Hello from Shandra.
It was be my husband, Rajah and I who wrote this story.
My Dad knows this waterfall well. He used to go down there a lot when he was growing up. He has taken us down there many times and we have even been swimming at the small waterfall upstream from the main Mokoroa Falls. So the location was easy to describe, right down to the cracked rock hand-hold where the rock path is always slippery.
When my sister Reshma and I first came to New Zealand, our house was down the road from this park. Our new step Dad and brother were into bushwalking and we started walking with them. Mum wasn't so interested so would usually stay at home. We had some great walks in and around the Waitakere Ranges as well as going further afield too. One that stands out is climbing Mt Taranaki.
But the Mokaoroa Track was a favourite because it was so close. Susan and Anne began joining us too and during the hot summer months, we would be swimming in the pools there too.
One day we were down there, doing the walk up the stream bed. Back then, this route wasn't as popular as it is today so usually you would see no one other than your own group. Us three girls were about 17, I think. I know we had begun writing our sexy letters. Of course, my sister Reshma was younger, just starting to develop and my stepbrother, Allan was a bit older than us.
We had stopped for lunch beside a small waterfall downstream from the main falls and being such a hot day, the water looked so inviting. Anne suggested we go swimming in our underwear. She said it was a bit like a bikini anyway. We talked about that and all of us girls were in agreement to do it when Susan, always much bolder than the rest of us, suggested skinny-dipping. So we wouldn't get our clothes wet, she said.
Dad said that is the way he and his friends, even girls sometimes, used to swim. Nothing sexual, just stripping off to go swimming. Just stripping off? In front of two men? What was he thinking? For three horny teenage girls, of course, that was sexual. How could it not be sexual? But after batting the idea around a bit we agreed. Even my little sister, Reshma, agreed too which was bold for her since she was only recently getting tits and her pussy.
So, as I remember it, four females and two males, got naked and went swimming. Sure jumping in and out of the water, our naked bodies were seen, but after a while, we were enjoying being naked. It seemed a natural way to be so it quickly became our normal way of swimming on our walks. Unless Mum was there, of course, then it would always be 'ticker-lock, cover-up.'
It was be my husband, Rajah and I who wrote this story.
My Dad knows this waterfall well. He used to go down there a lot when he was growing up. He has taken us down there many times and we have even been swimming at the small waterfall upstream from the main Mokoroa Falls. So the location was easy to describe, right down to the cracked rock hand-hold where the rock path is always slippery.
When my sister Reshma and I first came to New Zealand, our house was down the road from this park. Our new step Dad and brother were into bushwalking and we started walking with them. Mum wasn't so interested so would usually stay at home. We had some great walks in and around the Waitakere Ranges as well as going further afield too. One that stands out is climbing Mt Taranaki.
But the Mokaoroa Track was a favourite because it was so close. Susan and Anne began joining us too and during the hot summer months, we would be swimming in the pools there too.
One day we were down there, doing the walk up the stream bed. Back then, this route wasn't as popular as it is today so usually you would see no one other than your own group. Us three girls were about 17, I think. I know we had begun writing our sexy letters. Of course, my sister Reshma was younger, just starting to develop and my stepbrother, Allan was a bit older than us.
We had stopped for lunch beside a small waterfall downstream from the main falls and being such a hot day, the water looked so inviting. Anne suggested we go swimming in our underwear. She said it was a bit like a bikini anyway. We talked about that and all of us girls were in agreement to do it when Susan, always much bolder than the rest of us, suggested skinny-dipping. So we wouldn't get our clothes wet, she said.
Dad said that is the way he and his friends, even girls sometimes, used to swim. Nothing sexual, just stripping off to go swimming. Just stripping off? In front of two men? What was he thinking? For three horny teenage girls, of course, that was sexual. How could it not be sexual? But after batting the idea around a bit we agreed. Even my little sister, Reshma, agreed too which was bold for her since she was only recently getting tits and her pussy.
So, as I remember it, four females and two males, got naked and went swimming. Sure jumping in and out of the water, our naked bodies were seen, but after a while, we were enjoying being naked. It seemed a natural way to be so it quickly became our normal way of swimming on our walks. Unless Mum was there, of course, then it would always be 'ticker-lock, cover-up.'
The idea of meeting complete strangers and having sex with them was something we had been waiting to do for a long time. Even the idea of a Japanese couple and their teenage daughter wasn't a new idea. Anne had some notes on it in her diary dating right back to 2015. Many of you will know the title of this story has been on our content pages for a long time too.
But the location for this story has always been after Katrina's wedding so it kept getting push back further and further to the gap before the Letters Next Generation stories began. Well finally, we got there and so my husband Rajah and I took it on. There is a bit of a fit there too as we were both Indians who fitted the Indian's in the story fairly well.
Now, while Anne had some notes and had started this story, nothing had been done about the Japanese characters in the story. It wasn't until the stories featuring some of our online friend's names, Fred & Ginger and Ian & Kala, that the idea of naming the people after some of our readers here came up. So you will recognise all the names are from people who regularly comment in the stories. They also happen to be family with the Japanese writers too. Just remember while the reader and fiction character might share a name, they are not necessarily the same in character or appearance.
But the location for this story has always been after Katrina's wedding so it kept getting push back further and further to the gap before the Letters Next Generation stories began. Well finally, we got there and so my husband Rajah and I took it on. There is a bit of a fit there too as we were both Indians who fitted the Indian's in the story fairly well.
Now, while Anne had some notes and had started this story, nothing had been done about the Japanese characters in the story. It wasn't until the stories featuring some of our online friend's names, Fred & Ginger and Ian & Kala, that the idea of naming the people after some of our readers here came up. So you will recognise all the names are from people who regularly comment in the stories. They also happen to be family with the Japanese writers too. Just remember while the reader and fiction character might share a name, they are not necessarily the same in character or appearance.
Update - 7th Sept 2020 - 6th April 2021.
The three characters, Hirohiko, Sayako and Tukiko, appear in our stories again in Story 251 and those following. In that first story, they follow up their meeting with Joseph and Lizamoa by going to meet them again. Story 251 Part One - Our Japanese Visitors.
The three characters, Hirohiko, Sayako and Tukiko, appear in our stories again in Story 251 and those following. In that first story, they follow up their meeting with Joseph and Lizamoa by going to meet them again. Story 251 Part One - Our Japanese Visitors.
