Story 312 Tane Mahuta

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Hi from Shanti.
        We have been back from our trip to the Kia Iwi Lates for months now. Our overseas visitors have all returned to their homes. It has been a busy time writing, and some great stories have been published in the Letters Books. Now three big volumes have been added to the Letters Collection, and the other day we published what we thought was the last of the stories about our trip adventures. Suddenly, I received word from India and Australia that there were two late stories to be added, since neither of them were long, we have agreed to add them in.
        This first one comes from Ginger in Australia. Ginger hasn't written much, but she and her husband, Fred, were fully involved in all the fun. It turns out Ginger writes poetry, which surprised me. She wrote a poem from the last few days we were camping. When I read her poem, I realised none of us had mentioned this extra adventure. While it is not sexy, I believe it should still be included in this series.
        Let me hand over to Ginger now.

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Hello from Kim.

            My partner, Allan Snr, has been writing all his adult life. He had a blog on finance, then he started a blog on postage stamps. Now he has that SI project. He has also written in this blog as well. But at first, before he had a computer, he was writing poetry. Once he showed me his poems, all neatly typed out and placed in a folder. Some were a bit strange, but most are quite good.
            At a writer's meeting, I remembered one poem he wrote about the large Kauri, Tane Mahuta. This famous tree was just north of where the Letters group were camping. I said, “It was a pity we had finished those stories because we could have included Allan Snr's poem.”
            “We still could,” Susan said, “We just need to come up with an excuse why this poem story arrived late.”
            “Maybe if a character who doesn't usually write stories could write a poem for fun, and someone suggests putting it into the Letters Books.”
            So that was our plan. Ginger from Australia was chosen as our author, and she didn't intend it to be published until Paula and Donald saw it.

Allan Snr here.
            I had no intention of publishing that poem. It was just a fun thing I wrote in 1983. (Yes, Anne, you probably weren't even a twinkle in your Dad's eye back then.) But then Kim suggested it at that meeting, and the idea took off. Kim wrote the story, adding my poem as the feature.
            I don't know why they were prepared to make so many changes to fit it in. It wasn't even sexy, although Kim hinted at some sexy fun on the drive up to the Kauri.
            I wrote the poem after I had been travelling up north over the summer with a couple of friends. My son was staying with my parents in Auckland, and they gave me a week to get away for a break. Anyway, we were camping at Opononi at the entrance to the Hokianga Harbour when we decided to visit Tane Mahuta early in the morning, as we heard it was the best time. The poem describes that event.
            Tane Mahuta is 30 minutes south of Opononi and 20 minutes north of Kia Iwi Lakes.

            Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
                  Be safe - Be strong.
                        Kim and Allan Snr.

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அனைவருக்கும் வணக்கம். என் பெயர் ரியா
      (anaivarukkum vanakkam. en beyer ria)

Hello! Everyone. My name is Riya.
        It seems I get all these joining and travelling stories to write, especially if Sarvesh is involved. I suppose it is because I kept a diary and so had lots of notes on our trip.
        As I begin writing, I don't expect this to be a sexy story, but then, who knows? Further down the page, I might decide to add something in. You’ll have to read and find out.

        Well, our camping holiday at the Kia Iwi Lakes was coming to an end. For some, like Jenny's twins, it had been a bit stormy with lots of problems, but for me, it had been different. I had a great time. Lots of fun, lots of sex, a real adventure. The men were great fun, were teasing, but when we were together, it had all been great fun. From not knowing about the sex things when I came to Australia, now I have a lot more experience. Yes, I like sex.
        On the last night, things were a bit quiet around the camp because Commander Mike had told everyone to get ready the night before; he wanted to break camp early and get on the road home. So, people were packing and getting ready to leave early the next morning.
        Not that I was worried. All I had be do was sling my gear at my bag and I was ready. Would you believe I had not worn a bra or panties the whole time? It had always been a bikini when one was required; otherwise, it was nude. I am very comfortable with nudity now. Maybe shy with people seeing me outside of our group, but among those in the group, no problems at all.
        I know the men still looked when I was naked. I know they like observing my breasts and trying to look between my legs, but the truth is, I like them looking too. But this is getting away from my subject.
        During the camp breaking and clean up, I planned to get involved, helping the pulling down tents, packing up and loading the vans, etc. Mike had already asked if I would be able to help him. I had willingly admitted I would.
        Sitting around, eating dinner that night, I found myself beside Ian again. I like Ian. I like others like Mike and Sarvesh, even Ragesh too, but I think Ian is my favourite.
        “Got any plans for tonight, sexy girl?” he asked.
        “No, no plans yet. Not unless a horny older man is interested in my hot Indian pussy.”
        “Hey, a bit less of the old, please. And yes, I’d be interested.”
        “OK, how does a handsome, sexy man sound?”
        “Much better. What do you want to do tonight?” I asked.
        “Isn’t that obvious? I want that hot, sexy pussy again.”
        “She wants you too, Ian,” I replied.
        Then Kala, who was on the other side of him, said, “Let’s give him a threesome, Riya? We can take him up on the hill, do some moonlight fucking.”
        I thought that was a good idea, but then, even if I didn’t, I couldn’t say much, considering she was a wife and she was letting me play with her husband.

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Hello from Kim.
            Yes, another joint effort. Allan and I (Kim) like writing Riya's stories. (Susan joined us to help with the sex scene.) Riya is a relatively new in this series, just beginning writing during the trip when everyone ended up in New Zealand. But she has a cheeky style, giving us little insights into what she is thinking. We both like that.
            As Riya says in her story, this is just a joining and travelling story, not much of a chance for any sex. But, as you will find out, we did manage to get a good sex scene in, thanks to Susan's help.
            We spent a couple of evenings doing our research as there are several others in the writing team who are working around with this story. We want our story to blend in with their stories.
            The story was easy to write, even though it took us a long time. It was more a matter of sitting down to do it. Finally, I got that phone call from Anne. You know the one where she kicks arse. She said we were holding others up who were waiting for us to complete our work first. (Please note: - Anne rings me to kick my arse, not Allan's. Not fair!)
            We had fun writing this story so we hope you have fun reading it.

Hello from Allan.
            Riya began as a rebellious teenager; she was such a problem that her mother cancelled her coming on this trip. It took Sarvesh to save her, and she was travelling under a heavy promise to behave. Now she was allowed to lose her virginity on this trip, which had come as a shock. She also began to see her parents, particularly her mother, differently. She had the responsibility helping to teach the school children and do a series of video links with her class in India. In this story, Ian says she has changed, matured. Riya was pleased that he said that.
            One thing she was allowed to do was some of the driving, first in Australia and then in New Zealand. She proved to be a careful and skilled driver, and as this story will show, she got to drive some pretty big and expensive "toys."
            So, where do we go with Riya now? I don't know what others think, but I think Riya, as a character, has a lot of potential. But for now, the main goal is get everyone back to their homes.
            I think the next step for Riya, and this is just my personal opinion, she should leave the school teaching role and join Mootie's Game Reserve. That is her desire, to become a vet. We've been hinting about that for a while now, so let's get on and do it. Anne, are you reading this? After that, her Dad needs to buy her a car. A nice red sporty one, Kim thinks. Further out, we could find her a husband, but with lots of hot sex along the way, of course. We've opened up sex for her now, and the girl likes it, so we can't cut that out now just because the trip is over.
            One suggestion is a daughter swap. Jeevan and Mootie take Riya and Jasmine out for a meal at the club. They then go somewhere, perhaps a hotel room at the club, and have sex with eachothers daughter. We could do a second story and do a mothers sawpping daughters for some hot girl-on-girl sex.

            Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
                  Be safe - Be strong.
                        Kim, Allan and Susan.

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