding out if I was ready. I could
have told him, I was very ready for him.
I
knew this was it. The moment had come. Yes, I was nervous but I was relaxed as
well, and I was excited too but in another way calm. That doesn’t make much
sense does it? There can’t be much sense
in a moment with passion like this.
I
was confident with Mike. Up until now, he had been so nice and gentle with me
and so I knew he would be the same now. I was just a bit worried about me.
Would I do it right? Would I be good enough for him? Would I be able to please
him?
Well
whatever was going to happen was just about to happen now. I knew the time I
had been waiting for, thinking about, dreaming about, having the fantasy about,
had arrived and now finally I was going to do it.
Mike:- When I took Katrina towards the bed I knew
she was nervous. She climbed on to the bed before me and seemed unsure what to
do.
“Just lay back on the bed,” I told her gently.
She lay back with her head on the pillow looking
up at me. She sure looked so beautiful there, just in the light of the candles.
Her skin seemed to shine like gold and looked so smooth and silky. She has a
beautiful face, a round face, framed each side with her long shoulder length
hair.
Below this, her long sweeping neck led down to her
shoulders. Lower two swelling breasts were peaked with those dark nipples which
appeared black in the soft light. A sweep across the flatness of her lower body
took my eyes to her generous pussy but it was different to how I’d seen it
before. Today it had been trimmed into a neat heart shape. More of Shanti or
Amita’s work I guessed.
She noticed me looking at her and began to get
self-conscious again. Taking my eyes back up to her face, I climbed on to the
bed beside her.
“We can take things easy for a while.” I said.
“There is no hurry, we have all night so let’s take our time and enjoy it.”
Lying beside her on my back, I pulled her towards
me. She rolled over so her body now half lay on top of me and was half
supported by the bed. I put my arms around her and she lowered her head to me,
giving me a kiss on the cheek.
Then I felt her lips against my ear. Was she? Yes,
she actually was nibbling at my ear. How did she know about that? She must have
been paying attention reading the Letter’s Book because she knew it was a
turn-on for me.
While she was doing this, I felt a hand, her
fingers running through the hairs of my chest again. Then she found it. Her
fingers made contact with my nipple. This made the little nub hard and erect.
Moving on her hand began the long journey down my
body. I couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. I was expecting – her
being a virgin, I would be the one taking the initiative, be the one leading,
not her.
She found my belly button and stopped here for a
moment before continuing on her journey downwards again. Then she found the
point where my hair thickened but still she continued on.
Finally she found what she was looking for .I felt
her hand touch me, then her fingers ran down my shaft until she came to my
balls. Now she had grasped me and with her fingers wrapped around me, slowly
pulled up along my shaft.
Then still keeping the same grip she moved down
again. It felt good and I think I gave a moan of pleasure at that point which I
am sure encouraged her because then she started slowly pumping me up and down.
I reached down and placed my hand on hers. “Better
stop that,” I said.
“Wasn’t it not good for you?”
“It was too good.” I replied.
“Ohhh,” she said with a giggle.
I rolled her on to her back and my hand moved to
her breast. Her nipple was still erect and she trembled at my touch. Now as my
hand drifted to her other nipple I brought my lips down to contact her first
nipple.
As I flicked at it with my tongue, I heard a soft
moan. Looking up I saw her face. She had her eyes closed and the look on her
face….. partly concentration, partly pleasure with just a slightest hint of a
smile.
Now my hand had continued its exploring. I soon
found her pussy again. The hard roundness of her mound and the lower to the
soft wetness below. I gently ran my fingers along her lips and as I did I felt
them open to me allowing me to slip inside. She trembled at my touch and I felt
her gently hump against my hand. Wow this girl was so ready for a man, so ready
for me.
I moved my head lower down tracing a line across
her body with my tongue. I felt her body tremble under me as I moved closer
down through the fine hair of her pussy. Across the proud mound before I
finally found what I was looking for.
As I touched her there, as I touched the top of
her lips, I heard a soft moan escape from her other lips.
My tongue moved down the length of her slot before
I began rising up it again. As I did the folds of her swelling lips and parted
and as I reached the top my tongue slipped inside. It must have been like an
electric shock as I made contact with her clitty. Her body gave a jerk and she
gasped.
Now I settled into a rhythm, my tongue running
down her soaking lips before returning up to give a flick on her clitty again.
She didn’t take much of this before she began moaning and giving slight humps
against me. I suddenly realised she wasn’t far off cumming.
I hadn’t planned on this but I thought why not.
She might as well get some fun first before the main event. I also realised a
good orgasm would help her to relax too.
A few more flicks on her little swollen clit and
she went over the top. I enjoyed watching the expressions on her face. First
intent concentration and then a look of pure joy. Finally her breathing
subsided and she looked down at me smiling.
“Oh Mike, that was so wonderful.”
“I’m glad you liked it.”
“Oh more than liked it. It was so good. So intense
for me.”
I didn’t answer that. I just smiled back as I
moved up beside her again.
“Do you want me to do to you as well? You know do
to you….. Do the sucking for you.”
“This is a lot for the first time. You don’t have
to if you don’t want to.”
“No Mike. I want to do it all for you.”
“Ok then,” I replied.
“Can you show me how to do?”
So I showed her how to take my shaft in her hand.
How to rub it up and down until she saw the first hint of pre-cum. Now she bent
down towards me. I felt a tongue flick tentatively against my penis head, then
again, this time more confidence. Then some lips touched me and slipped around
me. It felt good.
I allowed her to work on me but I didn’t want to
cum that way. So after a few minutes I pulled her head away.
“What is wrong? Wasn’t I good?”
“Yes you were very good….. Very good. You almost
made me cum.”
“Don’t you want to?”
“No I want to save myself for later.”
Suddenly she looked serious. “Are we going to do
it now?”
“If you want to.”
She nodded.
I got her to lie on her back and slipped a towel
under her behind, and then I lay beside her. I didn’t take too long with foreplay
because with what we had been doing already, I didn’t think she needed it. I
eased my body over on top of hers taking care not to put my full weight on her.
Using my hand, I guided myself to her lips and with a gentle push I entered
her.
There was some resistance to me. I pressed against
her and suddenly it gave way and I felt myself slipping deeper into her.
She gasped and then gave a soft cry. She held
still, her eyes tightly shut.
I held still and waited for her. Then she opened
her eyes and looked directly into mind.
“Have we done it?”
“Yes, you are no longer a virgin.”
“I thought it was,” she replied.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes a bit at the time but not so much now.”
“Well, we’ll take it slowly. Tell me if it gets
too bad.”
Slowly I began to push deeper. She gasped again
and again I held still.
She opened her eyes and smiled, “Ok” she said.
I began again. This time going almost all the way
in.
“Is that all of it.”
“Yes,” I replied as I began to with-draw again.
So that was all there was to it. She seemed to get
over the pain quickly and as I continued slowly, to my surprise, she began
responding to me. When she began moving under me, pressing up against me to
meet my thrusting I began to increase my speed.
She felt so tight it was beginning to get to me. I
felt my cum begin to rise and I knew it was almost upon me. Then suddenly with
a cry she came. I was not expecting that! She began humping up at me,
completely out of rhythm and completely out of control. But, by now it was too
late.
My orgasm burst on me, I gave one thrust deep
inside her, filling her with my cum. By now she laying still and I knew she
knew it was over.
“That is it?” she asked.
“That was it. It is all over….All gone.”
“I am no longer a…..”
“No, you are no longer a virgin.”
“That is good,” she replied. “Thank you, Mike.”
With that she reached up kissing me on the lips.
We lay together afterwards, I was laying on my
back and she was laying on her side with her body pressed against me. Her arm
was across my chest while my arm was around her, holding her. Lower down her
thigh was across my thigh so the lower part of her leg dropped between mine.
This meant her pussy mound was pressed firmly against my hip.
I soon realised that she had fallen asleep. Now
she slept peacefully with her head on my shoulder and my arm holding her. I lay
awake thinking about what we had just done. My mind wondered over the
adventures that had come from the correspondence between my wife and Joseph to
this night with this beautiful girl..
I began to feel a bit uncomfortable and tried
moving slightly but she woke up.
“Sorry,” I said. “I was just trying to get
comfortable.”
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“The pillow needs pulling up.”
“Oh I can reach that.”
She reached up and straightened the pillow.
“Is that better?” she asked.
“Yes much,” I replied.
Then she smiled back at me, reached up and kissed
my cheek before settling down into her comfortable position against me again.
“I like cuddling you,” she said.
“Thanks,” I replied.
“They said you are like a big teddy bear. Nice and
warm with lots of the hair .I think so too. You are like a big teddy bear.”
She ran her fingers through the hair on my chest.
“You have so much,” she giggled. “I can’t stop
touching it.”
I didn’t answer and she became quiet for a while.
For a moment, I thought she had dropped off to sleep again but then she spoke.
“David is having many hairs too,” she said.
“Yes and he is still very young too.”
“Will he be like you when he is older?”
“It is likely. Men seem to get more as they grow
older. Its funny, we get more on our bodies and get less on our heads.”
This made her giggle.
“Do you like David?” I asked her.
“Yes I do a bit. He seems like a nice man.”
“Yes Shanti talked to him and she likes him.”
“He reminds me a bit you Mike.”
“Does he?”
“Yes. A bit.”
She was quiet for a while before she continued. “I
am going to write to him. I hope we can correspond like Shanti and Joseph.”
“I hope it is not like that. I hope it is a lot
less sexy.”
She giggled at that.
“If things go well I am thinking to invite him to
India.”
“He might already be coming.”
She lifted her head in surprise to look up at me.
“Really!”
“I heard Sarvesh ask Donald if he would like to
bring some of his group to visit India. I think Donald might take him up on
that. Either that or Sarvesh might be going to visit Donald in Perth.”
“Oh! I didn’t know that.”
“Well maybe you should not say you know. It might
be a surprise.”
She nodded and settled down against me again. For
a few minutes she was playing with and running her fingers through my chest
hairs before she became still and I realised she was asleep again.
I lay awake for a while feeling her soft body
against me and hearing the gentle rhythm of her breathing before I too drifted
into a peaceful sleep.
Next morning I woke to find she was awake beside
me. I was still laying on my back while she had slipped out from under my arm
and was beside me now, leaning on one elbow looking down at my face. She had a
slight smile on her face, like something mildly amused her.
“How long have you been awake?” I asked.
“For a while, I was listening to you breathing.”
“Did I sound interesting?”
“Very,” she replied with a smile.” It was
interesting to watch you change as you woke up.”
“Did you
sleep well?”
“Yes, I had a beautiful sleep,” she replied.
“Do you want to try it again?” I asked.
“Can we?”
“Of course, if you feel up to it.”
We made love again and again we started in the
same position with me on top. I thought that there was time later for her to
experience other positions, with other partners. For now, the important thing
was for her to get another enjoyable sex session under her belt.
This time I managed to make her climax very
quickly so then I changed us so she was laying on her side with me behind her.
In this position, I easily entered her and I came quickly. She rolled over to
face me, I put my arm around her and she cuddled up to me.
We had just finished and were laying together in
the afterglow of our love-making with suddenly we heard noises from outside in
the hall. There were people talking loudly and laughing.
“What is happening?” Katrina asked.
“I don’t know,” I said. “Let’s go and see.”
We jumped out of bed. Katrina slipped on her
bathrobe and I put on my shorts. We then went out to see what was happening.
There were people running around, they were all
laughing and talking. The babies were
crying with no one attending to them. The place was an up-roar.
“What’s going on?” I asked Jenny who was rushing
past, heading for Steve & Sharon’s room where most of the noise appeared to
be coming from.
She stopped for a moment, “Oh Mike, you both are
awake.”
“We couldn’t much help it with the noise you lot
are making. The way you are going you’ll have half the resort awake.”
“Mike, come and see what they have done.”
“Who?” I asked.
“Amita and Hansini. What they have done to Steve.”
We walked into the bedroom to find everyone
already there. But what caught our attention was what was happening on the bed.
There was Steve, completely naked, laying on his back tied by his hands and
feet. But even more of a surprise was there was my wife, also completely naked
sitting over him rubbing her wet pussy against his rock hard shaft.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Shanti turned hearing my voice. “Oh Mike,” she
said. “Hansini and Amita tired him up this morning and now they are offering us
free rides. It would be rude to turn them down.”
This brought a big laugh from everyone watching.
Then Steve seeing me called, “Come on mate, can
you untie me.”
“Why?” I asked. “It looks like you are having
plenty of fun the way you are.”
“Yes and we are too,” said Shanti who now had him
deep inside her pussy.
I watched for a minute or so and then I suddenly
remembered Katrina beside me. I looked over but she was laughing too.
“How did they do this?” I asked him.
“They did it while I was asleep. When I woke up, I
was like this. Now every girl in the place wants a go.”
“How many so far?” I asked.
“Well there was Amita and I early this morning,”
laughed Hansini.
“Then me,” added Lizamoa.
“And me!” added Mega.
“And I’m after Shanti,” said Jenny from behind me.
Then I saw the look on his face and decided he had
had about enough. It was also obvious that these women were getting completely
carried away now.
“Come on Peter, we better get him out of this,” I
said.
I stepped forward to the bed as Hansini stepped in
front of me and tried to stop me. She strained against me for a moment before I
pushed her aside giving her bottom a hard slap as I did.
“Ohhh,” she squealed. ”What was that for?” she asked holding her behind.
“Ohhh,” she squealed. ”What was that for?” she asked holding her behind.
“That’s for doing this,” I said.
I heard another slap of a hand contacting flesh
and I heard Amita squeal as well. I looked over to see Sarvesh had done the
same to his wife as well.
I began undoing one of his arms while Peter was
doing the other. I saw Mootie and Sarvesh doing his feet. Steve sat up pushing
Shanti off himself. He then sat there rubbing his wrists and stretching very
sore legs.
“Thanks mate,” he said. “You are a life saver.”
“I probably am,” I agreed. “The way these girls
were going at you.”
Then Sharon said, “Mike you are a spoil-sport.”
There were murmurs of approval from many of the
girls.
“You should have known better Sharon. After all he
was your husband.”
“But he asked for it,” said Sharon.
“Maybe he did,” I replied. “But don’t you think
you were taking things a bit too far.”
Shanti was the first to answer, “Yes, Mike,” she
replied. “We did get a bit carried away, didn’t we?”
There were nods of agreement from some of the
other girls too.
“Ok, shows over,” I said. “And get back to the
kids. Listen they’re all upset by all this.”
With that I turned and left the room. I noticed
that Katrina came with me.
When Katrina and I went back to my room and I
suggested we take that shower together. She smiled and nodded her agreement. We
took our time washing each other taking care not to miss a single part. Then we
got and dried each other.
By then Shanti was back and as we entered from the
shower room she looked up and smiled before returning to what she was doing
with Kathy.
With another light kiss on my cheek and another
“Thank you, Mike.” She was gone heading back to her own room.
So that is how Katrina and I ended our night
together. Not exactly the way I had planned it but as you can see other events
overtook our own adventure.
Katrina
again.
My
night with Mike was very special. He was so nice to me all afternoon and during
the night. I had a wonderful day and I wonderful evening.
When
we were on the bed, we did with the tongues and the sucking first. Doing that
to my nipples was so good for me. As he was licking and sucking, I was feeling
my nipples so hard I am thinking they wanted to explode.
When
he went lower down the feeling was even greater for me. I had the orgasm before
but that way with him I had never believed it could be so intense, going on and
on for me.
Finally,
we were with him inside me. As he entered first it hurt. It was hurt a lot. Only
for while it hurt because like they promise the pain was going away and I was
getting to enjoy. Yes the sex was as good as they promised it would be for me.
The time in the morning was even better
for me because there was no pain just me able to enjoy. We used the same way
although I did wonder why he didn’t try something different. I would have been
interested to try with me on top too.
Later, after I had cum we did do
something a bit different and that was good too. So now I know what it is to
feel a man inside me. The feel of hardness of his cock shaft pressing in and
filling me. Even that is a nice feeling before the sex parts even starts. Yes I
am sure I like sex and will enjoy many more of it too.
This is the end of my story.
Thank
you Mike! You are very good with the sex games.
From Katrina and Mike.
From Katrina and Mike.
You aren’t too bad
yourself honey.
Mike.
