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Hi from Amita.
After all the rush to get to the camp, the next morning I was sitting on the sandy bank looking out over the still waters of the lake.
It had been a big effort by everyone to get us all to this location with everything we needed for a week of camping. What a big day but now it was over I could look back at the fun we had too. We were at the camp now. I have time to relax with our friends from three different countries, New Zealand, Australia and not forgetting my home country, India.
That early, it was a calm morning, hardly a ripple on the water. Not a cloud in the sky as the sun was coming up behind me, just touching the pine trees on the hills opposite. I knew it promised to be another good day.
After all the rush to get to the camp, the next morning I was sitting on the sandy bank looking out over the still waters of the lake.
It had been a big effort by everyone to get us all to this location with everything we needed for a week of camping. What a big day but now it was over I could look back at the fun we had too. We were at the camp now. I have time to relax with our friends from three different countries, New Zealand, Australia and not forgetting my home country, India.
That early, it was a calm morning, hardly a ripple on the water. Not a cloud in the sky as the sun was coming up behind me, just touching the pine trees on the hills opposite. I knew it promised to be another good day.
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My thoughts went back to the day before. What a big day!
After a false start on Monday because of the van that broke down, we finally left the following day, Tuesday. There was a late night for many of us with Betty’s sexy Zoom show and then the sexy fun that followed at the house we were staying at. I could blame the horny males for keeping us up so late but that would be unfair as I think us women were as turned on as they were.
Monday, what a night! Wow! An unexpected surprise when Betty lived out her fantasy of doing a stripping sex scene live online. Even if it was in a closed Zoom meeting it was still a brave and sexy adventure for her. And it was Betty. An older lady, usually quiet and gentle compared to her cheeky teasing husband. A farming country lady whom we have visited at their farm a few times. But because I had visited a few times I knew there was another side to her. A bold adventerous Betty who appeared as the star in that Zoom sex show.
I think the fact that it was unexpected made it even better for us. We all sat in the lounge and watched it together on a large-screen TV. Before long Katrina and Jeremy were playing. A bit of licking, sucking and then fucking. Then Deanna was sitting on my husband's lap. He wasn't slow on getting her big tits out and she was just as fast with his cock. That was when David started playing with me, had my blouse off and my tits out. Yes, I wasn't wearing a bra. I ended up naked, sitting in his lap facing the TV so was could both continue watching Betty's show. His cock was deep inside me as I slowly moved my hips enough to feel good but not enough to cum. His hands were reaching up, playing and pulling on my hard nippes too. Not to be outdone, Joyce and Simon were soon fucking on the floor in front of us. They were really going for it! They missed half the show and we had to play it back for them. Ha! Ha!
We were staying at Simon and Deanna’s house. It was a nice bedroom and comfortable bed, not that I experienced it that night. After what had happened downstairs, I ended up in the master bedroom with Simon while Deanna entertained my husband Sarvesh in the guest bedroom where I was supposed to be. Soon Jeremy and Joyce; Katrina and David, who were in rooms downstairs came up to join us for what became two foursomes. Two men and two women were in each room, and yes, there was a bit of swapping between rooms before the night was over. Luckily most of the kids were away at Joseph and Lizamoa’s house, as I think we made a bit of noise too.
After a false start on Monday because of the van that broke down, we finally left the following day, Tuesday. There was a late night for many of us with Betty’s sexy Zoom show and then the sexy fun that followed at the house we were staying at. I could blame the horny males for keeping us up so late but that would be unfair as I think us women were as turned on as they were.
Monday, what a night! Wow! An unexpected surprise when Betty lived out her fantasy of doing a stripping sex scene live online. Even if it was in a closed Zoom meeting it was still a brave and sexy adventure for her. And it was Betty. An older lady, usually quiet and gentle compared to her cheeky teasing husband. A farming country lady whom we have visited at their farm a few times. But because I had visited a few times I knew there was another side to her. A bold adventerous Betty who appeared as the star in that Zoom sex show.
I think the fact that it was unexpected made it even better for us. We all sat in the lounge and watched it together on a large-screen TV. Before long Katrina and Jeremy were playing. A bit of licking, sucking and then fucking. Then Deanna was sitting on my husband's lap. He wasn't slow on getting her big tits out and she was just as fast with his cock. That was when David started playing with me, had my blouse off and my tits out. Yes, I wasn't wearing a bra. I ended up naked, sitting in his lap facing the TV so was could both continue watching Betty's show. His cock was deep inside me as I slowly moved my hips enough to feel good but not enough to cum. His hands were reaching up, playing and pulling on my hard nippes too. Not to be outdone, Joyce and Simon were soon fucking on the floor in front of us. They were really going for it! They missed half the show and we had to play it back for them. Ha! Ha!
We were staying at Simon and Deanna’s house. It was a nice bedroom and comfortable bed, not that I experienced it that night. After what had happened downstairs, I ended up in the master bedroom with Simon while Deanna entertained my husband Sarvesh in the guest bedroom where I was supposed to be. Soon Jeremy and Joyce; Katrina and David, who were in rooms downstairs came up to join us for what became two foursomes. Two men and two women were in each room, and yes, there was a bit of swapping between rooms before the night was over. Luckily most of the kids were away at Joseph and Lizamoa’s house, as I think we made a bit of noise too.
Anyway, a late night meant it was hard to get out of bed the following morning.
I had just woken up and was talking with the men who had given me some great sex the night before. To tell the truth, we were considering having another session of sex. Nothing like some early morning fucking to set you up for the day. Don't you argee?
Suddenly Sarvesh burst into the room. No knocking, he just burst in announcing that he was going for an early morning run. David and Simon were quick to join him and it seemed Jeremy was going too. Damn! I wanted to stay in bed for a while and maybe do something naughty with them. Now my husband had stuffed that idea. 6:00 am in the morning! What's wrong with the man!
I had just woken up and was talking with the men who had given me some great sex the night before. To tell the truth, we were considering having another session of sex. Nothing like some early morning fucking to set you up for the day. Don't you argee?
Suddenly Sarvesh burst into the room. No knocking, he just burst in announcing that he was going for an early morning run. David and Simon were quick to join him and it seemed Jeremy was going too. Damn! I wanted to stay in bed for a while and maybe do something naughty with them. Now my husband had stuffed that idea. 6:00 am in the morning! What's wrong with the man!
One of the features of this house was that behind it was the farm/park of One Tree Hill. This was a large park surrounding an extinct volcano. Just going through a small gate in the back fence brought you into the park. It also meant that you could sit on the upstairs deck and see the sheep and cattle that lived in this park which was partly run as an operating farm as well. It seems this pays for most of the maintenance of the park.
It was quickly decided that the men would be doing a full run, two laps around the volcano park. Katrina and Joyce were going with them. Where do those two women get the energy for that? Deanna and I decided to do a short walk and then take the van to pick up the kids who were staying at Joseph and Lizamoa's house.
It was quite a drive up to Titirangi from where we were in One Tree Hill but it was better to get all the kids back with us before we left on our trip.
It was quickly decided that the men would be doing a full run, two laps around the volcano park. Katrina and Joyce were going with them. Where do those two women get the energy for that? Deanna and I decided to do a short walk and then take the van to pick up the kids who were staying at Joseph and Lizamoa's house.
It was quite a drive up to Titirangi from where we were in One Tree Hill but it was better to get all the kids back with us before we left on our trip.
Hansini and Jasmine were there. Both women were struggling to get all the kids fed and ready to leave but I could see they were both under the weather, hung-over. The empty wine bottles on the bench in the kitchen told the story why. Must have been a hard night for them too. I don't see how since three women were supoosed to be looking after the kids but it was clear, after the kids had gone to bed, they had partied like the rest of us.
Deanna and I helped for a while. Jenny turned up to collect the twins and she helped too. By then, Riya was back from Shanti's house and between us, we did what we could to get things sorted before we had to get back to where we were staying at One Tree Hill. By the time we left, Mike and Mootie had arrived to help.
One question though; Why was Riya so bright when the other two looked totally stuffed? (See Story 299 All Woman Threesome.)
Deanna and I helped for a while. Jenny turned up to collect the twins and she helped too. By then, Riya was back from Shanti's house and between us, we did what we could to get things sorted before we had to get back to where we were staying at One Tree Hill. By the time we left, Mike and Mootie had arrived to help.
One question though; Why was Riya so bright when the other two looked totally stuffed? (See Story 299 All Woman Threesome.)
While we were away, the men had got things organised so we were ready to go.
“What took you so long?” Simon asked.
“Looks like Hansini, Jasmine and Riya had partied hard last night.”
“Really?” Sarvesh said with a big grin.
“Yeah,” Deanna replied. “Hansini is a real mess. Hang-over by the looks. She'll be lucky to make it into a van before she falls asleep again.”
"Jasmine is about as bad but somehow Riya looks fine,” I added.
The men laughed at that. “Seems we can't trust the babysitting staff,” Sarvesh joked.
Simon was more concerned. “Should I swing by and pick them up in the camper? She can sleep it off in the back.”
“No, they will be fine. It's too far out of your way. Anyway, there were some men there when we left,” I explained. “They'll look after her.”
“What took you so long?” Simon asked.
“Looks like Hansini, Jasmine and Riya had partied hard last night.”
“Really?” Sarvesh said with a big grin.
“Yeah,” Deanna replied. “Hansini is a real mess. Hang-over by the looks. She'll be lucky to make it into a van before she falls asleep again.”
"Jasmine is about as bad but somehow Riya looks fine,” I added.
The men laughed at that. “Seems we can't trust the babysitting staff,” Sarvesh joked.
Simon was more concerned. “Should I swing by and pick them up in the camper? She can sleep it off in the back.”
“No, they will be fine. It's too far out of your way. Anyway, there were some men there when we left,” I explained. “They'll look after her.”
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Down on the beach in front of me, the stillness of the morning was shattered as a group of the kids arrived with some of the men.
All of them were naked as they ran down across the sand to the water. Yes, my husband was there again. I later heard it was his bright idea to have an early morning swim. Yes, there is undoubtedly something wrong with that man!
There were some shrieks from some of the girls at the cold of the water. Both of the twins, Kirsten and Carol tried to back out, only going in up to their knees but the men and other boys weren't having any of that, grabbing those poor girls and dragging them deeper into the water. More shrieks before Ian and Mootie picked up a girl each and threw them into the water.
A few complaints when they stood up but soon they were all swimming, enjoying themselves.
All of them were naked as they ran down across the sand to the water. Yes, my husband was there again. I later heard it was his bright idea to have an early morning swim. Yes, there is undoubtedly something wrong with that man!
There were some shrieks from some of the girls at the cold of the water. Both of the twins, Kirsten and Carol tried to back out, only going in up to their knees but the men and other boys weren't having any of that, grabbing those poor girls and dragging them deeper into the water. More shrieks before Ian and Mootie picked up a girl each and threw them into the water.
A few complaints when they stood up but soon they were all swimming, enjoying themselves.
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My thoughts returned to the day before.
As I said, when I got back to One Tree Hill, Simon's house, I found they were almost ready to leave. Simon was taking more vehicles than anyone else. “Too many toys!” I joked with him. He just smiled back at me, probably heard it all before. But we had this big camper, a van he had borrowed from a friend and his twin cab pick-up truck to pull his boat and trailer.
They had the other two vehicles packed and some of the tents packed into the boat when we arrived back with the van. I rushed upstairs to sort all the kids out and get ready myself while the men packed the van. We were ready to leave at 9:30 am. Not bad to make our meeting at Brian’s house at 10:00 am.
Simon came up to me, “You want to drive that van again?” he asked.
I think he and Sarvesh knew I had driven to Titirangi and back. Sarvesh had tried to stop me driving for a few years, saying a wealthy woman like me should never be seen driving but whenever I went anywhere without him, I soon had the driver’s seat. The drivers knew I wasn’t supposed to be driving but I heard Sarvesh had instructed them just to let me if I asked. He didn't want conflict with them over me disobeying him with driving. Finally, when we had made the trip to the airport to take David’s family back after Katrina and David were married, Sarvesh told me to get into the driver’s seat and he sat next to me all the way home. (See Story 197 The Nude Weekend.)
After that, nothing has ever been said about my driving. He even asked me to drive somethimes when we went somewhere. A couple of years later, I discovered a red BMW sports car in the garage. I asked one of the drivers and they seemed very nervous, not wanting to answer. I suddenly remember my birthday about two weeks away so I didn't ask any more. Sure enough, when it was my birthday, we were going to the club and Sarvesh said, "We'll be taking your car, you'll be driving." There it was outside the front door waiting for me. He got a big hug then, in front of many of the staff watching. He also got very lucky in bed that night when we got home.
As I said, when I got back to One Tree Hill, Simon's house, I found they were almost ready to leave. Simon was taking more vehicles than anyone else. “Too many toys!” I joked with him. He just smiled back at me, probably heard it all before. But we had this big camper, a van he had borrowed from a friend and his twin cab pick-up truck to pull his boat and trailer.
They had the other two vehicles packed and some of the tents packed into the boat when we arrived back with the van. I rushed upstairs to sort all the kids out and get ready myself while the men packed the van. We were ready to leave at 9:30 am. Not bad to make our meeting at Brian’s house at 10:00 am.
Simon came up to me, “You want to drive that van again?” he asked.
I think he and Sarvesh knew I had driven to Titirangi and back. Sarvesh had tried to stop me driving for a few years, saying a wealthy woman like me should never be seen driving but whenever I went anywhere without him, I soon had the driver’s seat. The drivers knew I wasn’t supposed to be driving but I heard Sarvesh had instructed them just to let me if I asked. He didn't want conflict with them over me disobeying him with driving. Finally, when we had made the trip to the airport to take David’s family back after Katrina and David were married, Sarvesh told me to get into the driver’s seat and he sat next to me all the way home. (See Story 197 The Nude Weekend.)
After that, nothing has ever been said about my driving. He even asked me to drive somethimes when we went somewhere. A couple of years later, I discovered a red BMW sports car in the garage. I asked one of the drivers and they seemed very nervous, not wanting to answer. I suddenly remember my birthday about two weeks away so I didn't ask any more. Sure enough, when it was my birthday, we were going to the club and Sarvesh said, "We'll be taking your car, you'll be driving." There it was outside the front door waiting for me. He got a big hug then, in front of many of the staff watching. He also got very lucky in bed that night when we got home.
Back to my story after running down that rabbit hole.
When we were ready to leave, I got into the van and Sarvesh got in beside me. Simon left first in the truck with the boat. Deanna followed in the big camper van and I followed in the van. We were soon on the motorway going through Auckland and out onto the North/Western motorway towards Riverhead, Brian’s house where we were all meeting.
I was following that big camper, watching how Deanna handled it through the traffic. “I’d like to try one of those,” I told Sarvesh. "It looks like fun."
“If you think driving something as big as that is fun then why don't you ask him? After that drive, you did in the outback with Ian, I think you could drive anything,” he replied.
I remembered that rough track, I drove that four-wheel drive vehicle pulling a trailer. Even going through a river. (See Story 268 Desert Camping with Ian.)
Opps! Another rabbit hole. Nearly went down it.
When we got to Brian’s house there was not very much room to park. Commander Mike was standing there directing traffic. He came to my window and asked, “Do you think you can back into the space beside Steve’s camper?” he asked.
I looked at the space. It looked a bit tight. “Sure, I can,” I replied.
“Ok, then,” Mike said. “I’ll guide you in.”
As I began backing up, I noticed Stephen had joined us, standing watching on Sarvesh’s side.
“Be careful, Amita,” Sarvesh said. “Take it slowly. I know you’ve got this.”
I was happy with the confidence these men had in me and was determined not to let them down. With the two men guiding, giving directions and a good backing camera, I slipped into the narrow gap with ease, on my first attempt. I got out and looked on both sides to see how close I was when Mike stepped up behind me. His arms went around me as he hugged me.
“Well, done Amita,” he said.
Not that I bothered where his hands were. I was just happy with his praise. Yes, his hug did involve his hands on my breasts. Naughty boy!
When we were ready to leave, I got into the van and Sarvesh got in beside me. Simon left first in the truck with the boat. Deanna followed in the big camper van and I followed in the van. We were soon on the motorway going through Auckland and out onto the North/Western motorway towards Riverhead, Brian’s house where we were all meeting.
I was following that big camper, watching how Deanna handled it through the traffic. “I’d like to try one of those,” I told Sarvesh. "It looks like fun."
“If you think driving something as big as that is fun then why don't you ask him? After that drive, you did in the outback with Ian, I think you could drive anything,” he replied.
I remembered that rough track, I drove that four-wheel drive vehicle pulling a trailer. Even going through a river. (See Story 268 Desert Camping with Ian.)
Opps! Another rabbit hole. Nearly went down it.
When we got to Brian’s house there was not very much room to park. Commander Mike was standing there directing traffic. He came to my window and asked, “Do you think you can back into the space beside Steve’s camper?” he asked.
I looked at the space. It looked a bit tight. “Sure, I can,” I replied.
“Ok, then,” Mike said. “I’ll guide you in.”
As I began backing up, I noticed Stephen had joined us, standing watching on Sarvesh’s side.
“Be careful, Amita,” Sarvesh said. “Take it slowly. I know you’ve got this.”
I was happy with the confidence these men had in me and was determined not to let them down. With the two men guiding, giving directions and a good backing camera, I slipped into the narrow gap with ease, on my first attempt. I got out and looked on both sides to see how close I was when Mike stepped up behind me. His arms went around me as he hugged me.
“Well, done Amita,” he said.
Not that I bothered where his hands were. I was just happy with his praise. Yes, his hug did involve his hands on my breasts. Naughty boy!
There was a busy time getting everything we were taking and everyone into the vehicles we had available. We were almost ready to go and I looked around to see where my kids were. Nisha was with some other girls her age. It looked like they would be going in a van driven by Shanti. Yes, that was the van that gave all the trouble the day before. The Sick Van some of the teens started calling it as the men had discovered it was overheating now. More trouble, I felt sorry for Mike, he looked so angry about it. Not like him.
I looked around for Hansini and couldn't find her. “Anyone know where Hansini is?” I asked Peter.
“She's in the back of Shanti's van, the sick one,” Peter said. (I think that was where the name 'Sick Van' started.)
I went over and looked in the back window of that van, they had made her a bed out of soft camping gear, sleeping bags and bedding behind the back seat. She was there curled up there, fast asleep, looking very comfortable. I knew the men would take good care of her but she was in for some hard core teasing when she was feeling better.
I found my son Steven with Jenny’s twins. I should have known that. They were going in the car Sabreena was driving. It looked like Jasmine would be with them too. One teen boy with four teen girls. Better keep a close eye on him, I thought. Those two twins had grown a lot since he last saw them: two blondes, sixteen-year-olds, beautiful girls with hot little bodies. Him sitting between them! Yeah! There could be too much temptation. I didn’t know if the twins were sexually active but I thought they weren’t yet. Didn’t want them to start with my son!
Then I saw Riya. She was standing with Simon. They were walking around the big vehicle as he pointed out some features of it. Damn! It looked like that girl was going to get to drive it before I could.
Suddenly, Steve was beside me. “Nice bit of driving there Amita. I would have hesitated before backing in there. Well done!”
“Thanks, Steve,” I smiled back at him.
“You look worried about something,” he asked.
“Not worried, Steve. I was hoping to drive Simon’s camper but looks like Riya has beaten me to it.”
“Yeah, looks like it,” Steve said as we watched Riya climb into the driver’s seat as Simon pointed out some of the controls.
“You can drive mine if you like. It’s even bigger than Simon’s,” Steve told me. “You like big ones, don't you?”
I missed his sexual meaning completely until I thought about it later. I was so surprised he was allowing me to drive.
“Can I?” I gasped in surprise. I turned to give him a big hug.
“Calm down, Amita. There is a catch,” he said, pushing me back from him so he could see my face. “You have to pay for the privilege of driving.”
“Pay?” I asked.
“There is a large double bed in the back. You have to join me there for part of the trip.”
“You mean we... We do it in the bed... While we are travelling?”
“You in for that?”
“Of course, Steve. Sounds like fun! I’ve never done that before. That’s a privilege, not a payment.”
So that is how I found myself driving that huge camper as we pulled out of Brian’s driveway. I noticed Simon’s camper pulled out behind us and he was driving while Riya was waving from the front passenger seat. Ha! Ha! I beat her. She wasn’t driving yet, but I bet she would before too long.
I looked around for Hansini and couldn't find her. “Anyone know where Hansini is?” I asked Peter.
“She's in the back of Shanti's van, the sick one,” Peter said. (I think that was where the name 'Sick Van' started.)
I went over and looked in the back window of that van, they had made her a bed out of soft camping gear, sleeping bags and bedding behind the back seat. She was there curled up there, fast asleep, looking very comfortable. I knew the men would take good care of her but she was in for some hard core teasing when she was feeling better.
I found my son Steven with Jenny’s twins. I should have known that. They were going in the car Sabreena was driving. It looked like Jasmine would be with them too. One teen boy with four teen girls. Better keep a close eye on him, I thought. Those two twins had grown a lot since he last saw them: two blondes, sixteen-year-olds, beautiful girls with hot little bodies. Him sitting between them! Yeah! There could be too much temptation. I didn’t know if the twins were sexually active but I thought they weren’t yet. Didn’t want them to start with my son!
Then I saw Riya. She was standing with Simon. They were walking around the big vehicle as he pointed out some features of it. Damn! It looked like that girl was going to get to drive it before I could.
Suddenly, Steve was beside me. “Nice bit of driving there Amita. I would have hesitated before backing in there. Well done!”
“Thanks, Steve,” I smiled back at him.
“You look worried about something,” he asked.
“Not worried, Steve. I was hoping to drive Simon’s camper but looks like Riya has beaten me to it.”
“Yeah, looks like it,” Steve said as we watched Riya climb into the driver’s seat as Simon pointed out some of the controls.
“You can drive mine if you like. It’s even bigger than Simon’s,” Steve told me. “You like big ones, don't you?”
I missed his sexual meaning completely until I thought about it later. I was so surprised he was allowing me to drive.
“Can I?” I gasped in surprise. I turned to give him a big hug.
“Calm down, Amita. There is a catch,” he said, pushing me back from him so he could see my face. “You have to pay for the privilege of driving.”
“Pay?” I asked.
“There is a large double bed in the back. You have to join me there for part of the trip.”
“You mean we... We do it in the bed... While we are travelling?”
“You in for that?”
“Of course, Steve. Sounds like fun! I’ve never done that before. That’s a privilege, not a payment.”
So that is how I found myself driving that huge camper as we pulled out of Brian’s driveway. I noticed Simon’s camper pulled out behind us and he was driving while Riya was waving from the front passenger seat. Ha! Ha! I beat her. She wasn’t driving yet, but I bet she would before too long.
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Down in the water in front of me, they had a ball which they were throwing to each other.
Across to one side, Mike and Peter were trying to teach a couple of younger ones from India how to swim. Kirsten and Carol, Peter's twin girls were there, offering advice or just getting in the road.
I'm not sure which but I heard Peter threatening to duck Carol and both teen girls were laughing.
I heard Carol say something but didn't catch what it was. It must have been cheeky as she turned to run. Her father, Peter, was after her. Kirsten was there trying to stop him. Soon my daughter Nishi, Riya and Kathy had joined in too. Poor Peter was driven under the water with shear weight of numbers before the other men came to his rescure.
Now there was a huge fight going on, the ball game forgotten in the heat of battle.
Across to one side, Mike and Peter were trying to teach a couple of younger ones from India how to swim. Kirsten and Carol, Peter's twin girls were there, offering advice or just getting in the road.
I'm not sure which but I heard Peter threatening to duck Carol and both teen girls were laughing.
I heard Carol say something but didn't catch what it was. It must have been cheeky as she turned to run. Her father, Peter, was after her. Kirsten was there trying to stop him. Soon my daughter Nishi, Riya and Kathy had joined in too. Poor Peter was driven under the water with shear weight of numbers before the other men came to his rescure.
Now there was a huge fight going on, the ball game forgotten in the heat of battle.
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My thoughts returned to the day before.
It was nearly 11:00 am when we got on the road again. A bit late but Commander Mike didn't seem too worried. Leaving Riverhead, they were taking a shortcut through the Riverhead Forest before using the backroads to get to Highway 16. I’d never been on these roads before but Steve, who was sitting in the front across from me, guided me, warning me about any sharp corners and narrow bridges on these country roads.
Driving a vehicle as big as this was different to anything I’d ever driven before. Like being in a big truck I would expect. You must watch on corners that you allow enough room for other vehicles. On the one-way bridges, there was not much room on either side so I had to take it a bit slower. I always gave a friendly wave to any on-coming vehicles waiting for me to cross. They usually gave me a friendly wave or toot in return.
We got to Highway 16 at a place called Kaukapakapa. Don’t ask me to pronounce that! (These Maori names seem to have a mind of their own.) We found a car park beside a hall where we could pull off and stop for a few minutes. The men were doing something with a tie-down that had come loose on Brian’s boat. Commander Mike and his XO Peter were checking the trouble van to confirm it wasn’t overheating again. I saw they were putting water in it again. That couldn't be good!
We women got out to stretch our legs and see that all the kids were fine.
I took the chance to move Stephen to the van Deanna was driving. That was a smart move I thought but it wasn’t until they drove past me as they left that I discovered Carol and Kirsten were sitting in the back seat with him in the centre between them again.
I flagged Deanna to stop and I went to her window and quietly said, “Keep an eye on your passengers in the back seat.”
She looked in her inside mirror and then smiled at me. “I sure will, that looks like trouble.”
“That’s what I’m thinking too,” I replied.
It was nearly 11:00 am when we got on the road again. A bit late but Commander Mike didn't seem too worried. Leaving Riverhead, they were taking a shortcut through the Riverhead Forest before using the backroads to get to Highway 16. I’d never been on these roads before but Steve, who was sitting in the front across from me, guided me, warning me about any sharp corners and narrow bridges on these country roads.
Driving a vehicle as big as this was different to anything I’d ever driven before. Like being in a big truck I would expect. You must watch on corners that you allow enough room for other vehicles. On the one-way bridges, there was not much room on either side so I had to take it a bit slower. I always gave a friendly wave to any on-coming vehicles waiting for me to cross. They usually gave me a friendly wave or toot in return.
We got to Highway 16 at a place called Kaukapakapa. Don’t ask me to pronounce that! (These Maori names seem to have a mind of their own.) We found a car park beside a hall where we could pull off and stop for a few minutes. The men were doing something with a tie-down that had come loose on Brian’s boat. Commander Mike and his XO Peter were checking the trouble van to confirm it wasn’t overheating again. I saw they were putting water in it again. That couldn't be good!
We women got out to stretch our legs and see that all the kids were fine.
I took the chance to move Stephen to the van Deanna was driving. That was a smart move I thought but it wasn’t until they drove past me as they left that I discovered Carol and Kirsten were sitting in the back seat with him in the centre between them again.
I flagged Deanna to stop and I went to her window and quietly said, “Keep an eye on your passengers in the back seat.”
She looked in her inside mirror and then smiled at me. “I sure will, that looks like trouble.”
“That’s what I’m thinking too,” I replied.
When I got back in the camper, I found Jenny sitting in the driving seat and Jeremy sitting in the passenger seat. “You’ve got an appointment with Steve in the back she laughed. Then it’s our turn.”
I smiled at her. “Is he there now?”
“Yeah, waiting for you. You have until Wellsford and then Jeremy and I take over.”
I quickly mentioned to her about my son and her twins. She said she had noticed that too on the Rotorua trip. “They can't do too much riding in the van but we'll need to watch them at the camp,” she replied.
“But he is sitting between them in the back seat,” I said.
“I know but all they can do is a bit of discrete touching so I would worry too much,” she replied.
“You mean you don't mind?”
“Well, in the pool at Rotorua, he had his hands down inside their bikini pants and I'm sure they had done the same with him. Just a bit of exploring. As long as it doesn't go any further.”
“Ok, if you are sure,” I replied. “I would have them moved.”
"No, now its a bit obvious. If we make a big thing about it they could go behind our backs, then we won't know what's going on," she explained.
That made sense.
I smiled at her. “Is he there now?”
“Yeah, waiting for you. You have until Wellsford and then Jeremy and I take over.”
I quickly mentioned to her about my son and her twins. She said she had noticed that too on the Rotorua trip. “They can't do too much riding in the van but we'll need to watch them at the camp,” she replied.
“But he is sitting between them in the back seat,” I said.
“I know but all they can do is a bit of discrete touching so I would worry too much,” she replied.
“You mean you don't mind?”
“Well, in the pool at Rotorua, he had his hands down inside their bikini pants and I'm sure they had done the same with him. Just a bit of exploring. As long as it doesn't go any further.”
“Ok, if you are sure,” I replied. “I would have them moved.”
"No, now its a bit obvious. If we make a big thing about it they could go behind our backs, then we won't know what's going on," she explained.
That made sense.
Commander Mike was beside me now wondering why we hadn't started our van. “Is there a problem, Amita.”
“Three friendly teens in the back seat of Deanna's van,” I replied nodding to that van.
“Oh, I see,” he said looking in the back.
He went over to the back and tapped on the window.
When Kirsten opened it Mike said, “You two girls behave yourself and leave poor Stephen alone. I'm watching you.”
Both girls looked shocked.
Jenny and I were laughing as I closed the door ready for us to start.
“Three friendly teens in the back seat of Deanna's van,” I replied nodding to that van.
“Oh, I see,” he said looking in the back.
He went over to the back and tapped on the window.
When Kirsten opened it Mike said, “You two girls behave yourself and leave poor Stephen alone. I'm watching you.”
Both girls looked shocked.
Jenny and I were laughing as I closed the door ready for us to start.
As I went back through the van, I heard Jenny start the motor and felt the vibration under my feet. There was a lot of gear packed inside so there was only room back there for two passengers. When I went through to the bedroom part, I found Steve already on the bed naked. The blinds in the windows were closed but I could still see a tiny bit underneath them.
As I began removing my shirt and unclipped my bra, I noticed Jenny was already moving. By the time I slipped my shorts and panties off, we were out on the main road.
Through the crack under the blind, I could also see Simon and Riya were following behind us. She was now driving. Ha! Ha! She might be driving a camper but wasn't doing what I was doing. I knew we wouldn’t be travelling too fast as Mike was in front of us driving the small truck that was pulling Brian’s big boat. That would be slower and I knew from time to time they would be pulling over to allow other road users to pass.
So, I was naked and joining Steve on the bed. Yes, this was something different, fucking in a moving vehicle like this. It was exciting too, something I’d never done before.
I lay down so my body was partly over his, pressing him into the bed while we kissed. I could feel his arms around my back, holding me. Then his hand was straying down lower onto my bum. He began squeezing and playing with my ass cheeks, then running his fingers down the crack between them. I could feel his cock between my belly and his as he began to harden. Lifting slightly off him, I reached down to begin pumping his shaft with my hand.
His fingers had moved lower and found my pussy lips. I was a bit wet already but what his fingers were doing soon had me even more juiced up. I don’t know why I got so worked up other than we were doing it in a place where I’d never had sex before. A bit of finger work from him and me rubbing the shaft of his cock and before long we were both ready for more.
I lay back on the bed and he came down on top of me.
“There is no hurry,” he said. “We’ve got about 40 minutes before our next stop.”
But I was in a hurry, I think him too because of our building desire for each other. As I was saying, I lay on my back and he rolled on top of me. It didn’t take much for his cock to find my pussy and he was pressing into me.
My lips opened to take him and a few more strokes had him deep inside me. We began fucking. But with the motion of the vehicle, we were in, driving over a road with hills and curves, there was a different motion affecting how we were moving for each other.
I’ve had sex on a waterbed and the motion of that made it different. Doing it in this bed on the camper was different too. It was an airbed but while softer than a normal mattress bed it wasn’t as soft as the waterbed. Being soft meant my body sunk deeper into the bed with him on top of me. It meant we didn’t roll around as much with the movement of the camper driving on the road.
Before long, the thrusting of his shaft inside me and the movement of the camper and bed were beginning to get to me. I was humping back up at him and moaning at the pleasure. I think that was turning Steve on, he began moving faster and thrusting harder. That felt so good, I knew my first orgasm was approaching.
Suddenly it hit me. As my orgasm burst over me, I was moaning, crying out and bucking at him. As I did, he kept driving into me. When I came out of my climax, I could hear Jenny and Jeremy laughing up front. Yes, I had forgotten to close the door!
“Way to go, Amita,” Jeremy called out.
They can laugh, I didn’t mind, I was the one having the fun. Steve continued with me helping as much as I could, my pelvis humping up to meet him. It felt good and I knew I was heading for yet another orgasm. But I wanted Steve to have some fun too. While holding back as best I could, I was working my pussy muscles, clenching at him as he fucked me.
A moan in my ear told me it was working for him. Yes, I knew he was getting close so I relaxed myself and allowed my own orgasm to build. Since I had held this one back, it was building to be a better one than the first had been. It was made even better as my body responded to his building excitement. Suddenly, it all happened. His last few humps as he began to cum triggered my own cum as well.
As I began removing my shirt and unclipped my bra, I noticed Jenny was already moving. By the time I slipped my shorts and panties off, we were out on the main road.
Through the crack under the blind, I could also see Simon and Riya were following behind us. She was now driving. Ha! Ha! She might be driving a camper but wasn't doing what I was doing. I knew we wouldn’t be travelling too fast as Mike was in front of us driving the small truck that was pulling Brian’s big boat. That would be slower and I knew from time to time they would be pulling over to allow other road users to pass.
So, I was naked and joining Steve on the bed. Yes, this was something different, fucking in a moving vehicle like this. It was exciting too, something I’d never done before.
I lay down so my body was partly over his, pressing him into the bed while we kissed. I could feel his arms around my back, holding me. Then his hand was straying down lower onto my bum. He began squeezing and playing with my ass cheeks, then running his fingers down the crack between them. I could feel his cock between my belly and his as he began to harden. Lifting slightly off him, I reached down to begin pumping his shaft with my hand.
His fingers had moved lower and found my pussy lips. I was a bit wet already but what his fingers were doing soon had me even more juiced up. I don’t know why I got so worked up other than we were doing it in a place where I’d never had sex before. A bit of finger work from him and me rubbing the shaft of his cock and before long we were both ready for more.
I lay back on the bed and he came down on top of me.
“There is no hurry,” he said. “We’ve got about 40 minutes before our next stop.”
But I was in a hurry, I think him too because of our building desire for each other. As I was saying, I lay on my back and he rolled on top of me. It didn’t take much for his cock to find my pussy and he was pressing into me.
My lips opened to take him and a few more strokes had him deep inside me. We began fucking. But with the motion of the vehicle, we were in, driving over a road with hills and curves, there was a different motion affecting how we were moving for each other.
I’ve had sex on a waterbed and the motion of that made it different. Doing it in this bed on the camper was different too. It was an airbed but while softer than a normal mattress bed it wasn’t as soft as the waterbed. Being soft meant my body sunk deeper into the bed with him on top of me. It meant we didn’t roll around as much with the movement of the camper driving on the road.
Before long, the thrusting of his shaft inside me and the movement of the camper and bed were beginning to get to me. I was humping back up at him and moaning at the pleasure. I think that was turning Steve on, he began moving faster and thrusting harder. That felt so good, I knew my first orgasm was approaching.
Suddenly it hit me. As my orgasm burst over me, I was moaning, crying out and bucking at him. As I did, he kept driving into me. When I came out of my climax, I could hear Jenny and Jeremy laughing up front. Yes, I had forgotten to close the door!
“Way to go, Amita,” Jeremy called out.
They can laugh, I didn’t mind, I was the one having the fun. Steve continued with me helping as much as I could, my pelvis humping up to meet him. It felt good and I knew I was heading for yet another orgasm. But I wanted Steve to have some fun too. While holding back as best I could, I was working my pussy muscles, clenching at him as he fucked me.
A moan in my ear told me it was working for him. Yes, I knew he was getting close so I relaxed myself and allowed my own orgasm to build. Since I had held this one back, it was building to be a better one than the first had been. It was made even better as my body responded to his building excitement. Suddenly, it all happened. His last few humps as he began to cum triggered my own cum as well.
We lay beside each other, our bodies touching as we recovered from our climax. Steve recovered first and he peeped out the window to see we were still a long way from Wellsford.
“Want to try again?” he asked.
“Sure. Do we have enough time?”
“Plenty of time. Get me hard and you can have me,” he told me.
That was a nice little challenge. But it didn’t take much to get him hard again and soon we were ready to try again. This time I asked if we could do Cowgirl style. Steve was happy to agree and as he lay back on the bed, I stretched my leg over to take him. At that moment, Jenny drove around a corner and I almost fell off. It was only Steve grabbing me that saved me.
We quickly decided Cowgirl wasn't such a good idea. I lay on top of him and as he wrapped his arms around me, we fucked like that. Not as good as Cowgirl would have been but it worked for both of us. Yes, we both got there but I’m not sure it was as good for either of us. I think it was because it hadn't been as good as the first time, but I also think doing it with a deadline didn’t help either. I didn’t want to be still fucking when we pulled into Wellsford.
“Want to try again?” he asked.
“Sure. Do we have enough time?”
“Plenty of time. Get me hard and you can have me,” he told me.
That was a nice little challenge. But it didn’t take much to get him hard again and soon we were ready to try again. This time I asked if we could do Cowgirl style. Steve was happy to agree and as he lay back on the bed, I stretched my leg over to take him. At that moment, Jenny drove around a corner and I almost fell off. It was only Steve grabbing me that saved me.
We quickly decided Cowgirl wasn't such a good idea. I lay on top of him and as he wrapped his arms around me, we fucked like that. Not as good as Cowgirl would have been but it worked for both of us. Yes, we both got there but I’m not sure it was as good for either of us. I think it was because it hadn't been as good as the first time, but I also think doing it with a deadline didn’t help either. I didn’t want to be still fucking when we pulled into Wellsford.
As it turned out we had plenty of time. We were running along the last straights towards Wellsford while Steve and I were rushing to get dressed. Just as we reached the town, we moved forward to take the passenger seats behind Jenny and Jeremy.
“Have fun?” Jenny asked.
“Yes,” I replied. “Never done that before.”
To be honest, I don’t think having sex in a moving vehicle like that is the best way to have sex. There is too much movement and struggling to stay in position was not as good as doing it in other ways, But at least I tried it and we both got off so it can’t be that bad.
We had lunch at Wellsford going to a nearby park where we had plenty of parking. By the time we pulled in, the faster vehicles already had brought lunch for us, buying a load of Subway rolls. That was nice, we don’t get Subway in India in the smaller town where I live.
Steve told me I was taking the next drive. As I was about to get into the camper, I heard raised voices over by Deanna’s van. Shanti and Jenny were there. It seems they were on to what was happening with the twins and my son so when they tried to move Stephen to another van the twins were kicking up about it. To my surprise, it was Carol, the shy one, who was arguing with her mother. Raised voice, really putting up a fight, facing up to both her mother and Shanti. That surprised me coming from her.
I considered going over but then decided to let those other women sort it. Then I saw Commander Mike, with Peter and Sarvesh approaching. After a bit more screaming from both girls and the two women, the men managed to settle things down.
When Jenny arrived back, I later found they had ended it by putting them in Shanti's car, the car Sabbie was driving. Stephen was in the front seat, the twins in the back seat. Sabreena had been told not to stop until they reached the next stop.
“I'm surprised it was Carol,” I said.
“Don't be mistaken by her shyness,” Jenny said. “She has a temper, can fight when she wants to. Perhaps worse than Kirsten is.”
“Have fun?” Jenny asked.
“Yes,” I replied. “Never done that before.”
To be honest, I don’t think having sex in a moving vehicle like that is the best way to have sex. There is too much movement and struggling to stay in position was not as good as doing it in other ways, But at least I tried it and we both got off so it can’t be that bad.
We had lunch at Wellsford going to a nearby park where we had plenty of parking. By the time we pulled in, the faster vehicles already had brought lunch for us, buying a load of Subway rolls. That was nice, we don’t get Subway in India in the smaller town where I live.
Steve told me I was taking the next drive. As I was about to get into the camper, I heard raised voices over by Deanna’s van. Shanti and Jenny were there. It seems they were on to what was happening with the twins and my son so when they tried to move Stephen to another van the twins were kicking up about it. To my surprise, it was Carol, the shy one, who was arguing with her mother. Raised voice, really putting up a fight, facing up to both her mother and Shanti. That surprised me coming from her.
I considered going over but then decided to let those other women sort it. Then I saw Commander Mike, with Peter and Sarvesh approaching. After a bit more screaming from both girls and the two women, the men managed to settle things down.
When Jenny arrived back, I later found they had ended it by putting them in Shanti's car, the car Sabbie was driving. Stephen was in the front seat, the twins in the back seat. Sabreena had been told not to stop until they reached the next stop.
“I'm surprised it was Carol,” I said.
“Don't be mistaken by her shyness,” Jenny said. “She has a temper, can fight when she wants to. Perhaps worse than Kirsten is.”
In a way, I could understand what was going on even if I couldn't agree with it. They were two beautiful girls, blonde, blue eyes, almost identical. He was an Indian boy, handsome too if I can say so myself. I could see how they were attracted to each other. Sixteen was the age of consent in New Zealand but personally, I still felt it was a bit on the young side.
I also knew that Stephen was very interested in girls. Mandara had caught him and Riya doing more than they should one day and there was the incident with Jasmine, one nude weekend. Mootie found Stephen touching her pussy while she was holding his cock. Mootie went off at them both which scared them off a bit.
Sarvesh had come down hard on Stephen, taking his laptop for two weeks. Mootie had punished Jasmine too. I heard she had two weeks helping their cook in the kitchen. While it was a punishment, Hansini thought it was good if Jasmine could learn a bit about cooking too. Since then Jasmine has been regularly found helping cooking. She seems to enjoy it.
I also knew that Stephen was very interested in girls. Mandara had caught him and Riya doing more than they should one day and there was the incident with Jasmine, one nude weekend. Mootie found Stephen touching her pussy while she was holding his cock. Mootie went off at them both which scared them off a bit.
Sarvesh had come down hard on Stephen, taking his laptop for two weeks. Mootie had punished Jasmine too. I heard she had two weeks helping their cook in the kitchen. While it was a punishment, Hansini thought it was good if Jasmine could learn a bit about cooking too. Since then Jasmine has been regularly found helping cooking. She seems to enjoy it.
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Down in the water infront of me, Peter had finally caught Carol. He picked up and threw his daughter into the water. She came up spluttering and protesting at him.
War was declared. About fifteen kids and young teens against three men. Not bad odds! With the twins leading the attack, their first target was poor Peter who soon was driven under with the weight of kids on top of him. Their next target was David and it looked like he was going down too. Then I'm sure everyone knew Mike would be next.
He could have run but he was standing there laughing, waiting for his fate.
Finally, after almost everyone on both sides had been ducked they decided to go back to the ball game. But there was one problem. The ball had drifted away, caught by a gentle puff of wind it was now far out on the lake. That was a bit funny them standing there, their hands on their hips, watching the ball that was drifting further and further away.
Finally, they decided to go chase it. Now, two men with the help of some of the older girls were pushing Brian's boat into the water so they could go after the ball. Ha! Ha!
War was declared. About fifteen kids and young teens against three men. Not bad odds! With the twins leading the attack, their first target was poor Peter who soon was driven under with the weight of kids on top of him. Their next target was David and it looked like he was going down too. Then I'm sure everyone knew Mike would be next.
He could have run but he was standing there laughing, waiting for his fate.
Finally, after almost everyone on both sides had been ducked they decided to go back to the ball game. But there was one problem. The ball had drifted away, caught by a gentle puff of wind it was now far out on the lake. That was a bit funny them standing there, their hands on their hips, watching the ball that was drifting further and further away.
Finally, they decided to go chase it. Now, two men with the help of some of the older girls were pushing Brian's boat into the water so they could go after the ball. Ha! Ha!
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My thoughts returned to the day before.
I was in the driver’s seat with Steve beside me again. Jeremy and Jenny were preparing to go into the back bedroom for their fun.
“Our next stop is Matakohe so you guys have about 45 minutes,” Steve told them. “Go on. Get going. Don't waste it.”
I started the big vehicle and felt the throbbing power of the motor underneath me. (And before any of you distracted male readers start, I am talking about the motor under the front seats.) We moved forward to take my position behind the van Mike was driving. He had taken the Sick Van since its engine temperature was higher than the men were comfortable with. As I pulled onto the road, Jenny and Jeremy disappeared into the back. Checking my rear vision mirror, I pulled out onto the road turning towards the north. Soon, we had left the town of Wellsford behind us, now following State Highway 1 through the rolling green farmland.
This vehicle was very powerful compared to the vehicles I was used to driving. But now we were on a major highway with fewer sharp corners, I found it easier to drive and could easily keep up with the other traffic. Of course, Steve was sitting beside me warning me of approaching corners etc. We also talked about other things such as the camp we were heading for and of course, what we had just done in the back.
It was then he admitted that he had never tried having sex while the camper was moving before. He explained that usually he was driving so never got the chance. He did add that both Sharon and Shanti had tried it. That was where he got the idea to give it a go.
We followed Highway 1 until we turned off onto Highway 12. This would take us through Dargaville and on to where we were camping. Not long after that Jenny and Jeremy returned, taking the passenger seats behind me.
Steve gave them some cheek about making the van rock too much and Jenny was quick, “That means we had more fun than you guys did.”
Steve smiled but I noticed he didn’t reply to that.
I was in the driver’s seat with Steve beside me again. Jeremy and Jenny were preparing to go into the back bedroom for their fun.
“Our next stop is Matakohe so you guys have about 45 minutes,” Steve told them. “Go on. Get going. Don't waste it.”
I started the big vehicle and felt the throbbing power of the motor underneath me. (And before any of you distracted male readers start, I am talking about the motor under the front seats.) We moved forward to take my position behind the van Mike was driving. He had taken the Sick Van since its engine temperature was higher than the men were comfortable with. As I pulled onto the road, Jenny and Jeremy disappeared into the back. Checking my rear vision mirror, I pulled out onto the road turning towards the north. Soon, we had left the town of Wellsford behind us, now following State Highway 1 through the rolling green farmland.
This vehicle was very powerful compared to the vehicles I was used to driving. But now we were on a major highway with fewer sharp corners, I found it easier to drive and could easily keep up with the other traffic. Of course, Steve was sitting beside me warning me of approaching corners etc. We also talked about other things such as the camp we were heading for and of course, what we had just done in the back.
It was then he admitted that he had never tried having sex while the camper was moving before. He explained that usually he was driving so never got the chance. He did add that both Sharon and Shanti had tried it. That was where he got the idea to give it a go.
We followed Highway 1 until we turned off onto Highway 12. This would take us through Dargaville and on to where we were camping. Not long after that Jenny and Jeremy returned, taking the passenger seats behind me.
Steve gave them some cheek about making the van rock too much and Jenny was quick, “That means we had more fun than you guys did.”
Steve smiled but I noticed he didn’t reply to that.
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Down in the water infront of me, the group on the beach were out of the water now that the boat was back and the escaped ball recaptured. A group of young girls had managed to pull the boat up with hardly any help from the men. A few comments were made about doing it for the old men and for a few moments I thought another war was about to break out again.
But then a game of football had begun. The older ones joining in the game with the men. The youngsters, obviously having no idea how to play the game, were running around, having fun. These young ones were likely to do anything if they got near the ball. Which I suppose made it more fun for everyone.
They were all having fun. Playing and running around while their bodies dried. Not that it worked out like that because many managed to fall over in the sand and needed another swim to clean up.
I enjoyed watching the relaxed way these men enjoyed playing with the kids. It was so nice to see.
But then a game of football had begun. The older ones joining in the game with the men. The youngsters, obviously having no idea how to play the game, were running around, having fun. These young ones were likely to do anything if they got near the ball. Which I suppose made it more fun for everyone.
They were all having fun. Playing and running around while their bodies dried. Not that it worked out like that because many managed to fall over in the sand and needed another swim to clean up.
I enjoyed watching the relaxed way these men enjoyed playing with the kids. It was so nice to see.
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My thoughts returned to the day before.
I pulled into the Matakohe Museum car park and Commander Mike was there directing me into one of two longer parking spaces. Riya had already brought the other camper in, backing into one place and now Mike wanted me to back into the other space.
Using the mirrors and backing cam with a man on each side directing me, I managed to get that big vehicle in there with only one attempt although I must confess, I crept in most of the way. I must say, I was very proud of myself, even more, when some of the men were commenting on my driving too. Even Sarvesh came over and quietly said, “Good work, honey! I'm proud of what the other men are saying about you.”
Wow! That was nice to hear from him.
The kids were already inside the museum so we went to take a look too. While it was interesting the men and kids found much more to see. Some of us ladies found relaxing with a coffee or cold drink in the cafe was more to our liking.
Then it was time to get on the road again. It was left to Jenny and I to continue driving Steve’s camper with Jenny taking the wheel for the next stretch to Dargaville. Steve and Jeremy were with us again but this time they sat in the back. Since they had no intention of driving any further, they took some beers from the fridge and sat talking while we drove.
It was then that Steve told Jeremy something I didn't know. He said Sarvesh and Jeevan were considering closing their New Zealand office and opening a new one on the east coast of Australia. When Jeremy asked what would happen to him, Steve told him that Sharon and him would probably be moving back to Australia where they originally came from.
That would be a shock for those over here.
Jeremy said he had heard that he might be getting promoted to a new branch in Australia. Perhaps he and Steve might be working together. Steve never replied to that, at least didn't reply with words.
I pulled into the Matakohe Museum car park and Commander Mike was there directing me into one of two longer parking spaces. Riya had already brought the other camper in, backing into one place and now Mike wanted me to back into the other space.
Using the mirrors and backing cam with a man on each side directing me, I managed to get that big vehicle in there with only one attempt although I must confess, I crept in most of the way. I must say, I was very proud of myself, even more, when some of the men were commenting on my driving too. Even Sarvesh came over and quietly said, “Good work, honey! I'm proud of what the other men are saying about you.”
Wow! That was nice to hear from him.
The kids were already inside the museum so we went to take a look too. While it was interesting the men and kids found much more to see. Some of us ladies found relaxing with a coffee or cold drink in the cafe was more to our liking.
Then it was time to get on the road again. It was left to Jenny and I to continue driving Steve’s camper with Jenny taking the wheel for the next stretch to Dargaville. Steve and Jeremy were with us again but this time they sat in the back. Since they had no intention of driving any further, they took some beers from the fridge and sat talking while we drove.
It was then that Steve told Jeremy something I didn't know. He said Sarvesh and Jeevan were considering closing their New Zealand office and opening a new one on the east coast of Australia. When Jeremy asked what would happen to him, Steve told him that Sharon and him would probably be moving back to Australia where they originally came from.
That would be a shock for those over here.
Jeremy said he had heard that he might be getting promoted to a new branch in Australia. Perhaps he and Steve might be working together. Steve never replied to that, at least didn't reply with words.
The next stop was Dargaville and Shanti wanted to buy more supplies from the large supermarket there. Not wanting to go shopping, I walked over to the playground in the park behind the supermarket.
Jenny’s twins, Carol and Kirsten were there. Micheal and Ragesh were too. They had taken all the kids over to a children’s playground where there was a rather neat pirate ship. They had fun and blew off stream before having to sit in the vans and cars again.
I couldn't help myself. I had to climb up onto the ship. It just looked like so much fun. My excuse, I got up there to help Kalki's little boy who was struggling to get up some steps. I'm sure you all believe me. What would a grown woman want to be climbing around on a pirate ship for anyway? LOL.
My son Stephen turned up to call me, “Mum, Uncle Mike wants you. We are leaving for the camp soon.”
I thought Stephen would stay now he had found the twins again but to my surprise, he was walking beside me.
“What were you doing up on that ship?” Stephen asked me.
“I went up to help some of the younger kids,” I explained.
“Sure Mum,” he replied.
Damn! Even my teenage son doesn't think it is cool for his Mum to go climbing in a childrens play ground.
Jenny’s twins, Carol and Kirsten were there. Micheal and Ragesh were too. They had taken all the kids over to a children’s playground where there was a rather neat pirate ship. They had fun and blew off stream before having to sit in the vans and cars again.
I couldn't help myself. I had to climb up onto the ship. It just looked like so much fun. My excuse, I got up there to help Kalki's little boy who was struggling to get up some steps. I'm sure you all believe me. What would a grown woman want to be climbing around on a pirate ship for anyway? LOL.
My son Stephen turned up to call me, “Mum, Uncle Mike wants you. We are leaving for the camp soon.”
I thought Stephen would stay now he had found the twins again but to my surprise, he was walking beside me.
“What were you doing up on that ship?” Stephen asked me.
“I went up to help some of the younger kids,” I explained.
“Sure Mum,” he replied.
Damn! Even my teenage son doesn't think it is cool for his Mum to go climbing in a childrens play ground.
They wanted to push on with the four slower vehicles.
Mike and Peter were concerned about the Sick Van. Peter would be following in the Sick Van which had to be driven at a much slower pace. They said they thought the van had a cracked head which is why it was drinking so much water. They had some soft drink bottles of water to keep it going in the meantime.
I didn't know cars had heads! But then what do I know about cars other than how to make them drive. But their theory about drinking water seemed to make sense. Hansini had a "cracked head" that morning and she was drinking a lot of water too. LOL. When I told the men that, they all laughed.
Then Ian said, “Good theory Amita. Drinking water will help fix Hansini's head but the van's head would need an operation in the workshop.”
I must admit, watching them and asking 'dumb' questions, I learnt more about a van. I know where that motor thing is now. In a car it is in front but in a van, we are sitting on it. I also know how to check the water and the oil. Wow! I must be getting smart! LOL
I turned to Sarvesh and asked him, “Did you know what a head was in a car is?”
“Of course I do,” he replied. "You remember that old car we had before we invested in the first bank we owned?”
“Yeah! I remember now. With all that steam coming out. But they couldn't fix it. It got taken away. Was that a cracked head?” I asked.
“A bit like that. But our car had a cracked block.”
A block? What was hell is that? Damn him! Now I was confused again. Just when I was getting smart too. I decided it was time to leave the men to play with their man toys.
Mike and Peter were concerned about the Sick Van. Peter would be following in the Sick Van which had to be driven at a much slower pace. They said they thought the van had a cracked head which is why it was drinking so much water. They had some soft drink bottles of water to keep it going in the meantime.
I didn't know cars had heads! But then what do I know about cars other than how to make them drive. But their theory about drinking water seemed to make sense. Hansini had a "cracked head" that morning and she was drinking a lot of water too. LOL. When I told the men that, they all laughed.
Then Ian said, “Good theory Amita. Drinking water will help fix Hansini's head but the van's head would need an operation in the workshop.”
I must admit, watching them and asking 'dumb' questions, I learnt more about a van. I know where that motor thing is now. In a car it is in front but in a van, we are sitting on it. I also know how to check the water and the oil. Wow! I must be getting smart! LOL
I turned to Sarvesh and asked him, “Did you know what a head was in a car is?”
“Of course I do,” he replied. "You remember that old car we had before we invested in the first bank we owned?”
“Yeah! I remember now. With all that steam coming out. But they couldn't fix it. It got taken away. Was that a cracked head?” I asked.
“A bit like that. But our car had a cracked block.”
A block? What was hell is that? Damn him! Now I was confused again. Just when I was getting smart too. I decided it was time to leave the men to play with their man toys.
So soon I was sitting in the driver’s seat of Steve’s camper looking across at Riya in Simon’s camper. She smiled back at me and waved. Looks like she was driving for the whole trip. I’m not surprised, she liked driving. The two small trucks pulling the boats were going with us. Mike also got Sabreena with Kathy and Jasmine teen girls to go with us too. I noticed the twins, Kirsten and Carol had been moved to Brian’s truck. They were sitting in the front with Ian. They seemed to be hitting it off well. I was about to start the motor when the door opened and Stephen came in.
“Here,” Steve told him. “Sit up here with your Mum. You are co-pilot until we get to the Lakes.”
Stephen slipped into the seat opposite me and Steve went back to join Jenny and Jeremy.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him.
“Since I will be learning to drive soon, Dad thought I should come and sit with you. You can show me a bit about it.”
More devious planned by my husband I realised, to distract my son from some young blonde women.
Sabreena left first, followed by Riya in the first camper. I went next to be followed by the two boats with Peter behind that where he could take things more slowly. We went on through the town and out onto Highway 12 but it was a bit strange that in this town we were going south before the road turned back north again.
As I got the camper up to speed, going up through the gears, I was telling Stephen about two types of vehicles, automatic and mannual drive. I could see he was listening and watching closely.
We were on the open road now. Moving along at a good pace. I was showing Stephen how I used the steering to turn smoothly through the corners by crossing over my hands on the steering wheel. He had never seen that style of driving before and I explained how I had more control corning. We continued talking while he watched me driving. He was asking if this big vehicle was easy to drive and we were talking about it. I got the impression that he was quite impressed that I could drive it.
“She's a good driver,” I heard Steve call out. “You'll see when we get to the Lakes. The track to the camp will show her driving skills.”
'What was this?' I thought.
Finally, we came to the turn-off marked Kia Iwi Lakes. I thought we were almost there but it turned out we still had quite away to go. While this was a narrow backroad, it was still sealed until we reached the lakes. When we came over the last hill, there was the lake in front of us. What a beautiful place.
We stopped for a minute while Riya took a couple of photos and made a quick video.
“Here,” Steve told him. “Sit up here with your Mum. You are co-pilot until we get to the Lakes.”
Stephen slipped into the seat opposite me and Steve went back to join Jenny and Jeremy.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him.
“Since I will be learning to drive soon, Dad thought I should come and sit with you. You can show me a bit about it.”
More devious planned by my husband I realised, to distract my son from some young blonde women.
Sabreena left first, followed by Riya in the first camper. I went next to be followed by the two boats with Peter behind that where he could take things more slowly. We went on through the town and out onto Highway 12 but it was a bit strange that in this town we were going south before the road turned back north again.
As I got the camper up to speed, going up through the gears, I was telling Stephen about two types of vehicles, automatic and mannual drive. I could see he was listening and watching closely.
We were on the open road now. Moving along at a good pace. I was showing Stephen how I used the steering to turn smoothly through the corners by crossing over my hands on the steering wheel. He had never seen that style of driving before and I explained how I had more control corning. We continued talking while he watched me driving. He was asking if this big vehicle was easy to drive and we were talking about it. I got the impression that he was quite impressed that I could drive it.
“She's a good driver,” I heard Steve call out. “You'll see when we get to the Lakes. The track to the camp will show her driving skills.”
'What was this?' I thought.
Finally, we came to the turn-off marked Kia Iwi Lakes. I thought we were almost there but it turned out we still had quite away to go. While this was a narrow backroad, it was still sealed until we reached the lakes. When we came over the last hill, there was the lake in front of us. What a beautiful place.
We stopped for a minute while Riya took a couple of photos and made a quick video.
When we moved off again, Steve was sitting beside me again. Brian left first with Sabreena right behind him. Riya went next and I followed her. Ian came behind in Simon's truck. Peter would be after them once he arrived. He was hoping to get to the camp before the other vehicles caught up.
“Put your seat belts on,” he called behind him. “This track is rough. You're going to need them.”
Wondering what was so bad in front of me, we passed one of the camping grounds and came to the turn-off to where we were camping. Suddenly the road became grass with two sandy wheel tracks. Soon we came to a place where the sand was soft Mike had taken over and driven Sabreena's car through. He came back and I could see Mike talking to Riya and then he came back to me.
“I hear you’ve driven in soft sand before, Amita,” he said.
I agreed that I had with Ian in the outback.
“Yeah, Riya just told me. Ok, now follow her through. Stay to the left for this first one, it looks like the right side is better for the next sand patch. The last one is the worst; you’ll just have to do the best you can there. Brian is ready to pull you through if you get stuck.”
We watched Riya take the other camper through. Stephen, Jeremy and Jenny were standing behind us, watching too.
“That is rough,” Stephen gasped. “Can you get through that, Mum?”
“Yes, I think so,” I said, not so sure of myself now. “Going to have a good go at it.”
“That's the girl,” I heard Steve say.
“It's a lot worse than last year,” Jenny said. “I drove this camper through then. I wouldn't do it now.”
Turning to those behind me, Steve said, “Belt in. This is going to be rough! It is a lot worse.”
He then turned and smiled and said, “You'll be fine, Amita. I know you've got this.”
“Put your seat belts on,” he called behind him. “This track is rough. You're going to need them.”
Wondering what was so bad in front of me, we passed one of the camping grounds and came to the turn-off to where we were camping. Suddenly the road became grass with two sandy wheel tracks. Soon we came to a place where the sand was soft Mike had taken over and driven Sabreena's car through. He came back and I could see Mike talking to Riya and then he came back to me.
“I hear you’ve driven in soft sand before, Amita,” he said.
I agreed that I had with Ian in the outback.
“Yeah, Riya just told me. Ok, now follow her through. Stay to the left for this first one, it looks like the right side is better for the next sand patch. The last one is the worst; you’ll just have to do the best you can there. Brian is ready to pull you through if you get stuck.”
We watched Riya take the other camper through. Stephen, Jeremy and Jenny were standing behind us, watching too.
“That is rough,” Stephen gasped. “Can you get through that, Mum?”
“Yes, I think so,” I said, not so sure of myself now. “Going to have a good go at it.”
“That's the girl,” I heard Steve say.
“It's a lot worse than last year,” Jenny said. “I drove this camper through then. I wouldn't do it now.”
Turning to those behind me, Steve said, “Belt in. This is going to be rough! It is a lot worse.”
He then turned and smiled and said, “You'll be fine, Amita. I know you've got this.”
When Mike waved, I moved forward into the sand. The first sand patch was bumpy but I found firm ground under our wheels and got through easily.
At the second sand patch, we stopped to wait for Riya to clear the soft sand and then followed her through. That one went well. Like Mike had said the right side worked better that time.
Now we came to the last sand patch, the worst one. Longer too. We could see the camper in front jump around as Riya fought to keep going straight.
“She’s having a fight there. Looks like she might be in trouble,” Steve said. "She's got into a deep spot."
We watched as the camper moved slowly as the soft sand churned under her wheels. Slowly, but surely she crept forward. I wasn't sure she was going to make it.
“Don’t stop, Riya,” Steve breathed out loud. “Keep it going, girl.” Then he added, “If she stops, she’ll be stuck!”
But Riya didn’t stop, she managed to get that big van all the way through.
“Ok, our turn now, Amita. You still want to do this?” Steve asked me.
“I’d like to try if you are okay with it,” I replied.
“If this van is going to get stuck there is nothing either of us can do. Just go slowly, try to keep moving and keep straight,” he told me.
By now Mike was waving at us to move forward so engaging a low gear I moved into the soft sand. Almost straight away I was struggling, fighting the wheel to keep us straight. It is impossible to find where the hard ground is under the sand. Steve was watching and offered some advice to move further to the left than Riya had been. The wheels caught some sold ground and the van jumped forward. A bit of bumping around with two wheels on solid ground and two in soft sand but we were steadily moving forward.
Suddenly the hard ground ran out, dropping us into the deep sand. I crept forward as the van bucked around trying to find a grip. I was fighting the steering wheel which was trying to turn us and drag us deeper into the sand. We were slipping now, hardly moving forward. I thought any moment I would be stuck. Then suddenly the front wheels found hard ground, the van jumped forward as the front wheels pulled us out and we were through.
“Well, done Amita,” Steve said. “I thought we were stuck there for a moment.”
“So did I,” I admitted.
His seat belt was off and he was over giving me a hug.
That was when Commander Mike tapped on the window. “Move along, please. No orgies here,” he said. “You can celebrate later. Ian is coming behind you.”
Laughing as Steve took his seat, we drove on into the campground where Riya was already waiting to direct us to our parking place.
At the second sand patch, we stopped to wait for Riya to clear the soft sand and then followed her through. That one went well. Like Mike had said the right side worked better that time.
Now we came to the last sand patch, the worst one. Longer too. We could see the camper in front jump around as Riya fought to keep going straight.
“She’s having a fight there. Looks like she might be in trouble,” Steve said. "She's got into a deep spot."
We watched as the camper moved slowly as the soft sand churned under her wheels. Slowly, but surely she crept forward. I wasn't sure she was going to make it.
“Don’t stop, Riya,” Steve breathed out loud. “Keep it going, girl.” Then he added, “If she stops, she’ll be stuck!”
But Riya didn’t stop, she managed to get that big van all the way through.
“Ok, our turn now, Amita. You still want to do this?” Steve asked me.
“I’d like to try if you are okay with it,” I replied.
“If this van is going to get stuck there is nothing either of us can do. Just go slowly, try to keep moving and keep straight,” he told me.
By now Mike was waving at us to move forward so engaging a low gear I moved into the soft sand. Almost straight away I was struggling, fighting the wheel to keep us straight. It is impossible to find where the hard ground is under the sand. Steve was watching and offered some advice to move further to the left than Riya had been. The wheels caught some sold ground and the van jumped forward. A bit of bumping around with two wheels on solid ground and two in soft sand but we were steadily moving forward.
Suddenly the hard ground ran out, dropping us into the deep sand. I crept forward as the van bucked around trying to find a grip. I was fighting the steering wheel which was trying to turn us and drag us deeper into the sand. We were slipping now, hardly moving forward. I thought any moment I would be stuck. Then suddenly the front wheels found hard ground, the van jumped forward as the front wheels pulled us out and we were through.
“Well, done Amita,” Steve said. “I thought we were stuck there for a moment.”
“So did I,” I admitted.
His seat belt was off and he was over giving me a hug.
That was when Commander Mike tapped on the window. “Move along, please. No orgies here,” he said. “You can celebrate later. Ian is coming behind you.”
Laughing as Steve took his seat, we drove on into the campground where Riya was already waiting to direct us to our parking place.
I got out of the van and I was still shaking. My arms hurt too. Stephen came up and smiled at me. Everyone else was there too.
“That was great Mum,” he said stepping forward to give me a hug. I was a bit surprised. I hadn't got more than a quick peck on the cheek, for a while now. And that was only when no one else was watching.
Stephen looked up and saw the twins looking at him. “What's wrong? Can't a son hug his mother.”
“Of course,” Kirsten replied.
“We can hug our Mum too,” Carol added as she hugged Jenny.
Stepping back she added, “I'm sorry about before. I shouldn't have said those things to you, Mum.”
Jenny reached forward, her hand brushing over her daughter's hair. She was smiling with tears in her eyes.
“We know you were trying to look after us,” Kirsten added. “We promise to be good.”
“And no more boy's hands down the front of your bikini pants!” Jenny said.
“Mum! Don't say that!” Carol said.
“That is embarrassing,” Kristen added.
“I'm not embarrassed,” Jenny said. “It wasn't me caught with a man's hand down my front.”
“But Mum!...”
“Go on, Kirsten,” Jenny said looking at her daughter. “Say it.”
“Mum!”
“I mean it, Kirsten. Say it!”
“Ok,” Kirsten replied. “No boy's hands where they shouldn't be.”
Then Carol got a cheeky grin on her face, “That is unless you say he can.”
“As if that will ever happen,” Jenny laughed with her cheeky daughter.
“That goes for you too, Stephen. Behave yourself. Keep your hands to yourself for the rest of this camp, and don't let these two tempt you,” I said.
Stephen looked at me for a moment, like I had grown two heads. Then he looked down, “Yes, Mum.” he said.
“Well, that sorted that out,” Mike said. “Let's get this camp...”
“That was great Mum,” he said stepping forward to give me a hug. I was a bit surprised. I hadn't got more than a quick peck on the cheek, for a while now. And that was only when no one else was watching.
Stephen looked up and saw the twins looking at him. “What's wrong? Can't a son hug his mother.”
“Of course,” Kirsten replied.
“We can hug our Mum too,” Carol added as she hugged Jenny.
Stepping back she added, “I'm sorry about before. I shouldn't have said those things to you, Mum.”
Jenny reached forward, her hand brushing over her daughter's hair. She was smiling with tears in her eyes.
“We know you were trying to look after us,” Kirsten added. “We promise to be good.”
“And no more boy's hands down the front of your bikini pants!” Jenny said.
“Mum! Don't say that!” Carol said.
“That is embarrassing,” Kristen added.
“I'm not embarrassed,” Jenny said. “It wasn't me caught with a man's hand down my front.”
“But Mum!...”
“Go on, Kirsten,” Jenny said looking at her daughter. “Say it.”
“Mum!”
“I mean it, Kirsten. Say it!”
“Ok,” Kirsten replied. “No boy's hands where they shouldn't be.”
Then Carol got a cheeky grin on her face, “That is unless you say he can.”
“As if that will ever happen,” Jenny laughed with her cheeky daughter.
“That goes for you too, Stephen. Behave yourself. Keep your hands to yourself for the rest of this camp, and don't let these two tempt you,” I said.
Stephen looked at me for a moment, like I had grown two heads. Then he looked down, “Yes, Mum.” he said.
“Well, that sorted that out,” Mike said. “Let's get this camp...”
“That bloody useless hunk of shit!” Peter said striding towards us. “I've got stuck, I need a pull-out.”
“Brian and Ian, see what you can do about getting him out,” Mike said. “You teens, go with them, it's back wheel drive so all get in the very back of the van. Crowd in as many as you can. Get some weight on the back wheels.”
I went with them and watched the men pull out a steel cable to the van. I got in with the kids and we crowded in the back. Yes, we did crowd a bit close. I noticed Carol tightly against Stephen. But I didn't say anything. They'd say they were just doing what they were told to do.
And yes, Brian's truck managed to quickly pull the van clear before the rest of the vehicles began to arrive. They then helped a few others but most got through by themselves.
“Brian and Ian, see what you can do about getting him out,” Mike said. “You teens, go with them, it's back wheel drive so all get in the very back of the van. Crowd in as many as you can. Get some weight on the back wheels.”
I went with them and watched the men pull out a steel cable to the van. I got in with the kids and we crowded in the back. Yes, we did crowd a bit close. I noticed Carol tightly against Stephen. But I didn't say anything. They'd say they were just doing what they were told to do.
And yes, Brian's truck managed to quickly pull the van clear before the rest of the vehicles began to arrive. They then helped a few others but most got through by themselves.
We reached the camping area and Commander Mike started organising us. I was given the job of getting the cooking area sorted as we needed to begin preparing for dinner as soon as possible. It was already well into the afternoon.
The men were unloading tents and placing them at each tent site. Soon tents were starting to go up. It began looking like a camp. I had the twins with me and I noticed Stephen was helping Ian. Nisha, my daughter was with Shanti, they had a box each going from tent to tent handing out solar lights.
I had everything sorted when some more of the women joined us. Quickly we worked as a team preparing and cooking the evening meal. We also got a chance for a quick swim which was nice. When I returned to the cooking, I found Mary and Greeshma had taken over and the twins were working with them getting the final preparations done for dinner.
After dinner, Ian helped Riya do a video for her class in India. It seems there is a pop-up satellite dish on top of the camper I had been driving. Trust Steve to have all the toys!
"I like hard things that pop up too," I told him. Ha! Ha!
"I'm sure that can be arranged later," he replied.
(But it didn't happen with Steve later. He got distracted with Gaja and Nishi while I went on to some other fun myself.)
First Riya showed a short video taken in the museum followed by a video of the kids playing on the pirate ship in Dargaville. And there I was, climbing up a rope ladder to the top deck. Who took that video?
“That's a sexy-looking pirate,” Peter whispered to Sarvash.
“What's she doing up there?” Sarvesh replied shaking his head. LOL.
I just giggled.
Riya then play a video of the camp and lake showing the tents we were staying in and where we did the cooking. When she went back to live video again, care had to be taken that only those of us wearing clothes could be seen. It was funny knowing that all the rest outside of the picture were naked. Finally, since it was a clear, dark, night, Ian tried showing them the Southern Cross. With the camera they were using Steve was able to zoom in and show them the four stars that appear in the New Zealand national flag.
Once the session ended, Ian went on to show us some of the other stars in the New Zealand night sky. Mike helped him with that too. By now many of the kids were getting tired and we put them all in the Kid’s Tents for the night. Betty and Mary spent the first night sleeping there and keeping an eye on them.
The men were unloading tents and placing them at each tent site. Soon tents were starting to go up. It began looking like a camp. I had the twins with me and I noticed Stephen was helping Ian. Nisha, my daughter was with Shanti, they had a box each going from tent to tent handing out solar lights.
I had everything sorted when some more of the women joined us. Quickly we worked as a team preparing and cooking the evening meal. We also got a chance for a quick swim which was nice. When I returned to the cooking, I found Mary and Greeshma had taken over and the twins were working with them getting the final preparations done for dinner.
After dinner, Ian helped Riya do a video for her class in India. It seems there is a pop-up satellite dish on top of the camper I had been driving. Trust Steve to have all the toys!
"I like hard things that pop up too," I told him. Ha! Ha!
"I'm sure that can be arranged later," he replied.
(But it didn't happen with Steve later. He got distracted with Gaja and Nishi while I went on to some other fun myself.)
First Riya showed a short video taken in the museum followed by a video of the kids playing on the pirate ship in Dargaville. And there I was, climbing up a rope ladder to the top deck. Who took that video?
“That's a sexy-looking pirate,” Peter whispered to Sarvash.
“What's she doing up there?” Sarvesh replied shaking his head. LOL.
I just giggled.
Riya then play a video of the camp and lake showing the tents we were staying in and where we did the cooking. When she went back to live video again, care had to be taken that only those of us wearing clothes could be seen. It was funny knowing that all the rest outside of the picture were naked. Finally, since it was a clear, dark, night, Ian tried showing them the Southern Cross. With the camera they were using Steve was able to zoom in and show them the four stars that appear in the New Zealand national flag.
Once the session ended, Ian went on to show us some of the other stars in the New Zealand night sky. Mike helped him with that too. By now many of the kids were getting tired and we put them all in the Kid’s Tents for the night. Betty and Mary spent the first night sleeping there and keeping an eye on them.
Meanwhile, people were dividing up and finding sex partners for the night. I noticed Greeshma got herself some fun too. She joined a group of two young couples which she and Mary took back to their tent. I heard she had a couple of men that night, first with the Australian Gordon and then with the Japanese man Masanori from New Zealand. Naughty Granny!
I got an offer from Ragash, Joseph’s son. When I got there, some of the other young ones were there. It seems I was by far the eldest one there. Yes, it became a bit of an orgy. Highlights for me were Katrina eating my pussy and finding traces of male cum. I had to admit to fucking Steve in the camper van. Ragesh was good. He knew how to make me cum. Then Jeremy and Joyce had a lot of fun with me. Finally, I ended with Michael. He fucked me gently and slowly until a mild rolling orgasm.
I left the tent as I decided I needed a shower. On the way I met Hansini who had come out of a tent with the two Japanese men, Hirohiko and Kenshin. Why did she get two men? That's not fair and I told them so. Quickly they invited me to join them after we all have a shower.
When we reached the shower block we discovered Gordon with the two older ladies, Greeshma and Mary. He had Greeshma bent over and was fucking her from behind while Mary watched.
Well, seeing them fucking got us started too. And we were all having fun when Jasmine and Ian walked in, followed by Jaynitha and David. That really got the party going. It was soon a full on orgy under the showers.
But suddenly things changed for me. I had just finished with Ian when Gordon walked over to tell me my son was outside with Jenny's twins. That was a show stopper for everyone as I went off to find Sarvesh, Peter and Jenny. (What happened then will be in a future story but just let me say that was the end of any more sex for me that night.
There was more fun in the morning where I ended up staying the rest of the night with Pater and Jenny. Sarvesh and Jenny really got it going while I left with Peter. He was going for a run with Mike and a few other guys while I had to be up to be with the kids. We decided to let them have a swim before we had to start cooking. But when I arrived, some of the men had taken the kids for a morning walk so that is how I found myself sitting on the sand bank overlooking the lake and the beach.
I got an offer from Ragash, Joseph’s son. When I got there, some of the other young ones were there. It seems I was by far the eldest one there. Yes, it became a bit of an orgy. Highlights for me were Katrina eating my pussy and finding traces of male cum. I had to admit to fucking Steve in the camper van. Ragesh was good. He knew how to make me cum. Then Jeremy and Joyce had a lot of fun with me. Finally, I ended with Michael. He fucked me gently and slowly until a mild rolling orgasm.
I left the tent as I decided I needed a shower. On the way I met Hansini who had come out of a tent with the two Japanese men, Hirohiko and Kenshin. Why did she get two men? That's not fair and I told them so. Quickly they invited me to join them after we all have a shower.
When we reached the shower block we discovered Gordon with the two older ladies, Greeshma and Mary. He had Greeshma bent over and was fucking her from behind while Mary watched.
Well, seeing them fucking got us started too. And we were all having fun when Jasmine and Ian walked in, followed by Jaynitha and David. That really got the party going. It was soon a full on orgy under the showers.
But suddenly things changed for me. I had just finished with Ian when Gordon walked over to tell me my son was outside with Jenny's twins. That was a show stopper for everyone as I went off to find Sarvesh, Peter and Jenny. (What happened then will be in a future story but just let me say that was the end of any more sex for me that night.
There was more fun in the morning where I ended up staying the rest of the night with Pater and Jenny. Sarvesh and Jenny really got it going while I left with Peter. He was going for a run with Mike and a few other guys while I had to be up to be with the kids. We decided to let them have a swim before we had to start cooking. But when I arrived, some of the men had taken the kids for a morning walk so that is how I found myself sitting on the sand bank overlooking the lake and the beach.
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Down in the water infront of me, it was quiet and calm again now. Just the occasional noise from the camp behind me. The game of football was over and everyone was gone. No doubt, they were tucking into a hearty breakfast after their swim and beach games.
Like I said at the beginning of my story, I am sitting enjoying the view out over the lake. The stillness had returned, the water was calm and smooth again, reflecting the trees on the other side. Yes, it was going to be another beautiful day today, in fact, the weather forecast as being good for our whole time camping here.
My thoughts were broken when my daughter Nisha was beside me. “Come on Mum,” she said. “Breakfast is ready.”
Like I said at the beginning of my story, I am sitting enjoying the view out over the lake. The stillness had returned, the water was calm and smooth again, reflecting the trees on the other side. Yes, it was going to be another beautiful day today, in fact, the weather forecast as being good for our whole time camping here.
My thoughts were broken when my daughter Nisha was beside me. “Come on Mum,” she said. “Breakfast is ready.”
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Over breakfast, I was listening to the men planning the day for us.
“We need some iron sand for the experiment Riya is going to do online for her school kids,” Ian said.
“Where do we get that? The sand at the lake looks too white,” Riya said.
“We need to go out to the coast. This far north there is not so much iron in the sand. It's not as black as in Auckland but there should be enough for our needs,” Mike said.
“Where is the nearest beach?” Sarvesh asked.
“Actually, it's closer than you think. There is no public road there but we can walk there in about 30 minutes. We should go this evening after dinner and watch the sunset,” Shanti suggested.
“That will get the kids tied too,” Jenny added.
We all knew what she meant by that. Put the kids to bed and then we can have fun.
“We need some iron sand for the experiment Riya is going to do online for her school kids,” Ian said.
“Where do we get that? The sand at the lake looks too white,” Riya said.
“We need to go out to the coast. This far north there is not so much iron in the sand. It's not as black as in Auckland but there should be enough for our needs,” Mike said.
“Where is the nearest beach?” Sarvesh asked.
“Actually, it's closer than you think. There is no public road there but we can walk there in about 30 minutes. We should go this evening after dinner and watch the sunset,” Shanti suggested.
“That will get the kids tied too,” Jenny added.
We all knew what she meant by that. Put the kids to bed and then we can have fun.
“What about the van?” Steve asked. "Can we do anything with that?”
“I brought some Gunk when we were in Daragaville. We could give the ratator a flush and put a can of that in. It might get the crack,” Peter said. “We can replace the top hose at the same time. It's looking a bit sad too.”
“Certainly worth a try. Even if it just gets us back to Auckland,” Brian said.
“Shall we do it first thing? We won't need many tools,” Ian asked.
“I brought a tool kit with us,” Peter added. "Should have all we need.”
“Ok, I'll go over to borrow a hose of the ranger. Can you guys get the van up on some blocks or something.”
“I brought some Gunk when we were in Daragaville. We could give the ratator a flush and put a can of that in. It might get the crack,” Peter said. “We can replace the top hose at the same time. It's looking a bit sad too.”
“Certainly worth a try. Even if it just gets us back to Auckland,” Brian said.
“Shall we do it first thing? We won't need many tools,” Ian asked.
“I brought a tool kit with us,” Peter added. "Should have all we need.”
“Ok, I'll go over to borrow a hose of the ranger. Can you guys get the van up on some blocks or something.”
So they were going to fix the van. At first, I thought to give that a miss but then I noticed Riya and Rachel were getting involved. Others were going to watch too. So I didn't want those young girls getting into helping and showing me up. I knew that the men would like that and be happy to 'help' those two girls tonight too. I wasn't going to let them get ahead of me.
Anyway, they found some large concrete bricks behind the shower and toilet building. Ian used some planks he found for a ramp and made us all stand back as Peter drove the van up onto the bricks.
As Mike arrived back Peter had the seats lifted up ready to work on the engine. Meanwhile, Ian was lying under the van and Riya was with him.
“I think you should become a mechanic, Riya,” Peter said.
“Yeah, dressed like that, they'll be queuing to get in,” Joseph laughed.
I could see what he meant. Riya was still naked and while her head and upper body under the van, her pussy was on show for all to see. I don't think with her legs parted like that she realised how much she was displaying.
“Riya, you are showing your pussy,” I told her.
“I can't help it,” she replied. “I've got to get this undone.”
Anyway, they got this plug thing undone and dirty water was allowed to drain away. Mike had connected the hose to a tap and they used the water to wash more dirty water out. Mike asked if I wanted to help so I agreed. He told me we were going to replace a radiator hose that Peter had brought. Leaning over so I could reach down into the motor I suddenly realised that being naked, I was probably showing even more than Riya was. Anyway, it was too late to think about that now. I was using this screwdriver thing to undo the clips around this rubber hose.
Screwdriver - Sounds like a good name for a few big cocks I know! Oops! Sorry, I was getting a bit distracted here. Warning! Another rabbit hole!
I took the hose off and cleaned around where it fitted with a cloth. I was feeling good about myself being able to fix this van. With Mike's help, I fitted the new hose and began to tighten the clips again.
Yes, like that, bending over into the van, my ass was in the air, my bum and pussy lips must have been really exposed. If I had thought, I could have put on a bikini bottom but then, I wasn't too worried about giving a sexy show.
Then I felt a finger run down the crack between my bum cheeks. “Looks like we have an assistant for Riya's car repair shop,” I heard Payam say.
“Hey! Don't touch me,” I cried out as I brought my head up and bumped it against the seat.
“Watch out, Amita,” Sarvesh said. “The last thing we need is a pain in the head.”
These men with their silly jokes!
So when I had finished, Riya was out from under the van now, having tightened the plug back in.
“You got the Gunk?” Ian asked Peter.
“Yeah, it's here, mate,” Peter said.
“Gunk? Is that a real word?” I asked.
“Sure it is. A technical term.”
“No way! You guys are making it up,” I said.
“No, it's real. Look at this,” Ian said.
He showed me the can and in large letters it said 'GUNK'!
I still think they are teasing me.
Anyway, to complete my story. They got Riya to pour the contents of this can into the motor ratator and she put the cap on. Peter started the motor and backed off the ramp. Now we all watched as the van ran quietly with the cap open again. When the water went down they got me to keep adding water until it stayed level.
“Looks good,” Ian said. “Shall we give it a run?”
Three of them got in the van. Riya was going to go too until Mike stopped her. "You better not go like that," her mum Mandara told her.
Anyway, they found some large concrete bricks behind the shower and toilet building. Ian used some planks he found for a ramp and made us all stand back as Peter drove the van up onto the bricks.
As Mike arrived back Peter had the seats lifted up ready to work on the engine. Meanwhile, Ian was lying under the van and Riya was with him.
“I think you should become a mechanic, Riya,” Peter said.
“Yeah, dressed like that, they'll be queuing to get in,” Joseph laughed.
I could see what he meant. Riya was still naked and while her head and upper body under the van, her pussy was on show for all to see. I don't think with her legs parted like that she realised how much she was displaying.
“Riya, you are showing your pussy,” I told her.
“I can't help it,” she replied. “I've got to get this undone.”
Anyway, they got this plug thing undone and dirty water was allowed to drain away. Mike had connected the hose to a tap and they used the water to wash more dirty water out. Mike asked if I wanted to help so I agreed. He told me we were going to replace a radiator hose that Peter had brought. Leaning over so I could reach down into the motor I suddenly realised that being naked, I was probably showing even more than Riya was. Anyway, it was too late to think about that now. I was using this screwdriver thing to undo the clips around this rubber hose.
Screwdriver - Sounds like a good name for a few big cocks I know! Oops! Sorry, I was getting a bit distracted here. Warning! Another rabbit hole!
I took the hose off and cleaned around where it fitted with a cloth. I was feeling good about myself being able to fix this van. With Mike's help, I fitted the new hose and began to tighten the clips again.
Yes, like that, bending over into the van, my ass was in the air, my bum and pussy lips must have been really exposed. If I had thought, I could have put on a bikini bottom but then, I wasn't too worried about giving a sexy show.
Then I felt a finger run down the crack between my bum cheeks. “Looks like we have an assistant for Riya's car repair shop,” I heard Payam say.
“Hey! Don't touch me,” I cried out as I brought my head up and bumped it against the seat.
“Watch out, Amita,” Sarvesh said. “The last thing we need is a pain in the head.”
These men with their silly jokes!
So when I had finished, Riya was out from under the van now, having tightened the plug back in.
“You got the Gunk?” Ian asked Peter.
“Yeah, it's here, mate,” Peter said.
“Gunk? Is that a real word?” I asked.
“Sure it is. A technical term.”
“No way! You guys are making it up,” I said.
“No, it's real. Look at this,” Ian said.
He showed me the can and in large letters it said 'GUNK'!
I still think they are teasing me.
Anyway, to complete my story. They got Riya to pour the contents of this can into the motor ratator and she put the cap on. Peter started the motor and backed off the ramp. Now we all watched as the van ran quietly with the cap open again. When the water went down they got me to keep adding water until it stayed level.
“Looks good,” Ian said. “Shall we give it a run?”
Three of them got in the van. Riya was going to go too until Mike stopped her. "You better not go like that," her mum Mandara told her.
She rushed off and quickly returned wearing shorts and a shirt. The points of her nipples showed she was wearing nothing underneath. Soon they left with Ian and Simon following in Simon's truck. They were gone about half an hour, just out to the main road and back. They were smiling seems like our little repair was a success.
“Lucky I was there to fix it for you,” I said with a laugh.
“Of course. What could we do without you Amita,” Ian said.
The guys were still laughing and making jokes as they got out a few beers. Riya was with them, she was naked again. I noticed she was asking more about how a car or van worked. A bit later, I saw them looking at the motor in Simon's truck. They had the motor running and Riya was reaching for something to make the motor roar louder. I think she was learning much more than I could.
I left them to play with their toys. Yes, I told them that and also told them not to play with Riya either. That had them laughing again saying am I jealous.
Men! Who needs them? But then, who can do without them?
“Lucky I was there to fix it for you,” I said with a laugh.
“Of course. What could we do without you Amita,” Ian said.
The guys were still laughing and making jokes as they got out a few beers. Riya was with them, she was naked again. I noticed she was asking more about how a car or van worked. A bit later, I saw them looking at the motor in Simon's truck. They had the motor running and Riya was reaching for something to make the motor roar louder. I think she was learning much more than I could.
I left them to play with their toys. Yes, I told them that and also told them not to play with Riya either. That had them laughing again saying am I jealous.
Men! Who needs them? But then, who can do without them?
Bye from me and the Letters Group,
Amita.
Amita.
THE END!!
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It has been brought to our attention that some readers are misunderstanding our writing here. This whole blog is under a warning that sexual content appears here. We don't hide this and wish to abide by the Blogspot rules. If you have a problem with a page, please leave a comment at the bottom so we can review and fix your concern. Just reporting to Blogspot doesn't help us to know what exactly the problem is and so we're unable to fix it.
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This blog follows a group of people who belong to a sexual-swapping group based on our real sex-swapping nudist group. As we are in real life, the characters in these stories are mainly married and some do have young children. While these children might be mentioned, in no cases will they be involved in any sexual activities. This follows what we do when the writer's team meet for our real parties. Lots of fun, lots of sex but no kids!
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Another great story Mary and Susan.
ReplyDeleteWith all the rebuilding you've got going on in that blog, I was surprised you had time to write a new story.
I loved the humour you put in it. A bit of fun, a bit of sex and some serious travel. A good mixture.
Allan Sr.
Thanks Allan.
DeleteWhat happened to your blog? You seemed to have lost all formatting for a while yesterday.
ReplyDeleteAllan Sr.
There was a problem but I think it was in our basic coding from the Blogspot wed site. It went away when we closed and rebooted the site.
DeleteAsami
Great story. I enjoyed it. I also liked how you have a parallel story about the men and kids swimming in the lake. That was clever, almost like Amita sitting on the bank dreaming about what happened the day before.
ReplyDeleteIt is things like this Mary that make your writing more complex and mature.
Now a couple of small problems where the line return was left out. This creates a space in the text but doesn't put a new line, a new thought or, as in these cases a new person talking on a new line. It looks to me like someone has added extra lines in and not finished it off properly. I just went in and fixed it for you.
Rita.