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Greetings from India.
It is Jasmine here.
It appears I will get the first story from back in India. It will be divided into two parts: the first will be updates from within our group, and the second will be some fun I had at our first Special weekend. So, keep going during the first part, as I promise the second part will get naughtier.
Yes, I know. That story title has been used once before for a story set in that Australian Outback Town where Riya and I played a lot in bed while she was preparing me for my first time with a man. While it has only been a few weeks, maybe a month and a half, since then, a lot has happened with me. I am no longer a virgin, of course. Gaja took care of that in Australia. And I have been with quite a few men since then and even been involved in some group sex parties. A lot of fun, a lot of adventures while we travelled to Australia and New Zealand.
So we used the same title because this story also deals with Riya and me doing sexy things with each other. Perhaps not as much as in that first story, but still a lot of fun, and orgasms for both of us.
Yes, I’d grown a taste for sexual things while I was in New Zealand, and now we were back in India, I didn’t want it to stop. I knew that my being single might have advantages and disadvantages when it came to sexual connections, but I also realised most of the possible sexual partners in our group were married men. While swinging and sex outside their marriage is allowed, their wives' feelings must also be considered; therefore, I realised that most of my fun would likely be at the Special Weekends when people were more likely to get into more sexual things like group sex.
To tell you the truth, I was a bit confused as to what would happen now, how things for me would go, as we were settling down into our normal lives. The question was – What would my 'normal life' be like now?
But first, let's cover some news from the group of things that were changing as we arrived back in India.
It is Jasmine here.
It appears I will get the first story from back in India. It will be divided into two parts: the first will be updates from within our group, and the second will be some fun I had at our first Special weekend. So, keep going during the first part, as I promise the second part will get naughtier.
Yes, I know. That story title has been used once before for a story set in that Australian Outback Town where Riya and I played a lot in bed while she was preparing me for my first time with a man. While it has only been a few weeks, maybe a month and a half, since then, a lot has happened with me. I am no longer a virgin, of course. Gaja took care of that in Australia. And I have been with quite a few men since then and even been involved in some group sex parties. A lot of fun, a lot of adventures while we travelled to Australia and New Zealand.
So we used the same title because this story also deals with Riya and me doing sexy things with each other. Perhaps not as much as in that first story, but still a lot of fun, and orgasms for both of us.
Yes, I’d grown a taste for sexual things while I was in New Zealand, and now we were back in India, I didn’t want it to stop. I knew that my being single might have advantages and disadvantages when it came to sexual connections, but I also realised most of the possible sexual partners in our group were married men. While swinging and sex outside their marriage is allowed, their wives' feelings must also be considered; therefore, I realised that most of my fun would likely be at the Special Weekends when people were more likely to get into more sexual things like group sex.
To tell you the truth, I was a bit confused as to what would happen now, how things for me would go, as we were settling down into our normal lives. The question was – What would my 'normal life' be like now?
But first, let's cover some news from the group of things that were changing as we arrived back in India.
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We had been back in India for a couple of weeks now, and things were turning back to normal. Back to reality, back to the day-by-day grind of normal life.
Sarvesh and Jeevan had finished their 'work' in Singapore and returned a few days after the main group. Now they were planning their next special weekend. When Jeevan and Mandara arrived, they had taken their children back to their house further up the road. Riya returned with her family, and I had gone back across the river to my family house near the Game Reserve where Dad worked.
Things had gone well, and the children were mostly well-behaved but had been happy waiting for their parents at the big house. Amita thought that the house staff might have spoiled them a bit, but if it worked on keeping the children happy, then all was good.
I hadn't got as involved as Riya had in the evenings with the children, as when I got back to college I found I had a lot of work to catch up and so I spent some time each evening in the guest house where I could be alone to study. The second night, the manager suggested that I move there so I could work late and then sleep.
Sarvesh and Jeevan had finished their 'work' in Singapore and returned a few days after the main group. Now they were planning their next special weekend. When Jeevan and Mandara arrived, they had taken their children back to their house further up the road. Riya returned with her family, and I had gone back across the river to my family house near the Game Reserve where Dad worked.
Things had gone well, and the children were mostly well-behaved but had been happy waiting for their parents at the big house. Amita thought that the house staff might have spoiled them a bit, but if it worked on keeping the children happy, then all was good.
I hadn't got as involved as Riya had in the evenings with the children, as when I got back to college I found I had a lot of work to catch up and so I spent some time each evening in the guest house where I could be alone to study. The second night, the manager suggested that I move there so I could work late and then sleep.
Sarvesh was back at his business and discovered everything had gone well while he was away. But then, he had expected it to. He had a well-trained team, and so shipments had kept moving smoothly between the various parts of the business. I'm not sure how all that stuff works, but he seems good at it.
His son, Stephen (you know, Stephen the naughty boy with those blonde twins), had found himself pulled out of college and began working at the main office, being given his own office right next door to his father. We all know why that was, don't we? At this point, he doesn't have any authority within the company, but he is kept busy learning how things operate. One day a week, he wears overalls and is down in the warehouses. Another day is spent with the office staff learning what they do. He attends all important meetings and is ready to travel to other office/ warehouses in other parts of India. Eventually, that will include trips overseas, too. Sneaking back to those blondies in New Zealand, no doubt.
About two weeks after he started, correspondence assignments began arriving. Sarvesh had enrolled him in a management training course, which was expected to take a couple of years to complete. It was a crash course in learning everything, but Sarvesh intended to keep him busy, working him hard now, with the long-term goal of taking over the company.
His son, Stephen (you know, Stephen the naughty boy with those blonde twins), had found himself pulled out of college and began working at the main office, being given his own office right next door to his father. We all know why that was, don't we? At this point, he doesn't have any authority within the company, but he is kept busy learning how things operate. One day a week, he wears overalls and is down in the warehouses. Another day is spent with the office staff learning what they do. He attends all important meetings and is ready to travel to other office/ warehouses in other parts of India. Eventually, that will include trips overseas, too. Sneaking back to those blondies in New Zealand, no doubt.
About two weeks after he started, correspondence assignments began arriving. Sarvesh had enrolled him in a management training course, which was expected to take a couple of years to complete. It was a crash course in learning everything, but Sarvesh intended to keep him busy, working him hard now, with the long-term goal of taking over the company.
My father, Mootie, found things had run smoothly at the Game Reserve, too. There had been a problem with some tourists walking into a dangerous area, but it had apparently been handled by the park rangers, as no one got hurt. It seemed the Game Reserve was pressing changes since these people had broken rules and didn't follow safely instructions.
Dad had kept his promise with Riya, and soon she was called to meet him at the Game Reserve for an interview. Yes, this was just a formal exercise since she already had the job, but it had to be recorded as a proper employment process. It was also a good chance to define what her role and duties would be.
Her eventual role would be the veterinarian at the animal hospital, once she qualified. Rosemary, the current vet, was getting older and would be retiring within the next few years. In the meantime, while Riya was completing her vet training, she would be working part-time in the hospital and part-time in other roles within the Game Reserve.
After the interview, she handed in her notice at the school. The headmaster expected it, since they knew she was studying to become a veterinarian. They were sorry to see her go, but knew it was what she wanted to do. Now she was working through her final two weeks before leaving for her new job.
Dad had kept his promise with Riya, and soon she was called to meet him at the Game Reserve for an interview. Yes, this was just a formal exercise since she already had the job, but it had to be recorded as a proper employment process. It was also a good chance to define what her role and duties would be.
Her eventual role would be the veterinarian at the animal hospital, once she qualified. Rosemary, the current vet, was getting older and would be retiring within the next few years. In the meantime, while Riya was completing her vet training, she would be working part-time in the hospital and part-time in other roles within the Game Reserve.
After the interview, she handed in her notice at the school. The headmaster expected it, since they knew she was studying to become a veterinarian. They were sorry to see her go, but knew it was what she wanted to do. Now she was working through her final two weeks before leaving for her new job.
Once they had moved back to their own house, Riya began swimming each day. She had been wearing a one-piece swimsuit or a modest bikini before the trip. Back then, the bikini had been rebelling against her parents, but now she wore a bikini all the time. And it was a lot less than the one before.
While staying at Sarvesh’s house, she had worn the same bikini. While it caused a bit of interest from the house staff there, no one said anything.
Now up at her parents’ house, some noticed the bikini. Her mother certainly did, but again, nothing was said, so she kept going like that. She noticed the man and two boys in the house next door were sometimes watching, but again, she didn’t care. Let them look if they want.
A very naughty girl, I think! Ha! Ha!
I heard my mother and Mandara talking about it. It seems Jeevan had suggested they ignore what Riya was doing since she had changed so much in her behaviour. When Mandara had protested that the neighbours were watching her, Jeevan had laughed and said, "Just let them. Riya will probably know they are and if she wants to swim like that in front of them, that is her business." His attitude had surprised both Mandara and my mother, but I didn't think it was bad.
I started wearing a bikini in our pool where some neighbours could view me. Mum had taken me aside when she caught me. I thought I was in trouble, but she was just giving me a warning not to wear any very sexy ones. She reminded me that the man or the boys next door might see me but added that if I was OK with that then she wasn't saying anything. I also noticed that she was wearing a swimsuit out there now, whereas before it had always been shorts and a T-shirt. But I noticed it was always a one-piece, never a bikini, although I know she had a lot of bikinis.
While staying at Sarvesh’s house, she had worn the same bikini. While it caused a bit of interest from the house staff there, no one said anything.
Now up at her parents’ house, some noticed the bikini. Her mother certainly did, but again, nothing was said, so she kept going like that. She noticed the man and two boys in the house next door were sometimes watching, but again, she didn’t care. Let them look if they want.
A very naughty girl, I think! Ha! Ha!
I heard my mother and Mandara talking about it. It seems Jeevan had suggested they ignore what Riya was doing since she had changed so much in her behaviour. When Mandara had protested that the neighbours were watching her, Jeevan had laughed and said, "Just let them. Riya will probably know they are and if she wants to swim like that in front of them, that is her business." His attitude had surprised both Mandara and my mother, but I didn't think it was bad.
I started wearing a bikini in our pool where some neighbours could view me. Mum had taken me aside when she caught me. I thought I was in trouble, but she was just giving me a warning not to wear any very sexy ones. She reminded me that the man or the boys next door might see me but added that if I was OK with that then she wasn't saying anything. I also noticed that she was wearing a swimsuit out there now, whereas before it had always been shorts and a T-shirt. But I noticed it was always a one-piece, never a bikini, although I know she had a lot of bikinis.
Kalki discovered that the baby she was carrying was a girl, which pleased her husband, Hamza. It seemed he always wanted to have a daughter. Even when Kalki reminded him that a girl might bring more problems than a boy, he didn't seem to mind. So both were pleased with that.
A meeting with Jeevan had gone well, and Hamza found his assembly operation was expanding. He and Jeevan inspected a larger factory nearby, and Sarvesh began the process of purchasing it.
It seems Sarvesh had found a plastic factory in a nearby town that made dolls and toys. It wasn’t doing well as it didn’t have the resources to expand and buy new machinery. Sarvesh purchased it and began the process of upgrading it.
He planned to make dolls at that factory and then ship them to Hamza’s factory, where the dolls would be dressed in traditional sarees. It seemed that all the dolls had been made a pink colour, which in India wasn't so popular. Sarvesh had suggested they make all the dolls with brown coloured plastic. This would be more popular in the local market but also better for overseas markets too. Boxes of these dolls would be exported overseas as traditional Indian dolls. Shipping by themselves wouldn’t be worth it, but by adding the boxes to other shipments, they would cost almost nothing to move to places where there was a market for them.
So now, Hamza was busy employing local women to work in his doll factory, dressing dolls in various traditional costumes before exporting overseas. Of course, the supply of dolls was limited until the factory upgrades came online, but it also gave Hamza more space for their new factory and set things up as they expanded.
Of course, he still had all the other assembly items that were already being produced with his current team of ten workers.
So, Hamza plays with dolls all day. Riya and I teased him about that.
A meeting with Jeevan had gone well, and Hamza found his assembly operation was expanding. He and Jeevan inspected a larger factory nearby, and Sarvesh began the process of purchasing it.
It seems Sarvesh had found a plastic factory in a nearby town that made dolls and toys. It wasn’t doing well as it didn’t have the resources to expand and buy new machinery. Sarvesh purchased it and began the process of upgrading it.
He planned to make dolls at that factory and then ship them to Hamza’s factory, where the dolls would be dressed in traditional sarees. It seemed that all the dolls had been made a pink colour, which in India wasn't so popular. Sarvesh had suggested they make all the dolls with brown coloured plastic. This would be more popular in the local market but also better for overseas markets too. Boxes of these dolls would be exported overseas as traditional Indian dolls. Shipping by themselves wouldn’t be worth it, but by adding the boxes to other shipments, they would cost almost nothing to move to places where there was a market for them.
So now, Hamza was busy employing local women to work in his doll factory, dressing dolls in various traditional costumes before exporting overseas. Of course, the supply of dolls was limited until the factory upgrades came online, but it also gave Hamza more space for their new factory and set things up as they expanded.
Of course, he still had all the other assembly items that were already being produced with his current team of ten workers.
So, Hamza plays with dolls all day. Riya and I teased him about that.
So, three weeks after we had arrived back, the first special weekend took place. The house staff were excited as it had been eight weeks since they had had a weekend off. But the group were excited too, as it gave them the weekend to get naked and enjoy some fun together.
As soon as the house staff had left, Riya was naked and in the pool. She had already been in the pool in her bikini, so it was a simple matter of losing the bikini as soon as she could. She liked their pool a lot better than the one at her house. Sarvesh was quick to make some smart comments, but Riya didn’t care. Things were going well for her, so she was too happy to be bothered by him. Well, that was what she told him, anyway. He just smiled a knowing smile.
I was quick to follow her, stripping naked as I threw my bikini on the ground behind me. Then, with a splash, I plunged into the water to join her. I’m surprised others didn’t join us, but then, many had other things to do; preparations for the weekend.
As soon as the house staff had left, Riya was naked and in the pool. She had already been in the pool in her bikini, so it was a simple matter of losing the bikini as soon as she could. She liked their pool a lot better than the one at her house. Sarvesh was quick to make some smart comments, but Riya didn’t care. Things were going well for her, so she was too happy to be bothered by him. Well, that was what she told him, anyway. He just smiled a knowing smile.
I was quick to follow her, stripping naked as I threw my bikini on the ground behind me. Then, with a splash, I plunged into the water to join her. I’m surprised others didn’t join us, but then, many had other things to do; preparations for the weekend.
There was a new development with this special weekend; there would be no children there other than the very young ones. Jeevan and Sarvesh had put the word out to their house staff, asking for volunteers to look after the children at Jeevan’s house. There would be a special bonus for working the weekend. Those of Jeevan’s staff who didn’t want to work would also have a paid weekend off. Those who did work would receive an extra bonus.
The cook from Sarvesh’s house worked. Jeevan’s driver was there, along with a mix of other staff from either house. They had met one evening beforehand to arrange how it would work, and when the staff left the big house, all the children and some of the staff went on up to Jeevan’s house. They had children's movies on Friday night, a trip to the Game Reserve on Saturday with a special lunch at the hotel, tourist centre and swim in their big pool. Then go-karts at Sarvesh’s warehouse on Saturday afternoon. They had a lot of fun. Even the younger ones had a go.
They had hired a bus for the kids and staff who went on the outings. Everyone had a lot of fun, and Sarvesh and Jeevan considered it a big success.
Sarvesh's excuse was to let the adults relax over the weekend without having to take care of their kids. Of course, the true reason was that they didn’t want the kids to witness all the shenanigans going on with their parents and the other adults. (Thank you for that nice word, Riya.)
The cook from Sarvesh’s house worked. Jeevan’s driver was there, along with a mix of other staff from either house. They had met one evening beforehand to arrange how it would work, and when the staff left the big house, all the children and some of the staff went on up to Jeevan’s house. They had children's movies on Friday night, a trip to the Game Reserve on Saturday with a special lunch at the hotel, tourist centre and swim in their big pool. Then go-karts at Sarvesh’s warehouse on Saturday afternoon. They had a lot of fun. Even the younger ones had a go.
They had hired a bus for the kids and staff who went on the outings. Everyone had a lot of fun, and Sarvesh and Jeevan considered it a big success.
Sarvesh's excuse was to let the adults relax over the weekend without having to take care of their kids. Of course, the true reason was that they didn’t want the kids to witness all the shenanigans going on with their parents and the other adults. (Thank you for that nice word, Riya.)
Sarvesh purchased the go-karts and set up a racetrack on the vacant land he had purchased for expansion of the business. It quickly became a popular attraction in the town, with a manager and staff being employed to run it as a separate business.
It is a great track with alternative routes, bumps, little hills and sharp corners. There is also a little digger kept in a shed so the course could be regularly changed. It was just dirt, so easy to move hills or make other changes.
I had fun driving there, especially since I was on the free list, so I could go as much as I liked.
One day, the manager approached me about working at the racetrack. Of course, I was busy during the week with my studies, but their busy time was the weekends when they needed me the most help. So now I have a job there working weekends. I do all kinds of things, taking the money at the gate, showing people how to drive, washing dirt off the cars, and even using the little digger sometimes. Not forgetting, I do a lot of driving too.
It is a lot of fun and gives me more than my pocket money, too. (A lot more! Actually!)
Mum told me Jeevan is going to move the manager to another better position in another part of India, and so the manager job at the racetrack might be available when I finish my studies at the end of the year. She said it could be a stepping stone to a management role in their business. That made sense as I knew Sarvesh mostly liked to promote from within the company, moving staff between businesses as required. Like a move into a good career if I can prove myself to Jeevan and Sarvesh.
Opps! You didn't see that rabbit hole coming, did you? Ha! Ha!
It is a great track with alternative routes, bumps, little hills and sharp corners. There is also a little digger kept in a shed so the course could be regularly changed. It was just dirt, so easy to move hills or make other changes.
I had fun driving there, especially since I was on the free list, so I could go as much as I liked.
One day, the manager approached me about working at the racetrack. Of course, I was busy during the week with my studies, but their busy time was the weekends when they needed me the most help. So now I have a job there working weekends. I do all kinds of things, taking the money at the gate, showing people how to drive, washing dirt off the cars, and even using the little digger sometimes. Not forgetting, I do a lot of driving too.
It is a lot of fun and gives me more than my pocket money, too. (A lot more! Actually!)
Mum told me Jeevan is going to move the manager to another better position in another part of India, and so the manager job at the racetrack might be available when I finish my studies at the end of the year. She said it could be a stepping stone to a management role in their business. That made sense as I knew Sarvesh mostly liked to promote from within the company, moving staff between businesses as required. Like a move into a good career if I can prove myself to Jeevan and Sarvesh.
Opps! You didn't see that rabbit hole coming, did you? Ha! Ha!
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Now let's get to the fun part of my story.
Things got underway on the Friday evening when everyone had arrived. The cooking staff had left a big meal that just needed to be served, so there was no kitchen preparation needed for dinner. After dinner was when the fun would begin.
Riya and I turned up for the meal, straight from the pool, still naked. Got told off for dripping water on the floor in the house, LOL. That set the tone for others to go the same way. Well, why not be naked? I was comfortable being like that. Others, particularly among the men, still looked at me, but like Riya, I didn’t mind. You could even say I welcomed their attention, as it showed my body was sexy and worth looking at!
After dinner, the adults were going to do something inside, but Riya and I decided to go for another swim. After some of the waters I had been swimming in when in New Zealand, the water here in Southern India felt almost warm. It was the cool of the evening, and nice outside and nice in the pool.
I was with her at the far side of the pool. We had no outside lights on, only the underwater lights of the pool. We were close together, quietly talking about our trip and the many things that had happened on it.
Things got underway on the Friday evening when everyone had arrived. The cooking staff had left a big meal that just needed to be served, so there was no kitchen preparation needed for dinner. After dinner was when the fun would begin.
Riya and I turned up for the meal, straight from the pool, still naked. Got told off for dripping water on the floor in the house, LOL. That set the tone for others to go the same way. Well, why not be naked? I was comfortable being like that. Others, particularly among the men, still looked at me, but like Riya, I didn’t mind. You could even say I welcomed their attention, as it showed my body was sexy and worth looking at!
After dinner, the adults were going to do something inside, but Riya and I decided to go for another swim. After some of the waters I had been swimming in when in New Zealand, the water here in Southern India felt almost warm. It was the cool of the evening, and nice outside and nice in the pool.
I was with her at the far side of the pool. We had no outside lights on, only the underwater lights of the pool. We were close together, quietly talking about our trip and the many things that had happened on it.
(For these stories see Story 267 Jasmine and Riya.)
(See Story 271 Jasmine.)
(See Story 271 Jasmine.)
“You remember when we were at the Desert town and staying at the old hotel, on the last night there, when we were in the room with Nishi and Dad?”
“Yes,” Riya replied. “That was a sexy night, Jasmine.”
“Yes, it was for me too. I tried some things I’d never done before.”
“Nishi was enjoying being with Mootie. They fucked a lot that trip.”
I giggled at her comment, but it was true; they did fuck a lot. But it wasn’t them fucking that I was thinking about.
“Do you remember when you kissed me? You know... with using the tongue?”
“Yeah. Did you like that?” Riya asked.
“I liked that a lot. Gaja taught me how to do it better.”
“Really? Better than me?”
“No, not better, different.”
“I’d like to do it again with you,” I said.
“Sure, we can do that. Come over here.”
“Yes,” Riya replied. “That was a sexy night, Jasmine.”
“Yes, it was for me too. I tried some things I’d never done before.”
“Nishi was enjoying being with Mootie. They fucked a lot that trip.”
I giggled at her comment, but it was true; they did fuck a lot. But it wasn’t them fucking that I was thinking about.
“Do you remember when you kissed me? You know... with using the tongue?”
“Yeah. Did you like that?” Riya asked.
“I liked that a lot. Gaja taught me how to do it better.”
“Really? Better than me?”
“No, not better, different.”
“I’d like to do it again with you,” I said.
“Sure, we can do that. Come over here.”
I moved closer to Riya until she could touch me. She put her arms around me, pulling me against herself. I felt my body against her, the swelling of her breasts against me and my breasts against her. It felt sexy. I have found I like when my breasts are against another person, and being with Riya was the same.
Her face was close to mine now, and when she leaned closer to me, I thought she was going to kiss me, but no, her face moved to the side of my head. Her lips found my ear, and she nibbled on it.
Oh! That was a surprise, but nice too.
She moved lower onto my neck and was giving me nibbles there too. I was surprised at how good that felt as well. It was sexy and felt nice. I was wondering about whether she would make a love bite, but she didn’t, just confining herself to light nibbling.
Then she moved back to my face, this time back to my lips, and I knew she was going to kiss me. First, her lips touched mine, and they lightly rubbed together. It was nice but not what I wanted. In fact, I believe it was not what either of us intended. But she was doing it to me, so I was happy to wait until she was ready to do more.
Our breasts were pressing against each other, and it felt good, but that wasn’t the only contact our bodies were making. I felt her leg pressing between my legs, until my thigh was pressing against my pussy. In this position, it was natural for her legs to part so that my legs would be pressed between them. It was at this moment that I wondered if this would become more than a kiss. Doing more with another woman, I was open to that. Especially with Riya. I like her.
I felt her tongue run along my lips, and I opened them to allow her tongue to penetrate my mouth. I moved my own tongue to meet hers, which felt nice. too. This is what I had asked her to do, what I wanted to try again with a woman.
After a while of doing that, I pushed my tongue out to penetrate her mouth, and she was willing to allow me in. That was nice, finding a licking over her own tongue, but then she did something a bit different. Her lips closed over my tongue, capturing it and sucking on it.
Oh, wow! That was good. I really liked that.
Next, she allowed me to do the same for her tongue. Taking it into my mouth and sucking on it, as she had done to mine.
Sorry, Gaja, I think Riya is the best kisser, but you are welcome to try again. Try to beat her.
Her face was close to mine now, and when she leaned closer to me, I thought she was going to kiss me, but no, her face moved to the side of my head. Her lips found my ear, and she nibbled on it.
Oh! That was a surprise, but nice too.
She moved lower onto my neck and was giving me nibbles there too. I was surprised at how good that felt as well. It was sexy and felt nice. I was wondering about whether she would make a love bite, but she didn’t, just confining herself to light nibbling.
Then she moved back to my face, this time back to my lips, and I knew she was going to kiss me. First, her lips touched mine, and they lightly rubbed together. It was nice but not what I wanted. In fact, I believe it was not what either of us intended. But she was doing it to me, so I was happy to wait until she was ready to do more.
Our breasts were pressing against each other, and it felt good, but that wasn’t the only contact our bodies were making. I felt her leg pressing between my legs, until my thigh was pressing against my pussy. In this position, it was natural for her legs to part so that my legs would be pressed between them. It was at this moment that I wondered if this would become more than a kiss. Doing more with another woman, I was open to that. Especially with Riya. I like her.
I felt her tongue run along my lips, and I opened them to allow her tongue to penetrate my mouth. I moved my own tongue to meet hers, which felt nice. too. This is what I had asked her to do, what I wanted to try again with a woman.
After a while of doing that, I pushed my tongue out to penetrate her mouth, and she was willing to allow me in. That was nice, finding a licking over her own tongue, but then she did something a bit different. Her lips closed over my tongue, capturing it and sucking on it.
Oh, wow! That was good. I really liked that.
Next, she allowed me to do the same for her tongue. Taking it into my mouth and sucking on it, as she had done to mine.
Sorry, Gaja, I think Riya is the best kisser, but you are welcome to try again. Try to beat her.
“Would you like to eat my pussy again?” I asked her.
“I’d love to. You have a lovely pussy,” Roya replied.
I’d never thought of a pussy as lovely, particularly my pussy. But I suppose it might be. It was certainly nice what others could do to it, and I was expecting the same pleasure from Riya.
We got out of the pool and went around to the far side where the chess set was. It was away from the tables and seats where other people were. Sure, they could see us if they looked, but the light on that side wasn’t so good, so they would need to look carefully to see any detail.
There were some of those nice foam pads left there, and we dragged two together, placing one on top of the other. This made a nice soft bed for us to be on. I sat back, rested on my hands behind me, with my knees raised and open. This allowed Riya to approach me, and she lay on her front with her face right up near my pussy.
First, she played with her fingers, lightly brushing down along my pussy lips. They became swollen as she touched me, and a gap opened between them, revealing my inner lips. Her fingers touched that inner flesh, and my whole body shuddered with pleasure.
Now she brought her tongue into play by giving me a long, slow lick up between my pussy lips. That felt good, so she did it again. Going slowly so I could enjoy the full contact of it. Her tongue against my soft flesh inside felt so good. I lay back, enjoying what she was able to do for me. But she wasn’t finished with me yet. There was more to come.
I felt her hands between my legs, and her fingers touched each side, pulling back so my pussy lips opened further. Now she could reach the inside flesh with her tongue, and her lips turned to sucking at the very sensitive parts. I was willing for her to go further up to my clitty as well, but she chose to leave that alone.
I was enjoying what she was doing for me and would be happy for her to continue as long as she liked.
“I’d love to. You have a lovely pussy,” Roya replied.
I’d never thought of a pussy as lovely, particularly my pussy. But I suppose it might be. It was certainly nice what others could do to it, and I was expecting the same pleasure from Riya.
We got out of the pool and went around to the far side where the chess set was. It was away from the tables and seats where other people were. Sure, they could see us if they looked, but the light on that side wasn’t so good, so they would need to look carefully to see any detail.
There were some of those nice foam pads left there, and we dragged two together, placing one on top of the other. This made a nice soft bed for us to be on. I sat back, rested on my hands behind me, with my knees raised and open. This allowed Riya to approach me, and she lay on her front with her face right up near my pussy.
First, she played with her fingers, lightly brushing down along my pussy lips. They became swollen as she touched me, and a gap opened between them, revealing my inner lips. Her fingers touched that inner flesh, and my whole body shuddered with pleasure.
Now she brought her tongue into play by giving me a long, slow lick up between my pussy lips. That felt good, so she did it again. Going slowly so I could enjoy the full contact of it. Her tongue against my soft flesh inside felt so good. I lay back, enjoying what she was able to do for me. But she wasn’t finished with me yet. There was more to come.
I felt her hands between my legs, and her fingers touched each side, pulling back so my pussy lips opened further. Now she could reach the inside flesh with her tongue, and her lips turned to sucking at the very sensitive parts. I was willing for her to go further up to my clitty as well, but she chose to leave that alone.
I was enjoying what she was doing for me and would be happy for her to continue as long as she liked.
But Riya had other ideas.
“Jasmine, you can do it to me now,” she said.
“Oh!” I said, coming out of that blissful daze.
We changed positions. She was lying back with her legs parted, and I was on my tummy between them. I decided that since it had felt so nice to me, I would try doing the same for her. So, with her pussy just in front of my face, I reached to touch her with my fingers. Immediately, I discovered that she was much more excited than I had been. She was wet there too, which I found exciting.
I moved to licking her now, still using my fingers to pull her lips open. I was exposing the wet, pink flesh of her inner lips. My tongue ran across her sensitive parts, making her shudder and giving a little moan from the pleasure I was giving to her.
I liked doing that and was pleased that I could help her enjoy me. I would have continued longer, but once again, Riya stopped me.
“Jasmine, you can do it to me now,” she said.
“Oh!” I said, coming out of that blissful daze.
We changed positions. She was lying back with her legs parted, and I was on my tummy between them. I decided that since it had felt so nice to me, I would try doing the same for her. So, with her pussy just in front of my face, I reached to touch her with my fingers. Immediately, I discovered that she was much more excited than I had been. She was wet there too, which I found exciting.
I moved to licking her now, still using my fingers to pull her lips open. I was exposing the wet, pink flesh of her inner lips. My tongue ran across her sensitive parts, making her shudder and giving a little moan from the pleasure I was giving to her.
I liked doing that and was pleased that I could help her enjoy me. I would have continued longer, but once again, Riya stopped me.
I knew she wanted to do more with me now.
“Could we do the 69 style, like you did with Nishi?”
“I’ve learnt a better way than that,” Riya replied. “It is a 69 but in a different position. More comfortable for both of us.”
I looked at her, a bit confused, as I only thought two women together would either end up pussy eating like we had done or both doing each other together as in a 69 position. One of us on top of the other. I was thinking, with me being smaller than her, it was most likely I would be the one on top.
But Riya was now telling me she had another way we could be together. I wondered what that could be until she went on to explain.
“Could we do the 69 style, like you did with Nishi?”
“I’ve learnt a better way than that,” Riya replied. “It is a 69 but in a different position. More comfortable for both of us.”
I looked at her, a bit confused, as I only thought two women together would either end up pussy eating like we had done or both doing each other together as in a 69 position. One of us on top of the other. I was thinking, with me being smaller than her, it was most likely I would be the one on top.
But Riya was now telling me she had another way we could be together. I wondered what that could be until she went on to explain.
She got us to lie on the foam pads in a 69-like position, but now we were on our side facing each other. We each lifted our top leg, opening our pussies for the other to access. It meant that I could rest my head on Riya’s lower thigh and bring myself close enough to reach her pussy with my mouth and tongue. I also had one hand free that I could use too.
Meanwhile, Riya had done the same for me, her head resting on my lower thigh while she began to work on my pussy again. But this time, I knew she was trying for more than just nice feelings. She was intending to bring me to an orgasm. Perhaps more than one.
So, I decided to do the same back to her, as well. Rather than just licking over the outside of her pussy lips, I was doing more. Using my free hand to pull her lips back, I was trusting my tongue deeper inside her. Licking over her soft inner flesh. Over the opening of her pissing hole, and lower to her love tunnel.
When I moved higher to where her clitty was, I pushed under the hood to expose the hard, little knob. Her reaction was immediate. She bucked her pelvis at my face as I touched her there. I suddenly discovered that Riya was closer than I thought she was. I decided to take her for her first orgasm.
I licked her a few times and heard her moaning. What I was doing was so good that she forgot to continue with me. No, that it bothered me too much, as I knew after she would finish with me. I could feel her body against me. Feel how her excitement was building. I allowed this for some time before I decided it was time to give her the finish she required.
First, I inserted two fingers into her love tunnel. Making little thrusting motions. Next, I changed my licking over her clitty to sucking on it.
That didn’t last long. I knew it wouldn’t. Her first cum hit, to be closely followed by a second. I managed to keep going, licking at her pussy through both of them.
As she recovered and settled, she began on my pussy again. She did almost the same as I had done. First, licking and working over my whole pussy lips before confining myself to just the area of my clitty.
This suddenly grew in intensity from nice to amazing. I knew I was almost ready for my orgasm too. She must have known too because she tried more with my clitty. I am very sensitive there, and it didn’t take her long to bring my orgasm, too. But as I had done with her, she kept going until she brought on yet another orgasm for me.
Meanwhile, Riya had done the same for me, her head resting on my lower thigh while she began to work on my pussy again. But this time, I knew she was trying for more than just nice feelings. She was intending to bring me to an orgasm. Perhaps more than one.
So, I decided to do the same back to her, as well. Rather than just licking over the outside of her pussy lips, I was doing more. Using my free hand to pull her lips back, I was trusting my tongue deeper inside her. Licking over her soft inner flesh. Over the opening of her pissing hole, and lower to her love tunnel.
When I moved higher to where her clitty was, I pushed under the hood to expose the hard, little knob. Her reaction was immediate. She bucked her pelvis at my face as I touched her there. I suddenly discovered that Riya was closer than I thought she was. I decided to take her for her first orgasm.
I licked her a few times and heard her moaning. What I was doing was so good that she forgot to continue with me. No, that it bothered me too much, as I knew after she would finish with me. I could feel her body against me. Feel how her excitement was building. I allowed this for some time before I decided it was time to give her the finish she required.
First, I inserted two fingers into her love tunnel. Making little thrusting motions. Next, I changed my licking over her clitty to sucking on it.
That didn’t last long. I knew it wouldn’t. Her first cum hit, to be closely followed by a second. I managed to keep going, licking at her pussy through both of them.
As she recovered and settled, she began on my pussy again. She did almost the same as I had done. First, licking and working over my whole pussy lips before confining myself to just the area of my clitty.
This suddenly grew in intensity from nice to amazing. I knew I was almost ready for my orgasm too. She must have known too because she tried more with my clitty. I am very sensitive there, and it didn’t take her long to bring my orgasm, too. But as I had done with her, she kept going until she brought on yet another orgasm for me.
Suddenly someone nearby began to clap. I looked around to discover we had an audience. The sneaky people, all of them, had come around the pool and were sitting beside the chess set watching us. And yes, the ringleader, the chief accomplice, Sarvesh, was the one clapping.
“Well done,” Sairu said.
“Good show,” Gaja added.
“We weren't intending it to be a show,” Riya said.
“Well, it was, and a good one too,” Sarvesh said.
I didn't know what to say to that, so we just sat there looking at them until Dad came over and took our hands, each pulling us to our feet.
“Come on, girls. Shows over. We have some cake and ice cream to melt over it.”
Still a bit embarrassed, we followed them. Mum held back and put her arm around each of us.
“You two OK?” she asked.
We both nodded yes. “Just a bit surprised you were watching.”
“Well, you weren't really hiding it.”
“I suppose we weren't,” Riya admitted.
“You didn't even hear us come around to watch. We were exactly quiet either.”
“Well done,” Sairu said.
“Good show,” Gaja added.
“We weren't intending it to be a show,” Riya said.
“Well, it was, and a good one too,” Sarvesh said.
I didn't know what to say to that, so we just sat there looking at them until Dad came over and took our hands, each pulling us to our feet.
“Come on, girls. Shows over. We have some cake and ice cream to melt over it.”
Still a bit embarrassed, we followed them. Mum held back and put her arm around each of us.
“You two OK?” she asked.
We both nodded yes. “Just a bit surprised you were watching.”
“Well, you weren't really hiding it.”
“I suppose we weren't,” Riya admitted.
“You didn't even hear us come around to watch. We were exactly quiet either.”
So that is all from us,
Love from,
Kalki.
Love from,
Kalki.
THE END!!
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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 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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