Story 297 Tom and Betty - Part One.

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Betty, "So Many Orgasms - I Lost Count."

Staying at Mike and Shanti’s House.

Hi from Betty.
        Our friends from overseas were visiting New Zealand again and I heard there were a lot more of them this time. First, they went on a trip down to Rotorua and now they were back in Auckland preparing for a camping trip to the Kia Kwi Lakes, north of Dargaville. Shanti had invited Tom and me to go with them.
        I’ve been watching my eating and going for long walks to prepare myself for when these overseas visitors arrive. I promised my husband, Tom, I would shout (buy) myself a bikini if I achieved the goals I wanted. Yes, I know. A bikini at my age! I could have gone for a one-piece like Paula usually wore but my naughty husband thought it should be a bikini. Well, since I looked good, with a fairly flat tummy, I considered I’d get away with wearing one. Anyway, knowing this group, it was likely I would be spending more time nude than wearing a swimsuit of any kind.
        Being in the nude, it was just a case of letting everything hang out and going for it. But even naked I thought I looked better than before so I was comfortable going like that too. Anyway, I heard Shanti’s Mum, Mary and Joseph’s Mum, Greeshma were going too. They were both much older than me and happy to go naked so why shouldn’t I be? When they wore swimsuits, Mary always wore a one-piece but I’d seen Greeshma wearing a bikini, she looked pretty good in it too which is amazing for someone well into her 70s. If she is game to wear a bikini, so am I.

        A few weeks before our trip, we had driven down to the large shopping area on the North side of Auckland. Albany is a place that has everything you could ever want, no need to drive right into the city. Once you hit the new moterway extension at Warkworth, it is a quick run down there.
        Tom knew of a shop that specialises in ladies' swimwear. Bikinis, one-piece, accessories, you name it they had it. As we walked into this shop, I was surprised at the variety they had in stock. There were so many that I had no idea where to start. Going to the first rack we came to I was looking through the bikinis there. They were far too tiny! Far more daring than anything I could ever wear.
        I was just telling that to Tom when suddenly, there was a voice behind me. “Can I help you with that, Betty?” Mike's voice said.
        I turned around to find my nephew, Mike, standing there. I rushed to hug him. What a surprise! I had no idea he’d be there. Then I realised this was no accident. I had read in the Letters Books that Mike had helped other women with buying swimwear so here he was to help me too. This was Tom’s doing! I’m sure of it but he will never admit it.
        (For more see Letter 27 Buying Swimming Togs for Lizamoa.) and also read (Story 138 Buying a Swimsuit for Mum.)

        But Mike was a great help, had plenty of helpful suggestions and as we've all heard, he does have an eye for a woman in a bikini. He pointed out styles that complimented my larger bust, actually mentioning them as he talked. He showed how different cuts and shapes worked over my prominent pussy mound too. That was a bit sexy!
        I’d never really thought about it before but buying swimwear with two men was actually quite sexy. Going into those cubicles, getting completely naked, before trying on the swimsuit or bikini was sexy enough. Got my juices going a bit! But when I opened the door and modelled it in front of Tom and Mike, that was way more sexy. Of course, there were a few other customers, especially husbands/partners waiting outside the changing rooms.
        In the end, I chose two swimwear items but paid for neither of them. Tom brought the bikini, of course. Much more daring than I was thinking of buying. No surprises There!
        Mike brought me the one-piece. I told him I could pay but he insisted so all I could do was graciously thank him.
        “How many women are running around in swimsuits you’ve brought?” I asked him with a smirk on my face.
        He stopped and thought for a minute. “There’s been quite a few over the years,” he admitted.
        So, I had a new one-piece for when I went swimming with family or at the public beach and I had a bikini for occasions when I wanted to feel bold and sexy. I was happy with that.
        Mike got another big hug before we left him.

        Okay, after that distraction, let’s get back to my story.
        We planned to leave our farm early, milking cows means we were used to getting up early, and then drive down to Mike’s house and stay with them for a few days first. We were both looking forward to this trip. Our son, who lives in Auckland, offered to loan us his tent and some other camping gear we would need. So, we planned to visit them first and then go on to Mike and Shanti’s house.
        Yes, Shanti had invited us to stay at her house as she always does. We both enjoyed staying there so quickly accepted her kind offer. It wasn’t until the day before we were due to leave that she rang with a problem. It seemed she had made some other arrangements and forgotten we were coming.
        Let me explain. While they were in Rotorua, Sabreena, Joseph and Lizamoa’s daughter, had hit up Mike and Sarvesh, asking them if they could use a house for all the younger ones to get together. Without thinking it through, Shanti had gone along with the idea. (There is a rumour that she might have been distracted by a man in her pussy at the time! Decision-making with a full pussy, not a smart idea, Shanti. Ha! Ha!) However it happened, the result was the same, Mike and Shanti had allowed them to use their big house in Titirangi. It made sense in a way because it was a big house with lots of bedrooms, but to hand over her whole house to those young people like that, certainly showed a lot of trust.
        I don’t understand why one of the youngest, Sabreena was driving this. I would have thought Micheal and Kathy would have been since it was their house but it seems it was Sabby’s show and they were supporting her.
        Shanti’s problem was that she had forgotten about Tom and me. With all the overseas visitors, there was nowhere else for us to stay. She suggested we could either stay at her house with the younger ones and use the Master Bedroom or we could postpone our trip for a few days and meet them as they left for the camping trip.
        I talked with Tom and he said it was fine saying, “If the young ones wanted a couple of oldies like us there, we’d take the room she offered and stay with them.” I was told later that when Sabreena heard about us, she insisted that we stay with them too. So it seemed no problem for her to have two oldies around. That was our plan. We would stay at Mike and Shanti’s house for a few days.
        When we arrived, there seemed to be quite a few cars around so I knew many would be there. We were greeted warmly at the door and both Tom and I got a big hug from both Kathy and Sabreena. I saw Tom grab Sabreena’s bum as she hugged him. She just giggled as she pulled away so he got away with that one, dirty old man!

        Their house is rather a strange design, being set among the trees and almost built around some of the larger ones. It was mainly on two floors but there were a couple of sub-levels thrown in too. I must admit I rather liked the house and always enjoyed staying there. When you enter from the main entrance, you are on a sub-level, halfway between the two main floors. You were faced with staries either going up or down as you entered the house.
        On the floor below, was a lounge/entertaining area with doors leading out to the main swimming pool and outside entertaining area. There were also bedrooms or rooms on this level that could become bedrooms too. At the far end was Michael’s room, a larger room that took up the lower east end of the house.
        But we would be staying on the upper floor, up some stairs from the main entrance. Through the open-plan kitchen/dining/lounge area, to the east, there was a passage leading off to four bedrooms, two for Shanti’s girls on the north side and a couple of guest rooms on the south side. We usually stayed in one of these with access to an upper deck overlooking the pool area below. There is also a nice view looking down a bush valley towards the Manukau Harbour. On the other side of the open-plan area, towards the southwest, there were three steps and then a short passage leading to the Master Bedroom. This is where Tom and I would be staying this time, a part of the house we had never seen before.
        Micheal and a young Japanese man, Masanori took our bags and we followed them into this room. As I said, this was all new to us. Going between the bathroom and a walk-in wardrobe, we reached the bedroom itself. Directly in front of us was a large bed, king-sized or larger, it was big.
        But what hits you is that large painting above the headboard. There was no doubt it was Shanti, almost life-size, laying back on that very bed, one leg flat and the other raised, she was naked in a pose that left nothing to the imagination. The detail revealed that this woman was sexually aroused, presenting herself for her lover. I must admit, it was a lovely painting, obviously done by a very professional artist but that pose, was very erotic, to say the least.
        Not taking any notice of his mother on the wall, Michael quickly showed us around, pointing out where everything was before leaving us to settle in. I must admit, Masanori was a bit distracted by the painting, probably the first time he had seen it too. Micheal had to tell him where to place our bags. Soon the two young men were gone, leaving Tom and I alone.
        It was a lovely room, more than equal to any hotel I’d ever been in. I knew we would be very comfortable there. Sabreena told me later that until we arrived, this room had been off-limits to them. It seems Shanti had opened it, especially for us. She’s always amazing, isn’t she? I think others have used the word ‘awesome’ to describe her.

        It didn’t take long to settle in, we didn’t intend to unpack much as we were only staying a few days. The main thing to decide was what we were going to wear. It was late morning and since we hadn’t seen many people around as we arrived, I guessed that most of them must be downstairs by the pool.
        I looked at Tom and he was pulling on his swim shorts. He looked good too. With the work and walking he did out on the farm, he didn’t need to watch what he ate. It wasn’t fair when I had to work so hard to keep fit and in shape.
        “What should I wear?” I asked him.
        “What have you brought?” he answered my question with a question.
        “My one-piece or my new bikini,” I replied.
        “Definitely, the bikini!” he grinned at me. “Although, knowing these people, you might want to consider something less than the bikini.”
        “That’s what I was thinking. I could wear both halves, one half or take it all off.”
        He smiled and said, “I like the last option the best.”
        “You would!” I said giving him a playful slap on his arm.
        He did the usual suffering in pain, informing me I’m a violent woman act, but that was only to be expected. We were both excited, in a playful mood ready for whatever this holiday would bring.

        Suddenly, the answer to this problem came when there was a knock on the door.
        Kathy was there holding a folded cloth. “You might want to wear a sarong, Aunty Betty,” she said. “That is our dress code. Three items allowed, bikini halves and a sarong. Or anything less than that.”
        I noticed she had chosen the sarong with her breasts bare. Nice ones too, Kathy had filled out a lot in the past few years. She could pull off the topless look well. Being half Indian meant Kathy had a year-round tanned look which helped her too.
        I wondered if there mightn’t be anything under that so I asked her, “Are you wearing a bikini bottom?”
        “No, we’re swimming naked so it's easier just to remove the sarong and jump in.”

        When she was gone, Tom asked, “Does that solve your problem?”
        “I think it does. Just the sarong. My bikini can wait for another time.”
        He smiled at that. Probably liked the idea of me going topless and nude when I was swimming. I realized it would probably mean, once I lost the sarong, it would stay off as I remained naked.
        I quickly stripped and Tom helped me wrap the sarong around my waist and fasten it properly. Yes, apparently, wrapping a sarong around a woman's waist involves feeling up her tits as well. Us ladies all know how that works with men.
        Dressed like that, my breasts bare and wearing nothing but that sarong, I left our room and followed him across the lounge area to the stairs.
        At the bottom of the stairs, there was a full-length mirror and as I passed, I couldn’t help taking a look at myself. I liked what I saw and nodded my head. Sure, I’m not like these young ones, I’ve always had larger breasts that have started to drop a bit now. With two kids and time, they don’t hold up forever, do they? Not like they used to but I had to admit that overall, I still looked pretty good for my late 50s.
        Tom saw me and he came up behind me. “Not bad for an old girl,” he said, giving my bum a good feel. “I’d marry her.”
        “Hey! Watch it mate! I’m not that old.”
        I turned to slap him again but I was happy with his compliment. He jumped away, running for the door to the pool with me right behind him. He stumbled as he jumped out and I nearly fell over him. Not the most elegant way to make an entrance but it certainly got everyone’s attention.

        Kalki was sitting in the shade near the door and she greeted me with, “Hi Betty,” and Tom with “Hello Naughty Farmer.”
        So she was continuing with that ‘naughty farmer,’ thing, was she? I noticed Kalki was topless like every other woman there but she was breastfeeding a small boy.
        “Had children since I last saw you, Kalki,” I said.
        “No, I’ve had one, a boy and a I hope a girl, number two, is in here,” she explained, proudly patting her tummy. I knew she had one child but I didn't know about the second one being on the way.
        While we were talking, the little boy had got off her knee and was standing looking up at me. I reached out with my arms and his arms came up towards me so I bent down to pick him up. Immediately, his mouth began trying to seek my nipple.
        “Sorry,” I told him. “I’ve got nothing for you. Not had anything there for a long time.”
        As if he knew what I had said, he snuggled in against my breast happily.
        She explained that this little one nearly three. She was breast-feeding him more for comfort food until the new baby arrived. He was struggling with new places and new faces. The closeness with Mum was helping.
        I could see Kalki was much more interested in my husband so I left them. To my surprise, the little boy was happy to come with me.

Naughty Farmer!

        As we moved around to some seats on the far side, I found a young Indian woman sitting over the Indian man who had carried my bag in. She was naked, well they both were. She was riding him cowgirl style while other women sat around watching them.
        “Hi Aunty Betty,” she called out to me and suddenly I realised it was young Riya. That was a shock!
        “Hello, Riya,” I said shocked. “You’ve grown up!”
        “How are you cows?” she asked.
        Now that took me back. I remembered telling her about our cows when we were in India for Katrina’s wedding. She must have been around 12 or 13 at the time. Look at her now, a young woman and look what she was doing too. She had to be 18 or 19 now. Nice slim body and a pretty face. She wasn't milking cows, she was milking boys and doing a good job by the look of it.
                (For more on this see Story 194 India - Part Three - On to India.)
        “Still milking the cows,” I said. “About 200 now. We have another man looking after them while we go on holiday with you.”
        She smiled. “I can’t wait to see them. We’re coming to your farm on the way back from the camp. I'm going to help Uncle Tom milk them too.”
        It seemed kind of strange. Here we were picking up the conversation we were having all those years before. Meanwhile, there she was, her hips continued moving as she fucked the man underneath her.
        As I sat down, the little boy hopped off my knee, running back to his Mumma.

        I heard laughing across the pool and I looked to see Kalki and Sairu with Tom. They were both naked and I noticed he was too.
        “Are you going to be a naughty boy to us?” Sairu asked him, poking his chest with her finger.
                (For more on this see Story 203 Naughty Farmer.)
        He grabbed her hand before she could jump away and pulled her body against his chest. With ease he threw her over his shoulder, holding her with one hand while he gave her bare bum a slap with his other hand.
        “Stop that!” she yelled out. “You can’t do that to me.”
        “Why not?” Tom asked.
        “I'm a married woman, my husband will...”
        “I know, but your husband is watching. He doesn't seem too worried.”
        “But he doesn't do that... So you can't too,” Sairu said.
        “Yes, I can,” he replied. "And if he whacked your bum more often, you might be better behaved."
        Oh, that really got her going and her friend Kalki joined in two. War had been declared. And it didn't help that Tom gave her bum a few more slaps.
        Finally, Sairu decided to call for help from her friends.
        Kalki and the Japanese woman, Tukiko had jumped in to try and save her. As they struggled, I noticed him moving them closer and closer to the poolside. I’m surprised they didn’t notice what he was up to. I noticed everyone was watching now. Even Riya had stopped to watch what would happen. That ruined Masanori's fun, didn't it?
        Tom was at the pool edge now and it looked like Kalki and Tukiko were trying to push them both in. So much for trying to save their friend. As he began to fall backwards, he let go of Sairu and grabbed the two other women. As he fell into the water, he took all three of them with him.
        They came to the surface complaining it was his fault but it looked to me like they were as much at fault as he was. They certainly started it.

        Well, as you can guess, those girls weren’t finished with him yet. They were arguing with him. It was looking like he had to go into the pool again. Surely, you would have thought they’d learn their lesson.
        As each one attacked him, his hands went for their sides to tickle them. It seemed like he had that right as they were all ticklish and each time, he stopped their attack as they broke down in helpless laughter.
        He got hold of Tukiko, turning her so her back was against him. As the other two attacked he was using her as a human shield, keeping them away. She was struggling against him but he was stronger. Lots of screaming and yelling going on. I wondered if the neighbours heard them.
        The two girls tried to get around her and started complaining to him, protesting it wasn’t fair. I don’t know how they worked that out. It looked like three against one to me. Anyway, Tom took the chance to bring his hands up to Tukiko’s breasts. He was giving them a workover with his fingers rubbing her nipples.
        “Hey! Those are mine,” she called out.
        “I know they are. I don’t have any, so they must be yours,” Tom replied.
        That started her laughing.

        Sairu saw this as her chance to attack. Taking a run at Tom to push him into the pool. At that speed, there was no way she wasn’t going in with him. Tom saw her coming and sidestepped from behind, pushing Tukiko into her path. Sairu’s hands hit Tukiko’s chest, just below her breasts. The momentum took them both into the water leaving Tom standing on the poolside laughing at them.
        Looking at the girls in the water, he forgot about Kalki. I called a warning to him but it was too late. She came up behind him and neatly pushed him over into the water again.
        Now, the two girls with him in the water tried to attack him there. I think they decided it might be easier to duck him. Tom doesn’t look it but he is strong. Putting up quite a battle. Eventually, they did succeed but it wasn’t before he had ducked them both a few times and they called in the help of a couple of other women.
        I noticed that Kalki didn’t get into that fight, more content to sit and watch them. Probably worried about getting into any rough stuff with a baby aboard. But she wasn’t showing so she couldn’t be that far along.
        As for my husband and those Indian women, it was like total war and we’d only been there about ten minutes.
        I don't know who won that. I think they all lost interest, with what he was doing to Sairu in the water. I could see his hands reaching down in front of her and she seemed to calm down pretty quick. Amazing how a hand working your pussy does that to a woman. Ha! Ha! It looked like Tukiko was getting her pussy rubbed too. Naughty girls!
        It would have most likely gone a lot further if they hadn't been stopped for lunch.

        The fun in the pool and elsewhere stopped when Sabreena called it was time for lunch.
        Some of the girls brought down bread rolls and filling so we could make our own filled rolls. I was impressed with Sabreena. She was doing a great job running things. It looked like she was the boss and everyone respected that.
        While we were eating, I was sitting beside Sairu.
        “You knew poking Tom would get you into trouble, didn't you?” I asked her.
        “I was hoping for that one,” she smiled.
        “Well, you weren't disappointed then?”
        “What happened to me in the pool with him. It was worth it.”
        “Did you...?”
        “Yes, twice,” she whispered to me.
        “Naughty girl!” I said and she giggled making others looking around at her.
        After lunch, since it was getting hot, we all sat under the shade, sipping drinks as we talked. I am surprised how they just accepted Tom and me as part of their group even though we were both old enough to be their parent’s parents.

        After lunch was cleared away, Tom said, “I think I’m ready for dessert now, Kalki.”
        She looked at him surprised, “What, Tom?” she asked. “Lunch is over!”
        “I’m ready for some pussy pie. Curry flavour would be good.”
        She giggled as she realized what he meant. “Curry for dessert?”
        “Of course, why not? That is, if you’re offering,” Tom replied.
        “You want my pussy, you Naughty Farmer?”
        He laughed in reply, going over to kneel in front of her seat.
        Without any hesitation, Kalki sat back with her legs parted, an invitation for Tom. He was soon between her open thighs rubbing his hands all over her displayed pussy. Tom likes doing oral on me and he is good at it. I knew this horny Indian woman was in for a treat.
        Being right beside them, I got a ring-side view of the action.
        First, Tom had used his hands on her, gently stroking the inside of her thighs. She liked that, perhaps because her skin was so soft and sensitive there or perhaps it was the anticipation of what was about to happen next. Kalki keeps her pussy shaved so her lips were openly displayed for him. I could see she was getting turned on as the darker outer lips began to swell and open. She was wet for him too.
        Tom’s fingers moved to Kalki's pussy lips. A gentle run down them with his fingers made her whole body shudder. We all heard the soft moan. Yes, I said ‘we’ because this sudden show had almost everyone watching.
        His fingers pushed in deeper as her lips split open wider. I could see how wet she was. Soon Tom’s fingers had pushed in further so he was gently finger-fucking her. She was enjoying that too as she gave little humps back at him.
        Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers and licked the juice from them.
        Kalki looked at him and moaned.
        “You like that, do you?” he asked.
        She couldn't reply, just nodded her head. So overcome with lust for him.
        He rubbed his fingers in her pussy again and reached up to her face. With no hesitation, her tongue came out to lick his fingers clean. He repeated that twice more, first taking some juice for himself before getting some more for her too.
        Damn! That was so sexy. Had me going a bit too.
        When his fingers returned to her pussy, his other hand was there too. I could see how he pulled back her dark lips exposing the soft pink flesh inside. From the close viewpoint that I had it was clear that her pussy was soaking with her cum juice.
        Tom leaned in closer and gently blew on the open exposed flesh. It got an immediate reaction from Kalki. Her body jumped in surprise as she gave a deep moan. He repeated that a couple of times more before he was ready to move on.
        Still holding her lips open he brought his tongue into her pussy. Starting at the bottom he took a few long slow upward licks which had her gasping with pleasure. He repeated this a few more times too before he pressed his tongue deeper into the hole at the bottom. A few thrusts and licks here led to him moving higher to the little nob in the centre. He licked over this, even pushing the tip of his tongue into the little slit where her piss came from. She moaned again.
        Kalki was getting frantic now. Humping against his face, moaning and crying out.
        Tom was ready for the last part now. He had been with Kalki before in India and so he remembered what she loved the best. That is why he had left her clitty until last. He moved on to it now, licking and sucking at the little pink part.
        Oh! Did she love that? Moaning at him as her climax built. Then crying out as her cum burst over her.
        After a few moments, she recovered, looking down at him smiling. “That was so good!” she whispered to him.
        “Well, we’re not finished yet,” he told her.
        "What? Is there something more?
        She quickly realised he was asking for something from her too.
        “Do you want the sucking too?” Kalki asked. “I can do that one.”
        “No not a blowjob,” Tom replied. “I want you cowgirl style.”
        “We can do the fucking?” she asked.
        “Sure, you can. You ride my cock.”
        Kalki smiled. "Okay I will," she said. After that big orgasm, he was offering her more. Of course, she was happy to take more too.

        I’m not sure what happened after that as there was a lovely cock sitting beside me which kind of distracted me for a while. (See below in the next section.)
        I think Tom stood up, taking Kalki’s hand to pull her up too. He led her over to where two foam pads lay on the ground. As he lay back, he pulled her down on top of him. They must have quickly gone from playing to preparing for sex. I’m not surprised, I was expecting this would go straight to them having sex, I think Tom was expecting that too.
        But Kalki didn’t go that way, when she went to sit down, she sat with a leg on each side of his legs so she could reach for his cock. There was some brief hand work as she looked down at his cock, then moving back further down his legs she could bring her face down to his cock. What followed was a full-on blowjob.
        She knew how to get him going. Her hand handled his balls and pumped his shaft as she licked and sucked him. She was doing an amazing job. I’d probably go as far as saying, a better job than I would have done on him.

        It didn’t take long before she decided he was ready. She moved up, bringing her pussy down to meet his cock. Her pussy was shaved so everyone could see how his cock pressed in, stretching and opening her as he was pushed in deeper. Tom doesn't go in that deep but it always seems enough for the women.
        Soon her hips were moving as she fucked him, looking down and smiling at him. When Kalki saw him looking up at her, she patted her breasts with her hands saying, “Use your hands if you want.”
        The invitation was for him to play with her breasts but to her surprise, his hands went to her stomach.
        “Why?” she asked.
        “Aren’t you pregnant?” Tom asked.
        “Yes, but why does that matter? You can't feel anything yet.”
        “The thought of you like that is hot!”
        “Oh! I didn’t think that one.”
        Then she smiled at him as she realised what was turning him on.
        “If I had waited it could have been you who made a baby in me,” Kalki smiled down at him.
        His body jumped, his cock thrusting deeper inside her. Yes, he liked that.
        “Your hot cum could make me a baby bump!”
        “Mmmm!"
        She was moving faster now. Hips working to drive his cock as deep inside her body as she could.
        “You like that, don’t you?” she asked.
        “Cum in me,” Kalki gasped. "Make the baby in me."
        Leaning forward she was giving hard thrusts back at him. It was working. Working for them both. His cock gave a few jerks and she knew he was almost there. She also knew she was too.
        Could she… could she do it? Could she make them both cum together? She decided to try.
        A few deep, fast strokes. That was all it took. As she cum her pussy clamped to grip him, taking him over with her. As she recovered, she sat over him waiting while his cock finished inside her.
        “That was good, Tom,” she whispered.
        “You are as hot as ever too,” he gasped back.
        “And you are the very bad boy, Farmer Tom!” she said as she slapped his chest.
        “What?”
        “A bad boy trying to get another man’s wife pregnant.”
        “I think I missed the boat on that one, honey!” Tom laughed.
        “I think that one too,” Kalki replied as she rolled off him.

Fun With Hamza.

        One thing I noticed about this group is that the females outnumbered the males. While there were the two Indian couples, Tukiko and her boyfriend you could call a couple as well, of course, not forgetting Tom and me. But there were still six other single women; Kathy, Sabreena, Rachel, Jaynitha, Jasmine and Riya. While there were only two single guys, Michael and Ragesh.
        With the number of sexy young women around I was aware and pleased when I found that Kalki’s husband, Hamza was taking an interest in me. While his wife and Tom had their sex session beside the pool Hamza was sitting close beside me. Just before, Tom started with Kalki, Hamza had brought me over a drink and some snacks. That was nice of him. I don’t know how he knew what I liked but he did.
        Now my husband was with his wife and we were sitting watching. He was still naked from swimming earlier but I had put my sarong back on electing to remain topless. I must admit to being a bit distracted by that lovely cock that was sitting within easy reach.
        As the sex in front of us continued, I noticed that cock had begun to grow making it even more of a distraction. Now he had a full-on erection, his black shaft resting against his belly as he sat back. He did not attempt to hide it, allowing me to enjoy his open display.
        He noticed me looking. Thinking back now, I think he wanted me to look.
        “Like what you see, Betty?” Hamza asked.
        “Very nice,” I replied. “You have a handsome one.”
        Well, he did ask me if I liked his cock so what else would I say. Of course, I liked it and I was getting aroused at the thought of trying it too.
        By now I was losing interest in what my husband was doing and even now I am unsure how they got from playing to fucking.
        “You can touch him if you want,” he said.
        Oh, I wanted to. There was no hesitation there. My hand reached out, my fingers ran from his balls up along the rigid shaft to his head. Damn, that was a nice-looking cock. So warm and hard, just what my pussy needed. While not as long as some of the men, the shaft looked thick. I knew that would feel great inside me.
        Can you believe me? This older lady like me, lusting over a man young enough to be my son. Yes, I think both my real sons might be older than him.
        For a while, things didn’t get much beyond me playing with him because I could see he was very interested in watching what his wife was doing. So, while my hand gently stroked him, we both watched what was going on in front of us until Kalki and Tom finished.

        The show with Kalki and my Tom was over. They were lying beside each other as they recovered. It had been a sexy one, I always enjoy watching my husband with another woman. I know he likes watching me too when he can. Those two like each other so it seemed they just picked up and carried on from where things had been dropped in India, years before.
                (For more on this see Story 203 Naughty Farmer.)
        Now Hamza turned his attention on me. A hand came to my breast, feeling my erect nipple before it moved down across my stomach towards my pussy. Pushing his hand under my sarong, he had a quick feel there, I think testing how sexually aroused I was. Nipples hard, pussy wet, that should have told him what he needed to know.
        “This sun is hot, I don’t want your beautiful white flesh to burn, Betty. Can I put some lotion on you?”
        That was nice of him or nice for him, I could say. Not that I needed much sun-tan lotion because I was making sure to stay in the shade, but do you think I was going to miss out on the opportunity of having this handsome man rubbing his hands and maybe something else all over my naked body? Not likely!
        Quickly standing, I undid my sarong and left it on the ground beside my seat. Now naked, I lay back on my recliner, ready for him. He smiled when he saw I had stripped completely. He stood up, walked over and took a lotion bottle for the table before returning to me. As he walked back towards me, I noticed his hard shaft sticking out in front of him. Mmmm! Nice! I was going to enjoy that!
        Yes, even at that stage I knew this lotion thing was an excuse to start touching and playing with my body. Not that he needed any excuse as far as I was concerned. I knew it would lead to having sex with him. As has been said above, I was already aroused and ready for him. I knew it would probably end up with us doing it in front of this group but I had no problems putting on a show if that's what it took.
        Taking some lotion on my hands he began to rub it on my legs. First my feet. I liked how he rubbed between my toes too. That was kind of sexy. Of course, it was sexy. In the aroused state I was in, any touch from him would have been sexy.
        Hamza moved up onto my lower legs, doing each one until he was ready to move higher. He moved onto my thighs, his hands running up my legs. Both hands reached the inside of the thighs gently easing my legs further open.
        I knew he could see everything but I didn’t care. With how he was stroking the insides of my thighs, I was ready for much more than him just looking.
        His hands were moved higher now, touching my pussy and the top of each stroke. Then his fingers stayed there, rubbing over my pussy mound and down between my thighs. He found my wet and split lips and after rubbing over them a few times, he was pressing his fingers into me. His fingers thrusting me felt good but how his thumb pumped at my clitty felt better. I could feel how smoothly his fingers were slipping in and out of me and I knew how wet I was.
        We didn’t get any further than that. See, I told you it was nothing but an excuse to get us going. He didn't even get to the white parts of my body that needed sun lotion the most. I was expecting him to rub oil over the rest of my body, especially my breasts. Or he could have continued and used oral on me. Eating my wet pussy would have felt nice too. I was also expecting to have a further play with that nice-looking cock. But it wasn’t to be.
        When he said he wanted me, wanted to fuck me, I just went with it. I was ready too. As he stood up, I got up from my recliner and followed him to the foam pad bed where Riya and Masanori had been.
                Out in front of everyone - of course!
                Putting on a show for them - no problems!
                Sex with this handsome younger man - lucky me!
                Getting to enjoy that lovely cock - nice one!
                Some juicy orgasms - hopefully!

        I was lying back on the foam pad with my eyes closed. I felt him come down on top of my body. Felt his hand reach between my legs again. His cock pressed against my pussy. He felt big as my lips stretched to take him. I must have felt tight for him but then I remembered he was married to Kalki, who was much smaller in size than me. She seemed to take okay.
        He pushed in further and held again, waiting for me to adjust for him. That was good of him. Considering me like that. One more push and much of his shaft was inside me. Now, he began to gently move. I loved the feeling of his cock slowly withdrawing as he pulled out of me. I was thrilled by the sharp thrust as he pressed into me again. That’s how we continued; a slow withdrawal followed by a faster thrust back in.
        It was immediately beginning to affect me. I think that maybe what he had been doing with my pussy had primed me because soon I knew an orgasm was on the way.
        When I humped at him and moaned, he quickly got the message, delivering some fast hard thrusts to send me into my first climax. Yes, I said first because he wasn’t finished with me yet. I came out of my orgasm to find he was still hard and still fucking me. He had eased back to that slow fucking while I was ready then he began to speed up again.
        While it didn't last that long, it was good sex. Yes, I know he was pounding in hard, being quite rough with me but I was loving it. My pelvis was thrusting up to meet each downward thrust. It was now us, our bodies working together, driving us forward to what would be our next orgasm.
        “Oh yes!” I gasped.
        I was humping around underneath him now. Giving him a wild ride as he continued slamming into me with each stroke.
        “Fuck me!” I called out.
        Another few more strokes pounded into me.
        “Fuck that cock into me! Make me cum...”
        I think my vocals were getting to him. He seemed to be working harder. Trying harder.
        “Fuck me, you bastard!” I yelled.
        Suddenly he stopped. I looked up at him in surprise.
        Opps! Then I realised what I had said.
        “Sorry, Hamza. I got carried away.”
        He smiled and thrust into me again. Picking up where he had left off. That was close, I almost stuffed it up with him.
        We were almost there now. This was it. And I knew it was going to be a big one for me. My cum was rushing at me. I was humping around wildly. Moaning and calling out. He was crashing into me with each stroke, struggling to stay on top of me, I think.
        I heard him gasp. Damn! He was there too. That was good. I humped up at him a few times and that was it for both of us. The thrilling burst of orgasm swept through my body taking any ability to continue away from me. Not that it mattered. He was finished too.
        I lay there recovering as he cum. I could feel him, his body jerking, his cock pumping as his cum juice was ejected deep inside me.

Dividing into Two Groups for the Evening.

        Not much else happened after that as we all had to leave the pool and get ready for our afternoon/evening activities.
        Ian arrived to pick up Riya and some of the younger women. Tom had decided to go with them. Two from the Indian couples went too. Kalki and her friend’s husband Payam. Sairu and Hamza had decided to stay with us. It was funny how those two couples had split like Tom and I had.
        It seems that Riya had done a video presentation at the Auckland Museum for some school children in India. One of the guides that showed her around was an older Maori lady. She had invited Riya to her tribal marae. Riya was excited about that and so Ian offered to go with her. I heard a few others from the other houses were going to so in the end it had been a fairly even split of our entire group.
        I heard that they had already done a split like that in Perth going on two different trips. Hansini and Mootie split, Hansini taking Gaja as her replacement husband while Mootie took Nishi as his replacement wife. That was funny and I was a bit surprised that this mild couple got themselves into that but from what I hear it went well and a few stories are being written about it.
        (For more see Story 266 Will You Be My Stand-in Wife?) and also (read Story 270 Part One - Gaja and Hansini Tour Together.)
        There would be an official greeting in the afternoon and they would stay for dinner in the evening. I was surprised that Tom wanted to go but I was glad he did what he wanted rather than feel that he had to stay with me.

Bikini Swimming at a Public Beach.

        I was left with the Tukiko and Masanori, Sairu and Hamza, two younger women Kathy and Jasmine, along with the two young men, Ragesh and Michael. We had all been invited to another house for dinner and the evening. We left about mid-afternoon as Sayako had said there was a late afternoon tide so we could swim at a nearby beach.
        That sounded like a nice idea so I had already packed my swimming things earlier before Tom had left with Ian. When they decided to leave, I was ready, just picking up my bag and going.
        We arrived at Hirohiko and Sayako’s house early but some of the others were already there.
        “Where is Tom?” Paula asked. I think she was interested in meeting him again after seeing him in Singapore and India. Maybe she wanted to have more fun with him. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she did.
        “Gone off with Ian and the young girls,” I laughed.
        “Good luck with that,” she replied. Perhaps she was jealous she might be missing out on some fun but I knew from what Tom told me, there would be none of the fun she wanted. They had a very busy afternoon.

        I discovered that some of them were getting ready to go down to Point Chev Beach for a swim. Since I had brought my new one-piece swimsuit, I decided to go with them.
        “Just a minute,” I said. “Let me get changed and I’ll come with you.”
        “I’ll come too,” Paula said. Greeshma decided to join us too. The three of us went into a bedroom to change and I noticed Paula had pulled out a one-piece to wear but Greeshma looked like she was going to wear a bikini. At her age! That was bold as on such a warm sunny afternoon it promised to be a very busy public beach.
                (For more on this see Story 156 Camping with Greeshma.)
        I stripped off my clothes ready to wear my swimsuit. When I reached in for my one-piece, which I knew I had put there, all I found was my new bikini, which I knew I hadn’t put there. There was only one person who could have made that swap and he went off on a different trip with Ian. ‘You wait until I get my hands on you, Tom,’ I thought.
        Oh, well. I had committed to go so I couldn’t back out now. Especially since Greeshma was already fitting her bikini top on after pulling on a very small bikini bottom.
        Paula who was now wearing her one-piece, had left and Greeshma was waiting for me. I stepped into my bikini bottom, pulling it up and fitting it over my pussy mound. Then I reached to put on my bikini top. When I confessed that I’d never worn this bikini before Greeshma was happy to help. She gave me a hand to adjust the neck straps so they fit, firmly supporting my breasts. I didn’t want an accident in the water.
        I took a quick look in the mirror and the bikini looked to be briefer and more daring than the last time I had tried it on. While the cups of my top covered much of my breasts, they left an impressive cleavage between them. More of my swelling mounds were displayed than I'd usually had with my old swimsuit. Lower down below my bare stomach was the small bikini bottom. It was pulled tightly over my pussy mound and down between my thighs. While it hid my pussy it highlighted the shape of my proud mound. More than any other swimsuit I had ever worn. It made me a bit nervous to think I'd be wearing this tiny bikini to a public beach.
        But then Greeshma’s bikini beside me looked even less than mine. She must have been reading my thoughts because she said, “You look good Betty. You’ll have all the guys running after you.”
        “Not all of them. Just a few would be fine,” I laughed.
        Like Greeshma, I slipped a T-shirt over my bikini and we walked out together to find the rest of them waiting for us.

        It was crowded at the beach and a problem finding parking for both vans. Down on the beach, there were a lot of people swimming as it was almost high tide. But there were also many people sitting on the shore too.
        The men found a place to leave our bags and gear in the shade under a tree and then we all prepared to go swimming. I was already showing some of my bikini bottoms below the edge of my T-shirt. Now the shirt had to come off so I would be showing the rest.
        I learnt that Greeshma wasn't used to wearing her bikini to such a public beach as this so it was taking her to the very edge of her comfort zone too. Looking at each other, we smiled, then pulled off our T-shirts together. Beside us, young Kathy and Jasmine hadn’t even bothered to wear anything over much tinier bikinis than ours were. If they weren’t bothered then why should we be?
        That was faulty thinking, comparing us with their tiny slim figures but it worked for me at the time.
        Jasmine told me she was enjoying being able to walk around wearing an bikini like this, something she could never do in India.
        Together we walked to the steps in the stone sea wall and then we were onto the beach. Being nearly high tide, the waves were breaking against the stone wall leaving no bare sand at all. Joseph was beside me as I wadded deeper into the water.
        “Looking hot, Betty,” he told me.
        Then Greeshma’s voice behind me said, “See one man is after you already, Betty and you’re not even wet yet!”
        Joseph looked around at his mother, “What?”
        “You like what Betty is wearing. I told her the men would be after her.”
        “Are you trying to match us up, Mum?” Joseph asked.
        “If that’s what it takes, then yes,” Greeshma giggled. “I know you like the ladies, Joseph.”

        By now the water had reached my bikini bottom. Waves lapping around my pussy, that was an erotic thought. A few steps further, it was at my waist. We walked on getting deeper until the water had reached my chest, just touching the undersides of my breasts. We stayed at about there, my breasts getting covered with each little wave that came in.
        I looked down and noticed I had nipple bumps now my bikini top was wet. I had wondered about that since the top was unlined. Tom told me they would be showing. ‘Everyone has them,’ my husband had laughed. ‘Why not show you’ve got some too.’
        ‘It’s fine for you,’ I had replied. ‘You’re not a woman.’
        ‘What does that have to do with it? Nipples are nipples, doesn’t matter who has them,’ he had replied.
        It was then I remembered he had also warned me about a camel toe. You know, showing the crease caused by your pussy lips. Since the lining in the front of my bottoms was almost nothing, that was possible too. But looking down there was no way I could see under the water. When I walked back out onto the beach, it would be too late to do anything anyway. Adjusting myself then would just draw more attention. Oh well, I would face that problem when I came to it.
        We stayed in the water for quite a while. On such a hot day, the cool water was refreshing after the heat of the sun. But I was also aware with so much skin that hadn’t seen the light of day for a while, I was likely to burn fairly quickly too.

        Some of those men were getting a bit rough. I was standing beside Amita. I noticed she had cone by herself. She told me Sarvesh had been interested in going with Riya’s group. As we were talking we didn't notice Simon and Fred coming up behind us. Two hands gripping my waist, I was picked up and thrown into a wave.
        This is not the first time some men from our group and got naughty on this beach.
                (For more on this see Story 276 Kenshin and Chiharu - Overseas Visitors.)
        To my surprise, Fred came with me, an arm going around over my breasts while another hand found its way between my legs. It might have seemed he was trying to save me but I knew it was much more an excuse to give me a good feel-up. Naughty boy!
        When I got the chance to look, I discovered Amita was in much the same position as Simon held her. Since we were both now facing away from the beach, I don’t think many on the beach would have seen how his hand was squeezing my breast, his fingers finding my erect nipple.
        “Nice,” he whispered in my ear. “When the fun starts tonight, I hope we can do more, Betty.”
        Oh! Wow! My second invitation for sex in the same day. It seems this bikini was working for me.

        Fred and Simon left us to go and pick on some other poor girls.
        This time their targets were the two younger girls, Kathy and Jasmine. While Simon went for Kathy, Fred went for Jasmine.
        Yes, I could see Fred’s hand squeezing Jasmine’s breast through her bikini top. He took his time with it too and by the way she was laughing, I don’t think she minded that much either. Having gotten away with feeling the outside of her bikini top, I saw his hand slip in underneath. His fingers were squeezing her nipple under her top.
        And she didn't stop that either. She could have removed his hand or even protested at what Fred was doing but she didn't. It seems young Jasmine rather liked the attention she was getting from this much older man.
        I wondered if she might have been added to his evening hit list too.

        I didn’t see much more of that before I was attacked by two Japanese men. Kenshin and Horny Hirohiko were working together. They came up each side of me and grabbed me to push me into an incoming wave. Beside me, Amita had her hands full with what Mike was doing to her. She tried to fight him off but then his mate Steve was there.
        Oh! That hand down inside the front of my bikini bottom told me how Horny Hirohiko got his name too. His hand had gone in deep but there was nothing I could do to stop him since they were both holding my arms. Two fingers pressed in between my pussy lips giving me a few thrusts before he pulled upwards over my clitty. That feeling burst through me and my body gave a jerk.
        That was close. I think I almost cum then. And the two men noticed too.
        “Damn! She’s a hot one,” Kenshin laughed beside me.
        “Ready for it, I think,” Hirohiko replied.
        “It's amazing what putting women in a bikini does to them,” Kenshin said.
        The trouble was, he was right. I was ready for it too. Wearing this bikini, I had become so aroused that quickly!
        When they left me, I looked down to check that nothing was showing that shouldn't have been. My bikini top had moved and while the nipple wasn't showing part of the areola was. Quickly, I reached to adjust the bikini cup back into its correct place. The disadvantage of playing rough with the men while wearing such tiny things.
        But I wasn't the only one to have problems with a bikini top.

        After making sure I was okay to stand by myself, both men moved on to Sharon. Sharon, with her large breasts barely contained by that tiny bikini top. She was certainly a target. I was nearby so I could see what happened.
        She struggled against them. Sharon works out a lot at her husband’s gym and I think the two Japanese men underestimated how strong she was. She put up a good fight but I noticed in the struggle one of her breasts had popped out. I was surprised that even here at the crowded public beach she didn’t seem to care. More interested in beating the two men than her own modesty I think.
        That display had caught Kenshin’s attention. Sharon used that moment of distraction to grab Kenshin and somehow swing him over her hip so he crashed into the water. That surprised him.
        But in dealing with Kenshin, Sharon had escaped Hirohiko too. He had allowed her to slip from his hands and she was running from them.
        Of course, the two men couldn’t allow that to happen and they went after her.
        “Come on, Betty,” Amita said to me. “Let’s help her.”
        I followed Amita, not sure I wanted to get into a fight considering what I was wearing. But like Amita, I went after the two men. I saw Joyce and Ginger coming from the opposite direction too. Suddenly these two Japanese men found themselves in big trouble being attacked by five women. They put up a good fight but when Katrina and Mega arrived it was too much.
        Katrina had jumped on Hirohiko’s back her breasts against him as she held him. The girls were pulling his arms and he lost his balance with the weight of the girls on top of him, he found himself falling into a wave, taking Katrina with him. Mega had jumped on Kenshin’s back and he was quickly overpowered too.
        When the two men stood up again, all of us except Katrina were gone. I noticed they didn’t try to duck her, both just giving her a quick hug as they helped her up. Oh and judging by the way they 'helped' her, she probably had got herself on their hit list for later that evening.

Naughty Fred.

        Now it was time to get out. This is what I was thinking about, leaving the water to walk around in this wet bikini. I looked down at myself and could see the nubs of my nipples through the thin material of my bikini top. Lower down, under the water, I run my fingers over the outside of my bikini bottom and could feel my pussy lips through the material. With what had been going on with those naughty men, my pussy lips were swollen. They seemed to be sticking out and would likely be showing their shape too.
        Oh, well. There wasn't much I could do about that. But looking back I am surprised how I didn’t worry. I was like, if anyone wanted to look, let them. I didn’t care. I was too horny to worry about that.
        We walked back to the beach in a group. By now the tide had dropped a bit and there was a strip of wet sand in front of the rock sea wall. I walked up the steps, Katrina was on one side and Fred was on the other.
        I noticed Katrina was another split couple with her husband, David, going off with Riya’s group.
        I found my bag and pulled out a towel. It would have been easy to wrap it around me and remain wet but I chose something better. I wiped my face and then began drying my hair. Yes, you’ve worked it out. Here I was, wearing a sexy wet bikini, my arms and body stretching up as I dried my hair. This lifted my breasts up and with my legs slightly parted to balance myself, it was sure to have been a sight to see.
        Fred was beside me. Yes, naughty Fred from Australia. You all know what he is like.
        He was standing beside me drying himself off too. He was looking at me and I knew it too. I took my time to dry myself, very aware of the show I was putting on for him. I made sure my hands rubbed the towel over my breasts and down between my legs. His eyes were on that too.
        What I also realised was that he wasn’t the only one watching. I was aware, that other men in our group had noticed me. Joseph, Brian, Peter and Simon were all watching, plus Mega and Nishi as well. Wow! This bikini was attracting men like bees around a honey bot. But there were also others from groups nearby who were watching too.
        In my aroused state, I didn’t care who else was watching, past being worried about what they saw. The thought even crossed my mind, what would it be like doing this naked. Now, that was a hot thought. Slipping my bikini off and taking my time to find something to cover myself with. Perhaps even dry myself off first, That was hot! I can't believe I was having thoughts like that.
        But my attention was on Fred. I was enjoying his attention, boldly displaying my body wearing nothing but those two tiny bikini parts. I wanted him to look, I didn’t care about how everyone else looked too. Exhibitionism! Of course. What else could it be?
        I finished drying the surplus water off my body and then I reached up to finish drying my hair. Yes, it was more about another chance to show off my body with my arms reaching up, lifted overhead. I knew with my arms like that, my breasts would be straining against my bikini top. I also knew, with my legs slightly parted, there was the view of my bikini bottom pulled tightly down between my thighs with the noticeable crease too. This was so sexy! It was really getting to me.
        While I wasn't ready for full nudity on a public beach. It probably wouldn't have been allowed anyway. I came up with something that would be almost as hot. I wrapped the towel tightly around my body. It was a big beach towel, well covering both halves of my bikini. Reach behind me, I undid the catch behind my back and then I was able to slip the top off over my head.
        Greeshma was watching me. Suddenly, she had a big smile on her face as she followed my example, taking her bikini top off under a towel.
        “Take our bottoms off too?” I asked her.
        She nodded and smiled, reaching up under her towel for her bikini bottom. I quickly did the same and together we pulled of bottoms down and off. Sitting careful not to show anything, I put my bikini into my carry bag and the two of us sat there, almost naked other than a towel.
        I was very pleased with myself. I had managed to get my bikini off in a very public place and no one had seen anything they shouldn't. But I was sure all of those watching would now know I was naked under that towel. I was very aware of it, that's for sure.

        The men decided not to stay at the beach, instead going back to Hirohiko’s house. Getting up and walking with them wearing just a towel, was a bit tricky, I had to be careful. That was so hot. I was so turned on. Greeshma took a paved path climbing up the hillside to the road and our vans. But some of the men and younger ones took a shortcut straight up through the trees rather than going around the long way on the path. Most of the women took the path, I could have too but I decided to follow the men. At the steepest part, it was a bit of a scramble. My foot slipped on some loose dirt and I felt a hand reach out to hold me.
        A voice said, “Careful there, Betty.”
        I looked around to see it was Fred. It was not that he reached out to steady me when I slipped, it was what had touched when he did. His hand was on the cheek of my bum under my towel, his thumb almost in the crack between my cheeks. I pushed away from him and scrambled up the slope. That must have been a view for him, looking up between my legs, he must have seen up under the towel too. A view up from the back. That would have shown everything, my pussy and the back hole as well.
        Then came the problem of getting into the van. I saw Greeshma lift her leg to get in, the towel riding up to reveal a pussy shot for those watching. Then it was my turn. I could see they were watching, waiting to see what I would show. I could have reached to hold the towel down but I didn't, allowing the towel to ride up giving a good show of my pussy and bum as I got in.
        I slipped into a seat in the van sitting beside the window. Guess who got in beside me? We had hardly started moving and Fred's hand was on my thigh. First, down near my knee, but soon becoming bolder, moving up between my thighs. Yes, it was between them because I had been happy to ease them open to allow him access. Before we got to Hirohiko’s house he was rubbing over my pussy. I’m surprised he didn’t try to push his fingers inside me. I would have allowed him if he did.
        All this was going to my head. As I went to get out of the van, my legs opened as my foot stretched down to the ground. I knew this would be another pussy show and I wanted it that way. But as I stepped I almost slipped. It was Mike who reached to grab me. We ended up with him holding me, one breast against his chest.
        He must have seen something as he whispered to me, “Fred’s a good man, Betty. Take him to a room now. Sayako won’t mind and looks like you need it.”
        This was from Mike! I was his Aunty! But he was right. I did need it now.
        Mike walked away, leaving me looking at him in surprise. I just wondered how he knew. I saw him say something to Sayako. Then Sayako walked over to me.
        “Get Fred and slip away to the first bedroom,” she told me. “I don’t think anyone will notice.”
        I saw Fred nearby and walked over to him. “Do you want me now?” I asked him. “I need it so bad!”
        I can’t believe I propositioned him like that. But with my heightened arousal I was beyond caring. All I wanted was a pussy full of cock.
        He didn’t reply, just nodded. Taking his hand, I got him to follow me. In the confusion, we slipped through the crowd in the kitchen down the passageway and into the first bedroom we came to.
        It looked like it could be a woman’s room, I thought it must be Tukiko’s bedroom. But there were a few other personal things around, both male and female, so someone else was staying there. I didn’t care at that point. All I needed was a bed and there was a big double bed here.

        Meanwhile, as Fred and I went off to the bedroom, Greeshma went through the house to the pool area just wearing her towel. She wasn't too worried as soon others would be getting naked as the party got going.
        She decided to have a quick swim to take the salt off before going to take a shower. Standing beside the pool, she opened the towel and let it drop behind her. Completely naked, she gave a neat dive into the water. She wasn't in for long before she got out using the steps on the far side from her towel.
        Boldly, she walked around, picked up her towel and threw it over one shoulder. Picking up her carry bag she walked through the house, going for her shower. Wow! That must have been a show to see.
        It was noticed by many that when she returned she was wearing both halves of her red bikini again.
        I asked her when I heard later and she said she was so turned on she got herself off a couple of times in the shower before she finished. Very naughty lady that one!

        Back to me now.
        I was in the bedroom, standing in front of Fred, I quickly opened the towel and let it drop. Yes, I was naked but we were there to fuck so it made sense to be ready. I think I surprised him as he hesitated for a moment. Maybe, he was planning to strip me himself but it was a bit late for that now. His T-shirt was quickly gone, to be followed by his shorts.
        We were on the bed and he was lying back as I kneeled beside him. I quickly reached for his cock and went down on him. He had a nice salty taste from the ocean. I liked that. Yes, maybe we should have showered first but we were in too much of a hurry to think about that.
        I licked over his cock, especially over the pink head. Then my mouth opened as I took him inside. I like sucking a cock if the man was clean. Having been swimming in the ocean, I knew he was clean. I like looking up and watching the man’s face. I also like feeling how the man responds to me as well. I knew I was doing a good job when his eyes closed and his cock gave a jerk. But then he shocked me.
        His body suddenly came up at me as he turned me pushing me down onto my back. As I fell back my legs fell apart and he came down in between them. For a moment I thought he was about to take me but no, he wanted to do something else first.
        He had moved further down between my legs so he could bring his face down towards my pussy. His finger rubbed over me for a few moments and then he went in with his mouth. I was wet already. He must have noticed it. But with his fingers pulling my lips open, he exposed the soft sensitive flesh inside. First, he gave me a few long licks along the length of my opening but then he changed to little flicks with his tongue.
        Oh, did that feel good! He soon had me moaning and humping against him. Wow! I loved it!

        Now we came to the best part when he moved up until his cock was aligned with my pussy. As he came down on me, I felt him enter. He didn’t take his time, just thrusting straight into me. Not that I needed it after all the foreplay and build-up we had done. We did it Missionary style for a while. I think he was waiting for me to cum. Once I had, we moved on to doggy which I think worked better for him.
        It didn’t take that long for him to follow me into his orgasm. I felt him cumming inside me and waited until he finished and pulled out of me. We rolled onto our backs in the afterglow waiting until was were ready to try again.
        But it didn’t happen like that.

Gaja and Nishi Walk In.

        Suddenly, the door opened and Nishi walked in followed by Gaja. I realised that this must have been the bedroom they were staying in.
        “Sorry,” Nishi said. “I didn’t know someone was here.”
        “Have fun guys. We’ll come back later.”
        “You don’t need to go. You can join us if you like,” Fred said.
        Naughty boy! I was surprised at him but I didn’t say no. I could see what his game was. Fred was hoping for some Indian pussy too. Nishi is a pretty woman. A bit quiet, maybe shy but I've heard she could be a bit wild once she got going.
        But to be honest, I liked Gaja. He was a bit shy but a nice-looking guy. I had considered I might get lucky with him too.
        Nishi looked at her husband. I think she wasn't sure what to do. He smiled and nodded 'yes,' and then the two of them walked into the room, closing and locking the door behind them.
        Fred and I had been in such a rush before that it didn’t occur to us to lock the door. But Gaja locked the door. That was a good sign.
        We lay on the bed and watched while this couple undressed. Nishi’s T-shirt was off and then she was sliding a very attractive blue one-piece swimsuit off. I had seen her wearing it before, in India and I thought that the diagonal red stripe made it look good.
        She peeled the swimsuit down exposing her naked body underneath. First, her breasts and then her pussy came into view. She stood up facing us while she waited as Gaja pulled off his swim shorts.

        The two of them approached the bed, Gaja coming towards me while Nishi quickly fell into Fred’s arms. In my case, Gaja was almost ready to go, just a few rubs and sucks of his cock was all it took.
        Next to us, Nishi took a bit longer to get Fred ready again. I was sort of surprised he got it up at all as he had just finished giving me a huge load. I suppose getting to be with this sexy young Indian woman did it for him.
        But quickly I forgot about what was happening to Fred beside me. I was more interested in what was about to happen to me.
        As Gaja climbed onto the bed, I noticed his cock sticking out in front of me. Of course, the natural reaction was to reach out and grab it. I was surprised he was so ready but that rigid shaft told me he wanted me straight away. I had no problems with that either. With all that at the beach, I was still ready for him as well.
        I was onto my back and he was into me. Coming down hard on me with some aggressive fucking. I was surprised at how quickly I responded to this extra rough sex. I was soon humping up at him, getting quite vocal as I did. This just made him go faster and harder which in turn made me even more excited.
        I’m not sure. I think it must have been three times for me before he shot his load, delivering what seemed like a massive load of cum. But I was wrong to think that would be the end of it because it seemed within moments, he was ready to go again.
        This time it was a variation of women on top with me lying on top of him while I fucked him. Soon he got me to sit up as we moved to cowgirl style. That lasted for a while but after I’d cum again, we moved so I was sitting on the bed and he was kneeling in front of me. I took his cock and placed it between my breasts. With the activity we’d been involved in we both were sweating. With a quick suck on his cock, we have enough lubrication to give him a titty fuck.
        I pressed my breasts together so I gripped his cock between them. I was holding them tight enough so I worked for him like he was fucking. This must have been good for him. Soon he was getting ready to cum and at the last moment he pulled back from me and then with a few pumps from his hand, he came all over my tits.
        Once he finished, his hands came in, rubbing his slippery cum over my hard nipples. It made a mess but I loved it, his fingers rubbing and pulling on them. Anyway, a quick trip to the bathroom got me clean again.

        It was then that I got the chance to see what Fred and Nishi were doing. She was on top doing him cowgirl style. She looked good like that. Riding him with smooth hip movement while he lay there looking up at her.
        He had reached up for her breasts, pulling and playing with her large nipples. Why do men always do that? But she was loving it. She leaned forward so she was rubbing her clitty against his cock. That did it for her, she let out a cry and fell forward against him as she cum.

Back in the Party.

        After we finished, it was time to get back to the party. Nishi and I made a short stop at the bathroom to clean ourselves up a bit. We both had cum leaking out of our pussies and there was now sticky cum all over my breasts. We returned to the bedroom to get dressed walking around naked as we did. I didn’t care who saw me now.
        There were no younger children present and so I knew it was going to be an adult party. I had brought my sarong, intending to wear it with my bikini underneath. I quickly decided just to wear the sarong with my breasts bare. Well, you guys don’t want me wearing a wet bikini again, do you? When Nishi saw what I was wearing, she giggled and did the same. Both of us left the bedroom with our breasts bare and the two men followed us wearing just their shorts with nothing underneath I had noticed.
        By the time we joined the party, things were well underway. The food was being served to those who wanted it. There was a barbecue and salads brought by different people. There was a plate of sushi and a large pot of lamb curry that we had brought. I don’t know how it had got inside and been warmed up because I certainly didn’t help.
        On one of the recliners, Donald was giving Tukiko a very sexy massage, his hands all over her naked body and she loved it. Others were already in the pool too. All of them looked to be naked. Yes, this was going to be a fun party, not that I hadn’t had lots of fun already that day.

        By the time I had got a plate full of food and sat down, Tukiko was sitting up and rubbing massage oil over Donald’s cock. When she thought he was ready, she grasped him by his cock, falling back so he came down on top of her. She quickly guided him to her pussy as he pushed in.
        It didn’t take them long to establish a rhythm and get fucking each other. He wasn’t holding back, obviously enjoying fucking this sexy Japanese woman. Tukiko was enjoying it too. So noisy, so vocal as his cock thrust into her pussy.
        It was soon clear that Donald had spent too long on the foreplay. He was getting ready to cum. But I discovered Tukiko knew it too. She was ready for him and right behind him herself. He pulled out of her, his cum juice shooting over her pussy as she roughly worked herself off using two hands roughly on her cum soaking pussy.
        I think it was an ending designed as much for show as for enjoyment. They made quite a mess and both ended up taking a quick swim to clean up.
        “I like the dinner entertainment,” Jeevan said as Tukiko and Donald walked towards us with their arms around each other.
        “You are welcome, Jeevan,” Tukiko smiled. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
        “I’m sure we enjoyed it more,” Donald laughed.
        Tukiko just smiled. I think the attention was getting to her.
        “Nice bit of juicy Japanese pussy for dinner,” Donald laughed.
        “You were the naughty boy who started it,” Tukiko said, giving his bare bum a hard slap.
        “Hey!” he cried, jumping forward to slap her bare arse but she was out of reach, running away from him and diving into the pool.
        I noticed Donald didn’t bother chasing her either. If he had, he would have probably got her again.

        After dinner, I decided on a swim to get the ocean salt and sweaty sex off me. I didn’t stay in too long but when I came out, I left my sarong where it was lying on a side table near the pool where it would remain until I picked it up the following morning. I was naked now and felt comfortable being like that.
        There was a bit of playing with Donald. He even got to sucking my nipples but it didn’t go much past there. Hirohiko and Kenshin played a bit too the second time I went in the pool but again it was more playing and teasing than getting ready for more sex.
        So, while it was a fun evening, I didn’t do much during the evening. Yes, there was lots of sex going on but I never got involved in any myself. I must confess though; I did drink a bit more than I usually did. It was going to my head a bit so I quietly switched to soft drink instead.

        Probably, the highlight of the evening was what happened with Greeshma. She is much older than me, in her 70s but still looked good in that bikini. She had at first worn a sarong as well but had taken that off to go swimming. It was then that two Indian men, Brian and Jeevan got on to her, telling her that the pool was only for nude swimming, no bikinis allowed. I knew she had been swimming nude before so wondered why she was wearing her bikini.
        Well, this playing and teasing with these two men developed into some close contact in the water. I was sure there was much more going on under the water than what we could see. That was confirmed when a bikini bottom was thrown to the poolside to be followed a bit later by a bikini top.
        I heard the men saying they both needed a blowjob but to my surprise, Greeshma insisted she should get her pussy eaten first. The two strong men picked up this tiny woman and placed her sitting on the edge of the pool. They had her legs wide open as they took turns eating her.
        Seeing her lying back, her legs wide open as she moaned through at least two orgasms, was a sight to see. But it got even better when the three of them left the pool and moved to a mat. First, she took Jeevan cowgirl style while Brian sat behind her, reaching around to play with her tits. Then they changed so she rode Brian while Jeevan gave her tits some more hand action.
        I’m surprised that she was willing to get into full sex there in front of all of us. But she did and she loved it. The grand final was her on her hands and knees with a cock in each end. While she sucked one man, the other one fucked her and then they changed ends a couple of times. When they were ready to cum, Brian asked her how she wanted it.
        “On my tits and pussy,” she said pulling her mouth off him.
        So that was what she got. She rolled over onto her back while the two men shot their cum over her. That was sexy but she wasn’t satisfied with that.
        “Any more of you men,” she called.
        Hirohiko was there. Then Kenshin and Hamza joined in. Michael and Mike (father and son) tried too. They were followed by Steve and Peter. All the while Greeshma’s hands pumped wildly at her pussy. She was so rough that I was fearful she might hurt herself. But she didn’t and those cums looked amazing.
        That was the end for her. She was covered in cum, all over from her feet to her face. But she was smiling and happy with it. Deanna, Hansini, Paula and I used our hands to rub it all over, doing all of her front, getting to places not covered yet. Once we were finished, she looked a total mess. We just rolled her over so she fell into the water.
        I looked up to see Joseph watching. He was just shaking his head. I think some of the things his mother was getting up to still shocked him. LOL.

        Greeshma lives with Shanti’s mother Mary. Mary is a bit younger but a larger lady. Bits hang more on her naked body if you get what I mean. Not that it stops her from joining in, getting naked with the rest of the group. She’s not as bold as Greeshma, she wouldn't have sex in front of everyone or get into a group cum-shower but I’ve noticed her going off with a man sometimes and those men always come back smiling. So, she must be doing something right.
        That night it was Simon’s turn to slip away to a bedroom with her. They were gone for a while and came back with his arm around her.
        “Did you enjoy him?” I heard her daughter Shanti ask.
        “Very much!” the old lady replied. Then Mary looked over and saw Deanna watching. “Thanks for loaning him to me, Deanna,” she said.
        “You are welcome, Mary. Looks like Simon is happy too,” she laughed.
When Greeshma walked away, Deanna leaned over to Shanti and said, “At least she thanked me,” she giggled. “Not that I had much say in it.”

Threesome with Gaja and Nishi.

        The party was coming to an end. It was still fairly early, only 10 pm but I knew we all had a big day tomorrow. I could see those in our van were getting ready to leave too. But I hadn’t got my gear yet as I was enjoying a last drink talking with Hansini.
        Gaja and Nishi came to sit on each side of me. I wondered what they wanted.
        Gaja began, “Betty, we had fun with you this evening. We want you to stay the night with us.”
        “Just you, Betty. With both of us,” Nishi added.
        I liked them both. They were a nice couple. A very tempting offer.
        “I have to get back…” I began, “We are leaving tomorrow.”
        They looked a bit sad so I added, “Any other time, I’d love you be with you two.”
        A voice beside me said, “It’s okay, Aunty, I can tell Uncle Tom and get your bags packed.”
        It was Kathy. She had come to tell me they were getting ready to leave when she heard what Gaja and Nishi had asked.
        Now I wasn’t sure what to do as I didn’t bring much with me. But I could see they were hoping I would stay.
        “OK,” I said. “If you can tell Tom. I will see him at Brian’s place.”
        Kathy nodded and as she got up, she added, “Be gentle with them, Betty!”
        That cheeky girl. She had called me just Betty too.
        I laughed and replied, “I’ll try too! I'll try not to break them.”
        She laughed back as she left us. Then looking back she added, "I'm tempted to join you. Sounds like fun."
        I watched as she was telling Kalki and Payam. They both looked over at me so I smiled and gave them a wave.

        Soon all the vans had left leaving just the three couples who were staying there. Hirohiko came back through the house after seeing everyone off and found me still sitting there naked.
        “What are you doing here, Betty?” he asked.
        “I think I’m the entrainment for Gaja and Nishi,” I replied.
        He smiled and said, “Nice one!”
        We all had a final drink and then got up to go to bed. “I’d like a shower first,” I said. “Anyone want to join me?” I asked.
        “I will,” Nishi quickly said. “I want a shower too.”
        As I got up with her to leave, I heard a few other smart remarks from those still sitting there. Katrina was still there by herself. She was waiting for David to return from Riya’s trip. Sayako and Hirohiko were there too.

        I waited while Nishi reached in to get the shower set to the right temperature and then as she stepped in, I followed her. She picked up the soap and turned towards me, rubbing her soapy hands over the front of my body. She wasn’t shy about doing my breasts too. I liked how her soft hands stimulated my hard nipples.
        We got into a bit of handwork with each other. Giving our pussies lots of treatment. That was probably good as it got some of the man cum out too before our fun with Gaja.

        When I walked into the bedroom behind Nishi, I found Gaja on the bed waiting for us. He was lying back against the pillows slowly stroking what had to be described as a handsome cock. Quite long but a bit slimmer than some other cocks I’d seen and tried, but I wasn’t complaining.
        He moved aside and they got me to lay in the centre with one of them on each side of me. At first, they were touching me all over and sucking on a nipple each. They were pressing their naked bodies against mine too. That felt nice. I like having my nipples sucked and having them both done at the same time was even better.
        Then they changed things with Gaja going down on my pussy while Nishi and I got into some heavy kissing. She is a good kisser and really uses her tongue well. At the other end, Gaja was using his tongue well too.
        Then they swapped with Gaja kissing me while Nishi ate my pussy. When he pressed his tongue in against mine, I could taste my pussy juice over his lips and in his mouth. That was a nice sexy change too.
        This time, Nishi worked on my pussy until she got me off for my first orgasm for the evening.

        We moved on to some sex by getting Gaja to lay on his back while we both got over him. I mounted him and rode cowgirl style while Nishi brought her pussy down to his face. She had her back to me so I leaned forward to reach around for her breasts.
        That only lasted for a while before she changed, turning around so she was facing me. Our hands went for each other, feeling and playing with each other's tits. Then we leaned closer and began kissing again.
        My next orgasm came about then and Nishi followed me close with what Gaja was doing to her pussy.
        We had intended to swap so Gaja was eating me while Nishi fucked him. But his first load of cum into my pussy put a stop to that idea and we ended up resting for a while.

        After a while, Gaja was ready to begin again with what would prove to be the last session for the evening. They had me lying on my back with him kneeling between my legs. In this position, they could both watch his cock push between my pussy lips and enter me. He fucked me like that while Nishi reached over to rub my pussy. That didn’t take long to get me off.
        I cum again when he pulled out and cum over my pussy with Nishi rubbing it in. I lay there, breathing hard and I struggled to recover from what had been a powerful orgasm.
        But somehow, Gaja managed to keep going. This time Nishi took the position I had been in. I watched his cock push between her lips and then could see as his cock slid in and out of her. As she had done, I reached down to rub at the top end of her pussy with one hand while the other reached under to cup his swinging balls.
        Yes, before long they had both got off to good cums but this time he remained to cum deep inside her.
        That was how we finished for the night. Gaja was lying on his back with an arm around each of us as we snuggled against him. As I heard them both drop off to sleep, I lay awake for a while thinking about my big day. So much sex, I'd lost count of how many orgasms I had. Thinking about that sleep soon came upon me.
        See you don't count sheep to help go to sleep. Orgasms work as well too.

Conclusion.

        The next morning, I found we were on our sides. He was spooning Nishi while I was behind spooning him.
        When he offered us some more, Nishi said she just wanted to watch so he turned me on my back and fucked me through another cum before we finished with him cumming in me doggy style.
        After breakfast, we heard there was a change of plans and we wouldn’t be leaving on our trip until after lunch. They offered to run me up to Titirangi so I could change clothes and get ready to leave from there.
        What happened when I arrived back at Shanti’s house will be covered in my husband, Tom’s story.
                (See Story 297 Part Two xxxxxxxxxxxxx.)

        Later in the morning, we got a call from Mike saying the reason for the delay was a van problem. They were having a mechanic fix it but it was worse than they first thought and so we would not be going on our trip until the following morning. I heard Mike and Sarvesh wanted most of the group to go but some of the women got together and said ‘No. We would all go together.'
        As it turned out, this overnight delay gave me the chance for another adventure. But that’s another story to follow later.
                (See Story 297 Part Three xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx)
                        Bye now from me,
                                  From Betty.

THE END!!

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