Story 308 - Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven.

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Hi from Mike.
        The Lake Camp was going well, and we were over halfway through. On Thursday, there had been a bit of a glitch with some younger teenage girls, but a camp meeting got that sorted. They realised they had overstepped and would now behave themselves.
        Anyway, we planned to keep a closer eye on the younger ones, especially the twins. While we could have just allowed them to come into the adult group since they were almost eighteen, the way they had forced our hand meant we had to go through with some form of punishment for breaking the rules.
                (See Story 304 Stephen and the Twins.) and (See Story 306 The Older Teens Meeting.)

        The plan for that morning, a walk down to the ocean beach on the coast. It wasn’t that far, taking less than an hour to walk there. Our goal was to view the coast and collect a small bucket of black iron sand that Rita wanted for her online show that afternoon. Since it was an easy walk across farmland, almost everyone came with us.
        The last part was a scramble down the sand dunes onto the flat sand of the beach. We didn’t intend to go swimming as we had been told that this beach was dangerous. These West Coast beaches are a bit like that, with rough surf, rips, and undertows, so we settled for having a look around. Some of us paddled in the water but never went in much deeper than our knees. The kids got into a game where they would go down the beach as far as they could, then run back as a wave came in, so they didn't get their feet wet. Some of us adults joined in, too.
        Riya got her sample of sand. It wasn’t as good as she would have got down near Auckland. The sand up here was a lot lighter in colour since it has less iron content. But it would be enough for the purpose she wanted it for.
        While Stephen videoed, Ian and Riya dug into a sand dune to reach the darker sand under the surface. That video would be played during Riya’s show later with a short clip of some of us playing chicken with the waves.
        Once we got back to camp, we spread the sand out in the sun. It had been a bit damp under the surface sand, so we wanted to dry it before we could do our science experiment later. (See Story 307 Riya's Update - Day Three Camping.)

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        The afternoon was spent relaxing around the camp until it was time for Riya’s show. We used the satellite dish on Steve’s camper to get a connection, and I learnt we were transmitting to two schools this time. One was in the outback town they had visited in Australia, and the other was the school where Riya taught in India.
        Of course, it goes without saying that all those who would be appearing on camera had to get dressed. By that, I mean fully dressed, bikinis and swimsuits were not allowed. I believe Riya herself will be telling you about this show, so I won’t go into details here. (See Story 307 Riya's Update - Day Three Camping.)
        Where I became involved was helping with the science part, where we used a magnet to extract the iron out of the sand we had collected. We were left with a small pile of very black material, which I explained New Zealand used to make steel.

        After dinner, the kids went off and watched a video movie that night using the internet feed we had set up. The rest of us prepared for the big event of the night, a Saree Strip Contest. Again, most of the group got involved in some way, either the women, doing the strip from a saree, being the man “helping” her undress or just being the audience watching. Of course, we were all involved in the sexual fun that followed.
        This brings us to the main point of my story. The fun for most of us men involved having sex with the women we had helped get naked. The women had chosen us, knowing that sex might be part of the show.
        So, after that bit of action, we had broken out some beers and were relaxing, watching as a few of the women were continuing with some of the younger men. Amita and Hansini, again! Should have known! You can't keep your hands off Michael, my son, can you? Anyway, he and Joseph's son Ragesh seemed to be giving back as much as they were getting. Gave a good account of themselves with two more experienced women. Or should I say, two cradle-snatchers! LOL!
        But the highlight of that part of the evening was what Jasmine did with Payam and Gaja. You already know that this girl is into threesomes. Well, the two men offered, and she wasn’t going to say, no.
        So there she was in front of everyone. Down on her hands and knees, her slim little body taking a cock at both ends. She ended in two wild orgasms with Payam pulling out of her mouth so she could breathe. He went down to the other end to have his turn after his friend and took Jasmine to yet another orgasm for both of them. Another naughty girl, that one.

        When the saree strip game started, I had been picked by Nishi, the maid who had sneaked in to visit Steve one night. (See Story 216 The Final Days - Part Four.) She was now married to that poor waiter my wife was lusting after. Yes, I hear Shanti finally got him, too, the first night here at this camp. (See Story 302 Unfinished Business.) She seems to be able to pick them. Said he had a nice cock and knew how to use it. Says something, coming from Shanti.
        So, getting back to my story, I stripped this sexy Indian woman while she got me naked too. By the time I had her clothes off, playing with her while I did, Nishi was so hot for me. She got me down on my back, then after sucking me off a bit to ensure I was hard, she rode me cowgirl style.
        There she was bouncing up and down on my cock, having a right, wild time. Tits were dancing around, too, until I reached up for them. She was having fun, that is, until I moved my hand down from her tits to use the old clitty pinch trick.
        She wasn't watching, wasn't expecting it. Had her eyes closed, I think. Wow! Did she go off? It was amazing. She cried out as her body jumped. Almost fell off if I hadn't grabbed her by the waist.
        I'd got her off another once more before I cum. She was a little hot one. No wonder my mate Steve enjoyed her that night in India.
        Probably, the sexist part was when she pulled back off me, rubbed her fingers in her wet pussy and then licked them clean. She even offered some to me, too. Mix of her and my cum. Tasted not too bad, actually.

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        So, as the evening was about to end and we were having some beers, I was sitting beside Roxanne. Somewhere along the line, this young woman had lost her sarong and was now naked like me.
        I gave a few glances at her, checking out her naked body. She was a young beauty. Nice-sized tits, not large like her mother's, but larger than many of the other young girls. While the hair on her head was darker, again, like her mother, her pussy was ginger. Yes, another redhead, kind of attracted by them.
        She saw me looking and smiled. I couldn’t help but notice how she leaned back to further display herself for me. Sexy! I noticed that her pussy was cut lower between her legs, and in that position, she was showing where I hoped to get that holiday. I love it when a woman shows herself like that. It is a real come-and-get-me signal for me.
        I would have loved to have spent the night with her. Such a sexy young lady. Only 18, going on 19. But I also knew she would be with Hamza from India tonight, as she had already asked him for her first time. Yes, she was still a virgin, but not for much longer. That pussy would be popped tonight. So she couldn’t stand him up now, not after asking him. Anyway, if she did, I wouldn’t touch her, as it goes against the respect that this sex group is built on. You don’t take a woman off another man like that. There will be other times, and I'm sure I'll enjoy her then.

        I don’t remember how we got onto the subject, but Jenny was telling everyone how she used to get herself off while watching music videos. I asked her which singer she liked, and to my surprise, she said Led Zeppelin – Stairway to Heaven, a favourite of mine. But she did add that it had to be a live show.
        The details of this video are:-

                Led Zeppelin – lead singer – Robert Plant.
                Led Zeppelin - Guitar – Jimmy Page.
                Led Zeppelin - Song - Stairway To Heaven.
                Led Zeppelin - Place - Live at Earls Court, 1975.

        Seeing the lead singer, Robert Plant, without a shirt. That was obviously part of the attraction for the ladies. Suddenly, I realised why Jenny had insisted it had to be a live show. Got many of the women going, that’s for sure. I saw Amita licking her lips. Naughty girl! Hansini looked to be just as bad. Those two again!
        Jenny, Sharon and Ginger were turned on too. All naughty girls. Allowing an old video to get to them like that. But then, isn't it what we all want? Turned-on women... Whatever it takes... If they come hunting hard meat after the video... We men weren't complaining.
        Now, I’m going to hand over to Nishi to tell this story. You’ll know why when she gets to the end of her part.

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A Song Called 'Stairway to Heaven.'

Hi Nishi here.
        Many of us were listening when Jenny told us about how she made herself cum while listening to music. That was a very sexy idea. Something a bit different.
        It seems she would increase what she was doing with herself in time with the increase as the song develops. According to her, it always worked and provided great orgasms. That alone was an incentive to some of the women in our sex swapping group to give it a go. They were quickly discussing how they would manage it.
        A few got talking with Jenny about it. Having suggested it, she was quickly dragged into the conversation. It should be noticed that about half those present were men, but none of them became involved, just quietly listening. Soon, the women decided to try it, which quickly became a contest. I’m sure the men would appreciate that, watching a group of women having a contest, getting themselves off. So soon the contest was being organised. They decided they would use the same song as Jenny had mentioned.
        Jenny had a copy of it on her phone, which she played for us. I must confess, this was the first time I had heard that song. All the older ones from New Zealand and Australia knew it, were singing along to the words and getting excited about it. I kind of liked it too, although I was struggling to understand the meaning behind this song until Mike explained it to us.
        Steve had hooked up a TV screen, Bluetoothed to his satellite dish. He and Mike had quickly searched on YouTube and found a copy. Up until that point, I thought Led Zeppelin was a person, but now I have come to know it was a group.
        They played the song again, this time with a video of a concert in 1975. That was even before I was born!
        This second time through, the music was beginning to grow on me. Looking at the lead Singer shirtless helped a bit, too. A hot, sexy body on a man is an attraction for me, too. The sweat drops running down his chest! That was hot! I could see how the song began gently and built until a climax right at the end. I also liked how the guitar player was using some kind of double guitar.
        Then there was that last line, sung gently like the beginning and finishing on the word ‘Heaven.’ So powerful! Left you hanging, thinking like, Wow!
        As they discussed how a contest would go, it was decided that the girl who could orgasm closest to that last word would be the winner.
        I laughed when Steve said, “This would involve some careful orgasmic management.”
        But it was true. I was wondering how they would do this until Steve voiced it. Anyone in the contest would need to hold themselves to let go just at the right moment as the song ended. Yes, ‘orgasmic management’ explained it fairly well.
        When they asked me if I wanted to try, I hesitated. This was a big thing and would happen in front of everyone. What I did was usually private to me. Not even Gaja had seen me getting myself off. Of course, why would I do it when he was there and his cock was available?
        Gaja gave me a nudge and said, “Go on, Nishi. Give it a try.”
        “Not in front of everybody,” I whispered back.
        “Well, this will be nothing compared with what you just did with Mike.”
        He did have a point there. Just a while before, I did go the whole way with Mike in front of everyone. But then, I was so caught up in what we were doing that I forgot I had an audience.
        “It will be fun,” he said. “You’ll get a nice orgasm out of it, even if you don’t win.”
        I must admit that the orgasm part sounded interesting. And we did agree before this trip that we would be open and bold, willing to try new things.
        Suddenly, I knew I was going to do it. “Yes,” I called out. “Count me in.”

        Well, the interest in this new game created a problem. They had decided on a maximum of eight women, maybe ten, but twenty girls and women had volunteered to try it. They were trying to work out how this would go. The only way would be more than one contest. Sarvesh came up with what I thought was a suitable solution. The older women who know the song could go first, then those who don’t know the song could go second. They could even have a final, made up of the top competitors from both heats, if required to find a winner. I wasn't so sure about doing it twice.
        In the first heat, there were Shanti, Sharon, Jenny, Kala, Sayako, Chiharu, Ginger, Deanna, Amita and Hansini. All in this first group knew the song and so would have a good idea how it would go. In theory, they should be able to beat any of us in the second group.
        In my heat were Kathy, Riya, Jaynitha, me (Nishi), Rachel, Kalki, Tukiko, Sabreena, Greeshma and Lizamoa. All of us hadn’t heard this song before, and so we weren’t sure how it would fit in with making ourselves cum.
        Steve played the video again for us so we could get an idea of the different parts and when they changed from one to another. I listened closely to the lead-up to that last line and sort of formed a plan in my head on how I would manage it. It is a bit surprising, actually. Here I was attempting to get myself off with my climax at exactly 10 minutes and 29 seconds after I started. Sounds easy, doesn't it?
        Now it was time for the first heat.

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The Contest – First Heat.

        The ten women, naked of course, lay back against some cushions, so their bodies were raised and their legs were spread wide. Yes, this displayed their pussies to all of those of us watching. But wasn't the exhibitionism part of all this?
        As Steve started the video and music, they began to touch and play with themselves.
        I thought it was pretty obvious how this would go. First play and stroke the outside lips during the introduction music before pushing in further and deeper as the song gets faster at each stage of the song. The final instrumental would need to be full-on finger thrusting to get ready for that last line, and then it was just hitting that last word. Well, that is the way I intended to go.
        As I watched the event, I realised that not everyone was doing as I would have done it. Amita got her fingers inside fairly quickly, even before the singing started, while Deanna didn’t get deep inside until almost the end. Shanti had an unusual way where she pushed her two middle fingers deep inside while the fingers on either side rubbed over her wet lips as her thumb worked at her clitty. I’m not sure how she did that. Gaja and I tried later, but I couldn’t get it right. It almost broke my hand.

        Their endings were all over the place, too.
        Sayako lost the plot completely and cum halfway through the song. I think the idea of performing in front of everyone got to her. You could say that was her win.
        Chiharu and Ginger came too early, too. Hansini wasn’t long after that.
        As the song got close to ending, Deanna went next, followed by Sharon and Shanti.
        Kala came just before the word ‘Heaven’ started, and Jenny came just after it finished. It was close. I’m glad I didn’t have to select the winner after that.
        Amita followed not long after the music ended.

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The Contest – Second Heat.

        We moved to lie down in front of the screen where the other women had been. At first, I felt a bit modest about this. Sure, I had been naked almost the entire time we were camping. It was fun being like that, and the nudity had quickly become no problem for me. But this was different, lying there, legs spread wide as I touched and played with myself.
        But I had volunteered for this, and so I made my mind to go through with it. Whatever happened, I was going to have fun and get myself off in front of those watching. I was positioned in about the middle of the group with Jaynitha on one side of me and the New Zealand girl, Rachel, on the other side. Both a lot younger than me.
        Rachel looked back at me and said, “Well, this is something different.”
        I smiled back, “I’ve never used music like this.”
        “Neither have I,” she replied.

        Steve started a music and we all started playing with our pussies. I gently stroked what was already a very wet pussy. As turned on as I already was, I knew I’d have to be careful not to get off too soon. It was going to require some care to get it right. Yes, you’ve guessed it, ‘orgasmic management.’

        [Instrumental Intro]

        I started off lying back on some cushions naked. My legs were openly displaying all my pussy to those watching, but as soon as the music started, I became so involved watching the video and listening to the music. Almost I forgot what I was showing off.
        First, one hand was between my legs, nice and slow, gently stroking over the area above my clitty. It felt nice, but I knew it would never get me off. But I had to hold myself back, slowly build as the song continued, then cum on the last word of the last line.
        Easy to say, but I knew doing it was going to be another matter.

        0:58min
        [Verse 1]

                There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
                And she's buying a stairway to Heaven
                When she gets there, she knows if the stores are all closed
                With a word, she can get what she came for
                Ooh, and she's buying a stairway to Heaven

        As the vocal began, I moved my fingers lower down my lips and found I was much wetter there.
        Gentle movements, gentle strokes along the lips in time to the words he was singing.
        I must confess, I was surprised how much this was turning me on.
        “Oh, well,” Mike said. “After that, I don’t think we need another heat to find the winner. No one can beat that.”
        So it was decided. I was the winner! Had the best orgasm, too, they all said.
        I’m still not sure what happened. One minute I was a way off, and then I was cumming. But, between you and me, I think it was more good luck than good orgasmic management.
It was really getting to me! I hadn't felt this horny in a long time.
        My other hand had gone to my nipple, brushing over it, making it even harder than it was.

        [Verse 2]

                There's a sign on the wall, but she wants to be sure
                'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
                In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings
                Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven

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        [Refrain]

                Ooh, it makes me wonder
                Ooh, makes me wonder

        By now, I was pressing in between my pussy lips.
        They had swollen and opened, so it was easy for the two fingers to slip over the slippery, exposed inner flesh.
        Mmm, that felt nice!
        I was rolling my nipple between my thumb and fingers.
        That felt sexy too!

        [Verse 3]

                There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
                And my spirit is crying for leaving
                In my thoughts, I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
                And the voices of those who stand looking

        [Refrain]

                Ooh, it makes me wonder
                Ooh, really makes me wonder

        'Ooh, makes me feel good, more like.'
        Now my fingers had found the hole lower down. My love tunnel.
        I was so wet, it felt like the cum juice was pouring out of me.
        I was so turned on now.
        My other hand was giving my nipple the full treatment, playing with it, pinching it until it hurt.

        [Verse 4]

                And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
                Then the piper will lead us to reason
                And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
                And the forests will echo with laughter

        4:10min
        [Interlude]

                Oh-oh-oh-oh-woah-ho

        4:12min
        [Tempo change]

        When the music sped up, I began thrusting deeper inside using those same two fingers.
        Oh, this was starting to get to me now.
        My orgasm was building. I knew I was going to cum.
        It was just a matter of when.

        [Verse 5]

                If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now
                It's just a spring clean for the May queen
                Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
                There's still time to change the road you're on

        [Refrain]

                And it makes me wonder
                Ohh, oh-oh

        My other hand had moved down to join my first.
        One hand was thrusting into my pussy.
        The other hand did little circle motions over my clitty.

        [Verse 6]

                Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know
                The piper's calling you to join him
                Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow?
                And did you know
                Your stairway lies on the whispering wind? Oh

        5:52min
        [Guitar Solo]

        Bringing the second hand into play was starting to have an effect.
        While my first hand continued thrusting my fingers deep inside, my other hand began working on my clitty.
        Soon, the little bud had swollen and appeared from under its hood.
        That felt good.
        Almost too good.
        I knew I wasn’t far off.

        9:04min
        [Vocal added - Bridge]

                And as we wind on down the road
                Our shadows taller than our soul
                There walks a lady we all know
                Who shines white light and wants to show
                How everything still turns to gold
                And if you listen very hard
                The tune will come to you at last
                When all are one, and one is all, yeah
                To be a rock and not to roll

        When my clitty became exposed, my fingers began making direct contact.
        I knew I couldn’t keep that up for long.
        It was building. I could feel it.
        So much juice. So wet.
        Almost there now.
        Almost ready to cum.

        10:06min
        [Outro]

                And she's buying a stairway to Heaven

        10:29min

        I knew it.
        This was it, the final line.
        As Robert Plant began that slow line, my fingers were almost a blur. Two fingers of my right hand were thrusting deep inside my wet, open pussy while I was aggressively rubbing at my hard clitty with the fingers of my left hand.
        I had to make it happen straight away if I wanted to have any chance of winning. Beside me, Jaynitha gave a soft moan. She was getting close. Beyond her, Riya and Kathy had both cum already. On the other side of me, Rachel was still going but looking very close. Beyond her, Kalki was finished, Tukiko was still going, but Sabreena had just finished. Finally, on the far end, Greeshma was still going, but Lizamoa was finished.
        Then it happened. On the word ‘buying,’ Jaynitha gave a cry as she cum. At the word ‘stairway’, her cry had dropped to a deep throaty moan.
        So sexy! It was enough for me, too.
        As the singer sang ‘Heav... my cum hit me.
        A huge one since I had been holding it a bit.
        Right in the middle... of the last word.
        Those feelings...
        They burst from my pussy...
        Sent me off into a deep cum.
        So good!
        So powerful!

        I think I lost it for a few moments after that. When I came to things again, I discovered the music had stopped, the other girls were stopped, and everyone was looking at me.
        “What?” I said.
        I was still not sure what had happened.
        “Don’t you know?” Jaynitha asked me.
        I looked at her, not sure what she was saying.
        "You did it, Nishi," she said.
        “That was perfect, Nishi,” Mike said.
        “Right in the middle of the word,” Amita added.
        “No one can beat that,” Sharon said.
        I was still looking at them a bit blankly, trying to understand what was going on. It is like that after a big cum. Not a good time for thinking. Like my brain hadn't engaged yet.
        “You won, Nishi. You nailed it,” Gaja, my husband, said as he put his arm around me.
        “You mean... Did I... Did I hit the last word?
        “Yes! Yes!” Amita gasped. “It was perfect. Right in the middle of the word ‘Heaven.’
        “It looks like she did go to heaven, by the look of her,” Steve laughed.
        “Yeah, mate. She doesn’t know where she is,” Peter added.
        “I do know, Peter,” I replied, sharply. This was no time for his teasing.
        “Well, you lost it for a while there,” he replied.
        “Yes, but now I know.”
        “Oh, well,” Mike said. “After that, I don’t think we need another heat to find the winner. No one can beat that.”
        So it was decided. I was the winner! Had the best orgasm, too, they all said.
        I’m still not sure what happened. One minute I was a way off, and then I was cumming. But, between you and me, I think it was more good luck than good orgasmic management.

        So, I think you see why everyone thought it was a good idea for me to record this story.
                Thanks, Mike and Sarvesh, for your help.
                Thanks, Steve, for the words of the song.
                Thanks, Shanti, Amita and Sharon, for helping get my story into the Letters Collection.
                Finally, thank you my husband Gaja, for encouraging me to try.

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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.
        In all our stories, anyone involved in sexual activities is over the age of 18. The legal age, where we live in New Zealand, is 16, but we are happy with the age 18 limit. Keep in mind that some characters have featured in earlier stories as children, but time has gone by, and now they are adults. There are over 25 years between Letter 1 and this story, so any babies in those earlier stories will now be adults.
        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 case 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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                                Anne and the writing team.