Story 187 Travelling to India (Part Two).

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Hi from Joyce,

        When Shanti told me she was writing an opening story for Volume 13, I agreed to help as well. Because of what happened in Singapore, we both knew this would be more than just an admin story, getting everyone to India. In the end, this story became large enough to be divided into two stories with the same name. Here is my half.

        In Australia, we all knew the wedding was on, even before Jeevan and Katrina had left Perth. It had also been confirmed that Jeremy could be David’s best man if he was willing. Of course, Jeremy quickly agreed that he would, even though it meant us travelling to India. Donald and Paula were going too so at least all five of us would travel together.
       Later it was decided that David's family would also be attending but they were travelling a separately, a few days later and not staying as long as us. They tried to arrange to stay in a hotel but Sarvesh invited them to stay at his house. David said that would be better than any hotel so they agreed to his kind offer.

       I was interested, well you could even say a bit worried, about where we were going and what we would be doing. Jeremy and I had never been overseas and here we were going to some small town, just a dot on the map, in the middle of India. One evening we sat with Donald and Paula and they told us a lot about their trip to visit Amita and Sarvesh. That evening has already been covered in our other stories.

       Now we were planning our own trip. First dates were set and airlines booked. It all seemed a long way off, just talking about plans like that, but time rushed by and soon we were in the final countdown for our trip.

       One night, about two weeks before our trip, we went over to Donald’s house to take part in a conference call on webcam with Amita & Sarvesh from India and Shanti & Mike from New Zealand. It was a long call, going on for nearly 3 hours. Amita, Shanti and I talked first, making arrangements and confirming flights etc. We could see and hear people in the background; it was obvious that in both places, everyone was gathered as they were with us too
       The best part was that we would be meeting the New Zealanders in Singapore. They would arrive there the evening before us. After a couple of days there sightseeing, we would all continue on to India together. I was happy with that because I'd heard a lot about this country and really wanted to see it. 
       That planning part didn’t take too long to do. Sarvesh joined Amita on screen and told us all about the wedding plans. Part way through this Amita stepped out and Katrina appeared in her place. They told us that the wedding would actually take place in another town and then we would return for more events at Sarvesh’s house. (These plans were later changed but that's another story.)

       Next Amita returned and one by one brought forward the people from her group to meet us. We had met some of them at the resort in Queensland and of course read a lot about them in the many stories but there were two couples from India whom we had only heard about but never met. They were certainly a bit shy but still we got to see them and say "Hi." I tried to reassure them by saying that Jeremy and I were new with this too.

       Shanti took over from New Zealand then and she introduced us to the members of the group from her country. Again, most of them we had met and known from the stories. The only two she didn’t include were the older couple who owned the dairy farm. Finally came my part where I brought each of our group here forward to meet everyone.

       Amita then started an interesting part where she told us all where we would be staying in India. We were told Jeremy and I would stay with Hansini and Mootie which I was pleased with. They seem very nice, well she does. He seems a bit reserved and quiet. Maybe shy but you know the old saying “Still waters run deep!”

       The video call ended with a conversation between Amita, Shanti and me regarding the Letters Books and how we intended to record all of our trips and the adventures we experienced. Everyone was in full agreement with this too.

       The first part of our travel was to fly to Singapore, with our national carrier Quantas, where we would meet the New Zealanders.

       It was a very early morning start, getting all the last things done until finally, the van arrived to pick us up. We travelled together to the airport and made a fast trip as the streets were clear before the morning traffic began. Everyone was in a good mood, happy to be finally on our way.

       Jeremy and I had never travelled outside of Australia so international travel was new to us but no problem really with Donald taking care of most of it. Soon we were on the aircraft and I was looking out the window, watching Perth drop away beneath us. I watched the first rays of sunlight breaking over the city as we curved out over the ocean until there was only a coastline in the distance. Before long, that was gone too. That was neat, like the sun rising on our holiday.

        I pulled down the shutter of my window and settled to watch a movie on the screen in front of me. Not long into the flight they brought breakfast around. I’ve heard mixed reviews on airline food but what Jeremy and I had was pretty good. We swapped a bit to taste everything.
       We arrived in Singapore around lunch their time. It was nice to have Shanti and a few others there to meet us. Soon we were into our taxis and on our way to our hotel. I sat in the back beside Lizamoa and Shanti. We were talking a bit but I also wanted to look at this amazing city too.

         Singapore was amazing and during our stay just got better and better. The city never stopped, always busy, even in the middle of the night. Lots to see, lots to do and the food was great, well amazing too. Our hotel was amazing. I heard Sarvesh arranged some kind of special deal for us, giving all of us rooms, high in the building overlooking the ocean or harbour area. The view from our room was amazing too. Jeremy and I were out a lot too with some of the New Zealand guys, exploring the city and doing amazing things. (Have I used that word before? Well, it was amazing. I just can’t think of a better word.)

        Others just stayed at the hotel and relaxed beside the pool. I liked how Mike described that, “Boring!”

        When Jeremy and I were talking, a few days before our trip, he asked me about the sexy side of things and if I intended to join in. I replied that I thought I would if he was Ok with it. Of course, he confirmed that he would too. I was pleased we had that talk because when things developed in Singapore we could just go ahead, knowing we were both in agreement over this. We were both on the same page you could say.

        Now before we left Perth, I went shopping for some clothes. One of my purchases was a rather sexier blue bikini. Yes, I know, I had two already but I felt like I might need one, a bit more daring. Yes, I felt it was more daring too. Sexier than anything I’d ever worn before and it made me feel sexy wearing it too.  

       We were down at the pool and I was wearing my red bikini. I noticed some of the men from New Zealand checking me out, especially Shanti’s husband Mike. I liked Mike, I’d only spoken to him briefly at the resort but since then we’d spoken a few times online. Once had been quite a steamy conversation too. I also liked reading about some of his adventures in Letters, especially what he did with Katrina in their last days at the resort. That story was both romantic and sexy, going back a long way and slowly building to their sexual climax when he takes her virginity.

        I had thought about being with him myself so when I caught him taking an interest in me I had to admit to myself, I kind of liked it. Some might say I gave him more opportunity to look by bending forward to pick something up, showing lots of cleavage, even a glimpse right down my blouse. Or laying back on a deck chair by the pool; the leg away from him raised a bit so the curve of my pussy mound was nicely highlighted for him against my thigh. Turning away from him to pick up my towel, giving him a chance to check-out my arse. Naughty? Sure it was, and why not? Got to keep the guys interested.

        I’d just got out of the water and I was standing before him drying my face. I pulled the towel away and found he was looking up at me. I must admit that I was standing a bit closer than I needed to be. I decided to call him on it.

        “Are you checking me out, Mike?”

        At first, he denied it then admitted that he was thinking about me without my bikini. Now that was a surprise. I didn’t expect him to be that direct but I had a good reply for him. I told him I did look better without the bikini. You just know where this was going. He said he’d want to see that so it led to me inviting them to our room to view me 'without my bikini'. I was surprised because, at that point, Shanti and Jeremy took over and made the arrangements for us, meeting in our room after dinner that evening.

        Getting back from dinner we had a few minutes to get ready. I knew this evening was most likely going to end in sex with them but I was wondering how we should start it.

        “What should I wear?” I asked Jeremy.

        “Well, you did promise you’d take your bikini off so I’d start with it on.”

        “Just my bikini? Nothing else?”

        “Just your bikini. Nothing else,” he replied. “Not your red one, the sexy blue one.”

        “Oh!” I said, a bit surprised.

        “You know you want to show him, Joyce.”

        I just nodded in agreement.

        “Well go on then honey. Do it and start the fun for us too.”
       "Ok," I agreed with a giggle. "I will."

        It seems Jeremy was ahead of me on this. While he was watching I stripped off the clothes I was wearing and put on my blue bikini. I just had time to adjust it in front of the mirror when there was a knock on the door. Dressed like that, in just my blue bikini, I went to answer it.

        I saw Mike looking too. There was no hiding it now. He was openly looking while I made small talk with Shanti. It was a deep blue, all one colour. The top provided support underneath but left much of my breasts bare on top. Down further my tiny bottom just pulled up over my pubic mound so in my natural state it would barely hide my natural pussy bush but of course for this trip I had decided to shave my hair completely. It always felt sexy wearing this bikini and with this man openly looking it felt even sexier.

         Now I turned to walk away showing the bottom was almost backless with just that blue string plunging between the cheeks of my bum. I’m sure Mike didn’t miss that too. It was designed so he would look, me walking in front of him like that.

         We decided to go out on the deck first and I made sure I was sitting next to Mike. Well we all knew soon we’d be doing much more than sitting beside each other so why not get this party started. He opened the way by putting his arm around my shoulders so I could pull his hand lower onto my breast. Soon Shanti and I had our tops off too and the boys were playing with our tits.

        Back in the room he surprised me by pushing me back on the bed and taking my bottoms off like that. I thought I was supposed to be doing that but anyway it got me naked which was the purpose of all this and it opened for me to suggest he got naked too.

       The session that followed was a good one although I think I may have rushed things a bit. I enjoyed the sex with Mike. He makes a good sex partner and I felt good being with him. He had a way of matching me so our bodies appeared to synchronize. It went well but we got done first and were watching Shanti finish fucking my husband. Its interesting watching your partner with another woman like that.

       With a guy like Mike, once wasn’t enough for me. I pushed him back, getting over him, kneeling with a leg each side of his legs. From there I could go down on him, working him with my hands until he began to harden again, then work him with my mouth. I really went all out with that, giving him the best blow-job I could. In fact I almost did too good of a job. Oops! He almost went off.

       Now what Shanti had done with my husband Jeremy looked so hot that I decided to give Mike some of the same. I move forward, further up, until my pussy was level with his cock. He knew what I was doing as I grasped his cock and guided his head to my pussy. Yes I was going to ride him, fuck him instead of him fucking me.    

       I lowered myself until I felt his cock head pressing against my lips. A bit more pressure and his head was pressing in between my lips. I felt myself widen to take him, opening up to allow more of him in. I was wet from the previous fucking so he easily slipped deeper as I sunk down onto him.

       Looking down I watched his shaft disappearing into me. I am always fascinated by watching my pussy taking a cock. Seeing this huge, hard thing sliding deeper and deeper into me. There is that full feeling as my cunt adjusts to him; expanding and then molding around him. I watched, well we both watched actually as I took the last bit of him.

      I’ve wondered how my body takes a man in so deep like that. With so much of him inside what parts are pushed aside to allow him in. But enough of this as I had some fucking to do. A pussy full of cock, waiting for action.

      I slowly lifted up as he slipped from me again. Over half of him was out when I pressed down again. Oh that felt good! It was like this at first, just slow controlled movements, lifting off him then dropping back against him again. All the time I was sitting directly above him.

       It was at this moment that a noise distracted me. We both looked to see Jeremy and Shanti really going for it again. Hard, aggressive fucking like that was not really his usual style so to see him doing it was interesting and a bit sexy too. Mike said later, they were going at it like a pair of rabbits. LOL

       But I returned my attention to the man under me. He was ready, almost there, so I leaned forward so my hands rested on the bed each side of him. As I began moving my hips, pulling forward and thrusting back, I was driving myself against him, driving him into me. Now he was also closer to my clitty, rubbing the skin directly above it. As I opened up more his cock was making contact with it.

        My slow movements were gathering speed now. It was the same motion, still driving back on him and pulling forward but I was also applying more force. As usually happens in this position the girl’s jiggling breasts attracts the guy so his hands come up to hold them.

        These feelings were building me; the fullness of my cunt, the movement of our bodies together, his cock sliding over my hard, wet clitty and his hands on my nipples and breasts. It was at this point that I knew this was going to be some good sex for me again.

        I continued fucking him, moving faster, fucking him hard so he was going in deep. It was good, soon becoming too good. I felt my body responding and knew what that feeling meant. I was almost there. For a moment I thought, do I go for it or do I hold back? But it was too late as feelings over took me and my cum burst upon me. I shut my eyes and let out a long moan as it overrun me.

       For a few moments I’d stopped fucking him. My mind and body taken by other feelings. Now I returned to what I was doing. He been laying there, watching me, smiling. Now he was responding back to me as I picked up the pace again. This time I was determined to get him off too.

       So we were both working, going for it, building for the climax when something happened. There was someone behind me, her body, her breasts against me. Her hands reaching for my breasts. I knew without looking it was Shanti. This was sexy, an addition to our fun.

       I think the sight of this was good for the man under me too and I realised that he was almost there. Well that was good. It was what all of this was for, to get him off. I heard him gasp, looked down and saw his face, then I felt him breaking rhythm. He was there. His cock gave some massive jerks as he began delivering more cum inside me.

       All this time I tried to keep going, keeping the feelings going for him. It was close for me again too. I felt her fingers touching me there and a few thrusts with me clitty pressed against her finger was all it took. I was almost over again! Her hand moved back to my free breast. Those hands on my nipples kept working them. She was pulling at them, pinching them. It was hot and sexy as my cum burst on me and a fell back against her. Shanti reached to hold me, her arms wrapping around me covering my breasts.

        Yes, it had been good sex. Good for both of us. I was happy.

       There was one more day in Singapore then we had another early morning flight with Singapore Airlines to India. Leaving this country that was not even as big as many Australian cities we flew out over the Indian Ocean. It didn’t seem as long this time before we were over India, then sometime after that we were on final approach to the large city of Hyderabad. The city with its tall buildings could be seen off to one side as we flew lower over some farming areas. I could hear the pilot controlling the approach, sometime increasing, sometime decreasing the engines. There was a very busy road under us as the ground rushed up to meet us, a short length of runway and the bump as we touched.

       I looked around to Jeremy who was looking over my shoulder.

      “India,” he said.

      “Yes,” I said giving his hand a nervous squeeze. “We are here.”

      “Hey, you guys,” said Shanti who was sitting beside Jeremy. “There is nothing to be afraid of. This is going to be a great holiday.”

       I smiled back at her.

      “Who are you staying with?” she asked.

      “Hansini and Mootie,” Jeremy replied.

      “Oh you’ll have fun there,” she laughed. “I think Mega and Brian are staying there too.”

      “Where are you and Mike stay?” I asked.

      “With Amita and Sarvesh I think.” Then she smiled. “I’d be happy anywhere.”

      We were taxing to the terminal now as she explained the next part of our journey. How we had another short flight then a long bus ride. We wouldn’t get to their town until mid-afternoon.

     

      Like she said, the next flight was very short, barely an hour in a much smaller aircraft. We were met there by Amita and Sarvesh who had two large buses waiting for us. I went up to greet him and he grabbed me, giving me a bear hug. Wow! These guys! Takes a girl's breath away.
       Soon we were leaving the smaller city of Kadapa to start our journey to their town. We were on the bus with Sarvesh and since we were new to India he placed us up the front where we could see better. It was interesting as everything looked so different to Australia. Soon the driver realised we were new here and was pointing out things as he drove.

      Jeremy said, "It’s like being on another planet.”

      Sarvesh heard him and laughed. “This is normal. You are the aliens.”

      “That is what I’m worried about,” I said.

      “You’ll be fine. Just stay with us from here on.”

      As we approached the town Sarvesh pointed out a large white building on a hill overlooking the area. “That is our house,” he told us. There was another house further over that he said was Jeevan's new house. He also pointed out some hills across the river which were the beginning of the famous Game Reserve  that had appeared in so many stories.

      Then we were in the town. Like many we'd seen in other towns, the streets were narrow and crowded. People, carts and vehicles, mixed together, trying to make their way forward. It took some careful driving and a lot of horn sounding to get us through and we turned on to a long bridge over the river. Half-way over Sarvesh pointed out some large modern buildings on the far side which is that club with its tourist hotel, close to the town’s major attraction, the Game Reserve.

       On this side of the river were a smaller number of shops, many directed more for tourists then only a few blocks of houses. We turned into a short dead-end road that ended at a high fence.  As we pulled up in front of the last house, Sarvesh told us that the fence was the beginning of the Game Reserve. It stopped any wild animals straying into the town area. 

       Hansini and Mootie live in a larger two story house. I noticed it was also surrounded by a fence with bars on the windows. I was wondering what sort of place was this as every house seemed the same, locked up like forts.

       As the driver and his assistant began unloading our bags under the supervision of Sarvesh we stepped forward to meet Hansini who was outside waiting for us. She hugged us and greeted us warmly then turning to do the same with Mega and Brian.

       While two women and a man carried our bags into the house, we stood to watch the big bus back slowly down the short street. It turned onto the main road and was gone, off to drop others where they'd be staying.
      Being so hot here we were happy to get into the air-con coolness of their house.

      Yes, our Indian adventure had begun.

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