Story 186 – Visiting Betty and Little Tom (Part One)

Part One   -     Hot Water and Gorse.

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Hi from Hansini.

        When my husband Mootie and I had visited Tom and Betty on their farm, we had a lot of fun with them but we also made good friends too. (Story 133 – Little Tom & Betty.) I wanted to keep in touch so I arranged for Shanti to set up their computer so they could video chat with us. They could also join in with others when we chatted too. When they heard I was coming to New Zealand they both encouraged me to find time to visit them again. Not that I needed much encouragement anyway.

        When I told Jenny I wanted to go up to the farm she couldn’t go because one of the twins was sick but she said I could borrow her car. My one problem was, I can’t drive. There was no need in India, all the places I needed to go were close to our house or else someone was always there to take me. For a while I thought I might miss out until Amita heard of it. She can drive so she offered to take me.

       The two of us going up. Ha! Ha! Betty and Tom were for a surprise. On the phone that evening I didn’t tell them about Amita. I only said I would be coming to visit them. Yes that was going to be our surprise for them, but then we got one too; a surprise that is.

       The phone rang for night before our departure. Peter answered and informed it was for me. ‘For me!’ my brain thought. ‘Who will be wanting me into New Zealand?’ I took the phone and it was that Naughty Boy Jeevan again.

       “Hi Hansini. Can you call by Steve and Sharon’s house in the morning? I have something I want you to take to Betty.”

       “Ok,” I replied. “No problem.”

       “Thanks.”

       “What do you want us…….”

       Click!

       Too late! The phone was ended, he was gone. I was left wondering what he would have that we needed taking to Tom and Betty. Well he did say to Betty actually. I couldn’t think of anything so decided it would wait until the morning.

       Next morning Jenny gave us directions to Steve’s house.

       Sharon met us before we could leave the car and told with a smile, “Jeevan will be down soon.”

       So we sat within the car and waited. I thought it was strange that Sharon kept us outside and didn’t invite us within her house. I was happy in a way she didn’t, it would keep us from our trip but it was still good custom, good manners to at least ask.

       Suddenly Jeevan appeared with a small bag which I guessed we were to take. He opened the back door to put it in and then jumped in beside and shut the door.

       “Ok, you can go now.”

       “Jeevan, what are you doing?” Amita asked.

       “Sitting! Waiting for you to stop talking and start driving.”

       “But Betty…….”

       “It’s Ok. I arranged it with them. They know I’m coming not like someone else in this car.”

       “Did you tell them?”

       “About Amita? No. But I could tell Tom didn’t know she was coming. He said it was better if I came so Hansini would not be driving alone.”

        Well what more could be said? This naughty man was coming and we couldn’t even say no, even if we wanted too. So Amita just started the car, we called our ‘good bye’ to Sharon, who was still laughing, as we were onto our trip.

        Amita didn’t know the way so we followed the signs that say Warkworth. Once I got there, I knew the way to their farm. They were waiting for us when we pulled up the driveway to their house.

        It hadn’t changed a bit. The house still looking old and tired, weather beaten, paint flaking and peeling off, gardens unkempt and over grown. But there was that comfortable, homely look about this place. Like some old comfortable clothes you kept to wear at home, even though they were long past throwing away point.

        They were surprised but obviously pleased to see Amita. Betty went straight over to hug her while Tom came to hug me. Naughty boy, Tom! You couldn’t keep your hands to yourself, could you? Still having the problem of wondering hands. You not supposed to be touching those parts on your visitors, well at least not when they first are arriving.

        Then they swapped, Betty coming to hug me. I felt the soft fullness of her breasts pressing against mine as we hugged. Oh and I hear Tom was as sexy with Amita too, as he had been with me. Naughty boy, Tom! You are the very bad boy!

       Now we introduced Jeevan to Tom and Betty. Last time we had the camping at this farm Jeevan had been in the group who had gone back to India from Australia. So he wanted to see this farm and see where we had all the fun in those sexy stories.

        Tom shook his hand (you didn’t want the hugging him I notice) and welcomed him but I was seeing Jeevan got a hug from Betty. The naughty thought came into my mind when I watched. ‘I wonder if that is all he is going to get from her?’ But this is getting before myself for now isn’t it?

        Later I came to discover Jeevan and Mandara were friends with Betty and Tom because they had been talking online video chat. They had invited next time he came to New Zealand. But he kept this all secret from me.

       After lunch, I wasn’t surprised when Tom invited us to go for a swim at a stream near where they lived. That was quick; we’d only been there a few hours. So he wanted to get us into our bikinis or less, did he? Well I was fine with that, but I was a bit concerned as I thought being winter time, it would have been too cold now for swimming, but it had turned out a beautiful hot day so I thought maybe it might be OK.

       “What, do you want to see my sexy bikini again, Tom?”

       “No Hansini.”

       That answer surprised me!

       “I thought you liked seeing my sexy bikini.”

       “I do but I want to see you naked.”

       “Naked?”

       “Yes, we’ve going skinny dipping. Remember. No bikini required.”

       “Oh! Sounds like fun,” I said as I looked over at Betty.

       She smiled and gave me a wink. I knew what sort of fun she had in mind too. I also knew this horny farmer was after more than looking at me naked too.

       I thought we would be going down to their stream but no, we got into their car and drove up this side road towards some higher mountains. They suddenly stopped after crossing over a small bridge. I was now most confused as they parked the car and we got out. There was a track leading down beside the bridge, to the stream, then following it up-stream.

       “Why are we coming here?” Amita asked.

       “Feel the water,” Betty replied.

       Amita bend down and touched the water, “Oh wow!”

       So I touched it too and it was warm. The whole stream was the warm water.

       “The water gets warmer as we get closer to a hot spring at the top. There is a nice pool for swimming near here,” Tom explained.

       Now I knew why we could swim in a stream in the middle of New Zealand’s winter. It was another of those natural hot water springs they have in this country. Often they take the water and channel it to a swimming pool complex but this was different, being left completely natural.

        We soon came to the swimming hole; a natural pool at the base of a very small waterfall had been deepened by a loose rock dam that allowed the water to flow through. There were grassy places each side where people would sit and leave their bag, clothes and things.

        When surprised me was there were already some people there. Two couples, sitting on the bank across the pool from us. All four of them, including the two girls were naked. As I said I wasn’t expecting that but then I should have been. There was another car parked out by the roadside.

        Straight away Tom and Betty began to undress, they obviously weren’t worried about those other people. I looked across at Amita and Jeevan and she smiled back. She was reaching for the bottom of her jumper to pull it off. Since she was undressing I decided to join in too. Jeevan was stripping for his clothes too.

       Betty was first to be naked and we watched as she climbed down the small bank to the water.

      Now naughty Tom was beside me. “Do you need some help, Hansini?”

      “What?”

      “Do you need help with your clothes?”

      “I can take off a bra and pants, Tom.” That was all I was wearing by then.

      “I don’t mind helping.”

      “I’m sure you don’t,” I replied.

      Now a normal bra is designed with a clip at the back which when undone allows the garment to become loose so it only needs to slip from a girl’s shoulder to be completely remove. So Tom, how come it took all that touching and feeling in the front for taking it off?

      I didn’t mind, all his attention was getting me a bit horny but I was surprised he did that in front of this other people across the water. The way he was still feeling to my breasts I began to think I will never get to the water so I quickly slipped off my tiny panties myself and followed him down to the water.  By now the other three were already within the pool.

      When I placed a foot in the water it felt warm, very warm, you might even say hot. As Jeevan and Amita had done before me, I took my time getting down into the water. The bra removal process had put me behind them but Tom was beside me. The bottom was round smooth pebbles getting deeper with each step. Soon the water was at pussy level. I’m sure you guys understand how deep that one is. Ha! Ha! By the time I reached the others it was just under my breasts. Closer to the waterfall they warned it would become well over our heads.

       With the cool winter air it was lovely under the water. This was a great winter swimming place. I wondered why we didn’t come here in the first trip.

       (That is easy Hansini. We hadn’t thought of it back in those stories – The Writers Team!)

       Tom was telling Amita that people jump off the waterfall so she wanted to try. They swam the last short bit to the rocks beside the falling water. I could see him pointing how to climb and then watched as she began. Oh I also noticed that Tom was below her looking up. As her leg reached out for the next step he was getting the fine view.

       “Tom! Stop looking to her pussy!” I called out.

       Jeevan and Betty laughed and I heard some giggles from the girls on the far bank. Amita heard me too and looked down at him.

       “Yes, naughty boy! Stop perving me.”

       “Naked like that I can’t help it.”

       I notice he didn’t stop looking or even glance back at us. I also notice she didn’t attempt to stop showing too. We all watched as she climbed higher. Now she was approaching the last bit before the top. She was reaching for a foot hold but couldn’t quite reach it.

       “I’m stuck!” she called.

       “I’m coming, Amita,” Tom called as he began the climb.

       I was surprised how quickly he got up to her. Betty said later it was because she was naked. LOL. Anyway he took her foot and she stretched for the foot hole. His face was just below her bottom, looking up between her legs. If he didn’t have a good enough view before he really did now.

        She was trying to push herself up that last bit to the top and couldn’t quite do it.

       “Push me Tom,” she called to him.

       His hands went up, one to her hip and the other straight up between her legs, to her pussy. Then he pushed and she was able to reach the top. I wasn’t sure but it almost looked like one finger went inside too.

      “Hey! What were you doing?” she called to him.

      “Pushing you,” he replied.

      “Tom, you are very bad!” she said in a voice we could all hear.

      “I got you up,” he replied. “So stop complaining.”

      Betty said to Jeevan and I. “I don’t think she was complaining.”

      Jeevan laughed and agreed.

      Tom was still on the rock face, a bit over half way up where he’d been ‘helping’ Amita. She was up at the top looking down at all of us. I think she was beginning to realise it was higher than it first appeared. Meanwhile Tom had called down to me to climb up too.

       I swam to the rock ledge and was soon climbing towards him. I’d seen what they had done so it was easy and quick for me to follow. As I passed him he reached to help me.

       “You keep your hands to yourself, naughty boy,” I said as I reached for the top, pulling myself up to join Amita. No doubt I gave everyone below me a great pussy show at that point as I stretched my leg up to climb over that last bit. Soon Tom was with us at the top looking down at the pool below.

       “Are you going to jump?” I asked.

       “Of course. Are you?” he replied.

       “It’s a long way down,” Amita said.

        “You’re not getting chicken on me Amita?”

        “No, Tom.” she said. “I came up here to jump and I will. But you go first.”

        “Then will you chicken out?”

        “No I won’t!”

        “Well if you do, you’ve got to climb down again,” he laughed.

        I knew she wouldn’t want to face doing that.

        Tom stepped to the edge just beside the waterfall, and informed to us how to jump wide so we get clear of the rocks at the bottom. Then leaning forward he jumped. As he dropped he curled himself up, hitting the water with a big splash.

        It was supposed to be Amita’s turn now but I stepped forward first. I knew what to do, how to curl up my legs to protect my chest as I hit the water. I knew how to jump out from the cliff, away from the rocks but it still looked higher than from down below.

        “Come on Hansini,” Tom called.

        I hesitated.

        “Come on. You can do it.”

        Still I stood there looking down.

        Tom turned to where Jeevan was sitting near the pool edge with Betty. “I think she’s chickened out!” he called.

        “I am not!” I yelled back.

        “Prove it,” came his reply.

        “Ok, I will.”

        I stepped to the edge and jumped. Before I knew it, the water was rushing up at me. I hit with a splashed, driving under before I surfaced close beside him. Tom reached out for my hand pulling me towards him.

        “Good girl, Hansini,” he said quietly to me.

        Now Amita was still up at the top by herself. I think she was a bit timid actually but would not admit it. We tried to encourage her by calling for her but she stayed back from the edge looking to us. When she still didn’t move to jump, Jeevan decided to climb up to join her. I’m surprised how quickly he climbed up that cliff.

        I don’t know what he said because of the noise of the water but it made her laugh. Then they both stepped closer to the edge and I wondered if she was ready to go first. At the rock edge he reached out to take her hand. For a moment they stood there, and suddenly they jumped together holding hands until they were well in the air. Plunging down they hit at almost the same moment, showering Tom and I with their splash. Amita came up smiling. I knew she was happy she had done it.

        I later learnt Jeevan had told her if she didn’t jump Tom would tease her like forever.

        We had a good swim with us each taking another couple more jumps, only Betty not having a go. It was easy the second time. Things also got a little sexier when the other people left. I actually thought we might try something beside the pool until some other people arrived. These were just some men so we decided it was time to get back to Tom’s farm after that.

        “Ha! Ha! So Amita was chicken!” – Steve.

        “Steve! I was not! I was just conducting a Health and Safety assessment of a potentially dangerous activity.” – Amita.

        “Oh you might say that, but I know different, Amita.” – Steve.

        “Steve, get out of my story before I might perform a potentially dangerous activity on you.” – Amita.

        “Oh, violence and aggression again. I love you too, Amita.” – Steve.

      

        Back at the farm it was almost time for milking. Yes on a dairy farm there are always cows, always the milking, both early in the morning and in the evening.

        “Hansini, do you want to come and help?” Tom asked.

        “Does it involve rubbing my tits all over your back as we ride the bike?” I asked with a cheeky grin.

        “Of course.”

        “Ok, just let me change.”

        I looked over to Betty and she just smiled and shook her head.

        I rushed into our bedroom to put some older clothes on I’d borrowed from Shanti. She said if they got too dirty just throw them away. While I was changing I slipped my bra off. The idea of rubbing my tits against Tom would feel better for both of us without a bra. Nice soft breasts against him, just the thought of it was making me a bit horny.

        Soon we left together heading to get the cow shed ready. Yes we were on a quad bike together. Yes I was behind him, arms around him so he could feel my tits against his back and enjoy the pressing of them. I helped but mostly watched him getting the machine going then it was time to get the cows.

       “Do you want to try driving?” he asked.

       Sure I was keen to try. I got on top the quad bike and Tom got on behind me. It was a bit tricky to get used to. It was a bit jumpy. The accelerator he said was a bit fierce. When I tried the bike gave a big jump and stopped the motor. I was thinking of this being funny and was laughing a lot. But after a couple of tries where I almost threw him off the back, I soon got the hang of it and we were able to move the bike.

       Now this naughty boy behind had to hold to me by putting his arms around me. Much like I had done with him. But in his case he has the problem of the wondering hands, touching things he shouldn’t be touching. First he moved up to the underside of my breasts, then further up on to them.
       “Hey!” I call to him.

        He just responded by giving my breast a squeeze. “These are good to hold on to,” came his reply.

        I wasn’t too worried. Even when he undid some of the buttons of my shirt I didn’t really mind. When we stopped at a gate, he got off to open it and I looked down to discover the disarray of my clothing. I was with my shirt open, the T-shirt pulled up and a nipple bare. The zip was down on my jeans too. He had been a very busy boy! While he got off to the gate, I tried to straighten myself as best I could.

       We opened the gate allowing the cows to leave and start on their walk down to the milking shed. Closing it behind then we went to another paddock which we opened for the returning cows to find fresh grass. Now we started back with me still driving.

        Back on the bike while I was focused driving he began playing again. This time his hand went one up and one down. The down hand was into my open jeans and down inside my panties. Yes he found my pussy and with my legs apart over the bike he found further too. First just touching the outside then I felt some fingers were inside.

        Oh suddenly it felt good. I was beginning those nice pussy feelings and this girl was feeling very horny and shutting of her eyes.

       Yes, I sure you boys have worked this out. Here was this stupid girl driving along on a quad bike, almost getting to the orgasm with her eyes shut.

       There was the bump and we left the track, then I opened my eyes to discover a big gorse bush, maybe the biggest on his farm, directly in front of us. Before we could stop we were into the middle of it.

        Those prickles woke us up. We both got cut and scratched getting out of that one. The bike was left to be pulled with the tractor next day.

      

        (I do not believe an orgasm on a quad bike is very good Health & Safety practice so please don’t try this at home. – The Editor)

       While I was out with Tom, Amita was back at the farm house with Betty. When Betty told her there was some goat in the cooler Amita offered to cook a goat curry. A quick search in the kitchen revealed a few items missing so they did a quick trip into the Matakana town before Amita began cooking. During the process she was teaching Betty as well. By the time we arrived back at the house Tom and I were greeted by a delicious smelling of cooking curry.

     

       So before the dinner, I went to take my shower. I grabbed clean clothes and a towel from our bedroom and left for the shower-room. Tom was standing outside waiting.

       “What are you doing?” I asked.

       “Waiting for you.”

       “I going to take my shower.”

       “So am I.”

       “You mean with me. The two of us together.”

       “Yes it will be quicker and save water.”

       Those were not convincing reasons as there is no water shortage in winter, but I allowed him to join me. We helped each other rubbing over the soap and washing. We also helped each other getting sexy too. He had the cock very hard sticking out and I felt there was the need to take it with my hand. He had his hand to my pussy too.

        I was wet and ready for the sexy fun and he was ready to help for me. His fingers were first over the lips which were my pussy then he had his fingers pressing inside me. It was feeling good and I was getting sexy. Oh just so you know, it was safe to close my eyes this time and enjoy the full potential of these feelings. He was pulling up against my clitty now with each thrust he was making. It didn’t take this horny girl long to make her orgasm.

       Now I had been holding to his hard little cock. I could begin working him. I had two hands, one around the shaft and one to his ball underneath. He was horny too and with my soapy hands he was soon feeling good with the eyes closed. I felt the cock giving the jerking and knew him to be close. Just a few more pumps and he went off. I felt the cum of him hit my thigh as it burst from his cock.

      Down stairs, Betty asked, “What have you two been doing?”

      “Tom was just helping me with my shower,” I replied.

      “Oh was he?” she said smiling. “Last time you both got in trouble in that shower.”

      “There was no trouble this time,” I informed her.

      “I bet there wasn’t,” she replied.

      Now while Betty and Amita were cooking the curry, they had a conversation that is important to my story so I’m going let Amita take over now and tell you about it.

Hi from Amita.

      During cooking Betty told me she likes the Letters Books and thanked me for sending her all the updates.

      I asked her, “Which do you like the best?”

      “Many of them. Those recent ones with Katrina in Perth were very good.”

      “Yes they were. Most of us liked those.”

      “I also notice you in many of them, Amita.”

      I just smiled. No use denying it. My name was all through those books.

      She lowered her voice as if someone else was nearby and asked, “Amita, what is it like being with a woman?

      I had to stop for a moment to think a reply to that one.

      “It’s different. Very different to a man but can be quite erotic.”

      “I’ve seen many stories of you girls like that. I just wondered what it would be like.”

      “Have you ever thought about trying it?” I asked her directly.

       She stopped what she was doing and looked to me for a moment. I wondered if I might have over stepped the line from fantasy to reality but then she spoke.

      “I might be willing to try with the right woman.”

      “What about with me?”

      “You mean you and I do it together?”

      I would have thought that was obvious but then she was probably more getting her head around it than asking a question.

      “Yes, you and I, Betty. Then I can show you what it’s like.”

      She looked at me again but hesitated. I could tell she was interested. Finally she replied.

      “I’d be interested to try.”

      “Ok then, let’s do it later tonight if you want.”

      “Can Tom watch?”

      That surprised me that she would ask that.

      “That bad boy!”

      She nodded smiling.

      “Yes Ok. If he can find time to leave Hansini alone.”

      We laughed at that as we returned to our work.

     

     You want to know what happens next don’t you?  

             To find out tune into our next exciting episode when Hansini and Tom…….

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