Katrina

An introduction by Sexy Sue. (Susan.)

After Katrina had sex and lost her virginity to Mike, the group decided to back off, give her time and allow her make the first move towards further sex. Sure she was a hot sexy girl so I am sure most of the men would have been ready to fuck her but they were prepared to give her to work through her own sexuality. But, as can be seen in this story, it soon becomes clear that she was a willing player.

Within a few days of arriving in Auckland, they began their New Zealand touring. This will include two trips away, one to the north and the other to the south of Auckland City. Some places are real attractions and beaches etc., others are places we made up.

First was a trip to spend a few days on a small dairy farm in the area of Warkworth, to the north of Auckland City. One purpose of this trip was to show the visitors from India where some of the earlier stories from our blog took place. The idea to make some of those earlier stories seem more real. I’ve only included one of those visits here for you but since they don’t feature Katrina, I’ve left a couple of not so sexy visits out.

This story you are reading is actually a combination of three smaller stories set during the early part of their Northland trip. Perhaps not as sexy as many of you might wish. There is mention of an evening playing a sexy game called Strip XX. This is a big story, a sexy story, currently being rewritten for Literotica. At one point some younger kids appeared in non sexual roles which needed to be removed for this story to be excepted here on this site. During this rewrite the whole story is getting a major makeover. More fun, more sexy. Look for Strip XX as the next story I will publish here. (Literotica Readers – See Katrina Pt. 02 Ch. 03)

So that is our purpose of this story to move young Katrina on to further sexual adventures. It would not seem real to have her to jump straight into wall to wall orgies. Having just lost her virginity, Katrina really had not thought much about what would happen beyond that. She knows these people are playing sexually and she knows she is welcome to join in but she needs time to get her head around all this, then she’ll be a player.

As my friend Anne (Kiwianne12) always says – “Enough Admin,” so let’s get on with the story.

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Goat Hunting and Milking Cows.

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Hi, it is Katrina here.

The first evening we were on the farm, I heard Mike and Lizamoa arranging to go rabbit hunting. I was a bit disappointed because I was busy with our camping preparations and unable to go. Then Jenny offered to take over cooking duties from me. Quickly I changed into jeans to protect my legs and a loose shirt. I put on some walking shoes then went over to where they were waiting for me.

“Are you girls ready?” Mike asked.

We both nodded, confirming that we were.

He took us around to the farm house and we called to see his uncle. This man Tom was a very nice man and I enjoyed meeting with him. An older man, with a twinge in his eye and a flirt with us ladies.

“You’re a little hottie,” he said, looking at me. I can’t believe he said that in front of us and his wife too. But I just smiled thanks, I little bit pleased that he noticed me.

He told us that last night while up the back of the farm he had seen a small group of some goats. He told if we got one he would be happy to skin and clean it for us. The thought of a wild goat curry made us keen to try and get one.

Then suddenly Tom said, “Here, give me a minute and I’ll come with you.”

Maybe he decided to come when he saw two pretty women were with Mike. Naughty Farmer Tom.

So soon the four of us were starting to climb the hill towards the back of his farm. We now had a gun each because Mike’s Uncle had taken two. I held my gun but I had no idea what to do with it. It was a bit heavy and awkward to hold. When I said I was so worried that it might suddenly go bang and I might be shooting something, Mike opened it and showed me that it was not having the bullets. I was so relieved to discover this and then happy with carrying it.

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Once we were through the flat farm land at the bottom, the track became steeper as we began to climb the hills. I also noticed that this farmland had become more and more overgrown as we climbed.

We stopped at a gate to load the guns. Mike took mine too and I watched how he placed two bullets into it. I held one bullet and looked at the metal point and how heavy it was. I was amazed how this little thing could kill such a large animal as a goat. As Mike handed the gun back to me he was warning me.

“Now Katrina,” he told me. “This gun is now loaded. To make it fire you must pull this little lever underneath here, the trigger. Keep your hand well away from that. And never point the gun up into the air or at anyone.”

I listened carefully to his instructions because I was not wanting to be making the gun go off and be shooting anyone. I would be especially careful not to touch the trigger thing after that.

“Now you hold it like this,” he continued. “See one hand here and the other one back here with the barrel pointing down towards the ground. OK?”

I nodded my head as I took the gun again, this time take care to holding it like he was telling.

“Now girls,” Mike said. “Once the shooting starts have your guns on your left side, ready to pass over to us when our guns are empty. Come up beside us on our right side.”

“How do we know when?” I asked him.

“Two shots, Katrina and I’ll need the other gun. When the shooting starts, things will happen fast.”

Now we continued our climb up the steep track. We saw a couple of rabbits but since we were now attempting for the goats they decided not to try for then as our shooting would be warning for the goats. Then Mike’s Uncle said we were getting closer to where the goats were discovered the night before. He thought they would probably be in a clearing which was coming up. I wasn’t sure entirely what he said but I was becoming excited with what was about to happen. We now were walking as silently and quietly as ever we could not wanting to be warning the goats where we were. My heart was thumping so loud that I was sure the goats would be hearing.

Suddenly we came to a corner on the track and as we approached it Mike held up his finger for us to be silent. Slowly and quietly we crept around the corner and then I saw them. There must have been nearly a dozen within the herd.

I watched with my heart in my mouth as both men raised their guns. Almost at the same time both guns fired. The sound was louder than I was expecting and it made me jump. One larger goat stumbled and fell and then with the second two shots two more fell.

By now the herd was beginning to scatter as I quickly swapped guns with Mike. I saw Lizamoa had also swapped guns too. Two more shots and another two goats fell. Then both men ran forward and fired again and another goat fell as the remaining herd now was running in all directions and scattering into the bush.

It had all been so fast, all over in less than a minute. Now as we walked forward we found there were six goats lying on the ground. It had been exciting to see such a thing happen. I watched as Mike inspected each body and Lizamoa told me he was checking they were all dead because he didn’t want any to suffer or suddenly get up and try walking away hurt. But no he soon reported they had all been with clean shots. I think that means they were killing shots.

Mike said he wanted to go higher up the hill and try for a few rabbits but Tom said he would go back down and bring up the quad bike to pick-up the goats. Lizamoa said she wanted to go on with Mike. Tom turned to me and asked if I wanted to go back down with him. I decided to go back down with Tom to get the quad bike.

On the way back I learned more about him and he was a nice man to talk to. We came to the farm and took a quad-bike with a small cart (trailer) behind and I got on behind him as we started back up the hill. This machine was faster than I expected and I had to hold on tightly to him to stop falling off. I do not know what he thought with this girl hugging him from behind and pressing her breasts to him but I was scared of falling. It was also my job to be getting off when we came to the gates and to be opening and closing again behind the bike. This is very important on a farm with the many farm animals. Leave all gates how you find them!

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We reached the goats and I was helping pull them on to the trailer. I was wearing a loose shirt and I didn’t notice it hang open as I bent to pick up a goat. This must-have happened three times before I caught him looking. He was a naughty boy, this farmer, looking but I didn’t really mind. My bikini top was on underneath. I let him look for the last two goats too.

We were just finished this when Mike and Lizamoa appeared carrying five rabbits. I was surprised that they found any because I thought with all the goat shooting there would be none. They told us that two of them had been shot by Lizamoa too. I was impressed with her.

We had to place the last goat across the back of the bike where I had been sitting so now I had to walk down with Mike and Liz following the bike.

Back at the farm, Tom said, “If you want to do the rabbits, Mike, I’ll start on the goats. But there is a lot to do so we’ll need the boys.”

“OK,” said Mike. “Lizamoa, go back to the camp and tell the girls we have rabbit for dinner. And could you ask Peter, Steve and Joseph if they could come and give us a hand.”

He then turned to me and said I could go back with her as this next part was a bit messy. But I wanted to see it all so I was willing to stay.

While Mike began peeling the skins off the rabbits I helped Tom to hang each goat from a large wooden beam in the shed. I had the idea that he liked being close to work with me. While we were busy with this, Joseph, Steve and Peter arrived. Shanti and Lizamoa were with them.

I watched as Tom began cutting the skin away from the hind legs of the first larger goat. He was showing me how it was done and soon he handed me the knife to try as well. Taking small little cuts when needed I was slowly peeling the skin down away from the body. Tom said to be careful because he wanted the skins, so I was careful how I was cutting only cutting at the strings of fat between the skin and body. He then left me doing and he started on another goat. It was then that I looked up and discovered the others were working on skinning goats too.

I think I was too slow because I had my goat half way down with the skin when Mike came to me with the rabbit bodies. “Katrina, I will take over from you if you could take these back to Sharon and Jenny.”

When I returned, all of the goats had been skinned and now the men were working on taking the smelly insides out. This was not very nice to see and like I said a bit smelly too.

“Come on Katrina,” Shanti said. “We’ll get some veggies for the rabbit stew.”

Taking a garden fork we went into the garden and I watch how she dug up some fresh potatoes, and carrots. I helped her also picking a few peas and beans too. We picked a few big red chilies too. I was surprised they grew them in New Zealand. Back in the shed, she took three big onions and then she left heading for our camp. I went back to see how the goats were going. By now they had one on a table and they were cutting it up.

“What will you use all the meat for?” I asked.

“Oh a lot of it will go in the freezer for dog tucker,” said Tom. “But the best bits on the legs we will eat ourselves.”

“And we have wild goat curry for dinner tomorrow night too,” Peter added.

It was getting late now and Tom said, “Mike can you finish up here? I have to go and start milking.”

“No problem uncle,” Mike said. “We’ll leave the last two hanging in the cool room.”

“Fine,” replied Tom. “We can cut them up tomorrow afternoon.”

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Tom then looked at me. “Katrina, have you seen milking cows before?” he asked me.

“No,” I replied.

“Ok, you can come and help if you want.”

I went off with Tom to help with the milking. Yes, that involved another ride on the farm bike to get the cows. After picking up the goats before, I think Tom might have liked me riding behind him on the bike because when I held on to him again I made sure my breasts were firmly pressed against his back. Once we got the cows into the pen I then was able to witness how the milking process went. It was interesting to see and soon I was helping down in the pit moving the sucking cups from side to side.

While we were in the milking shed, I was helping him milk the cows he mentioned: “You are very beautiful.”

“Thank you, Tom,” I replied.

“I might even say sexy,” he added. “I hope you are not offended.”

After what had happened up the farm earlier, I knew where this was coming from.

“No not at all,” I returned. “I take it as a compliment.”

For I while I considered what he might say next. When he didn’t I decided to say something more myself.

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“I saw you peeping down my blouse before.” Then looking him straight in the eye I added, “Did you like what you saw?”

I could see the shock and confusion in his face. It was kind of amused me, but in fact, I actually felt sorry for him.

“I am sorry… I didn’t mean to… Your blouse… Hanging open.”

I decided to let him off the hook as I said, “It’s Ok, it is only my bikini top underneath.”

“I didn’t know you knew.”

“Yes I knew,” I replied with a grin. “Would have been better if I hadn’t worn my bikini, don’t you think?”

“Oh, my!” he said with a big grin appearing. “Much better.”

“Maybe I will if I help you tomorrow.”

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A bit later some of the others including Amita and Hansini arrived to see the milking. I was so busy with what I was doing that I didn’t know they were there until suddenly Amita was beside me asking me what I was doing. I was showing her how the cows were milked. When they were ready to return to the camp I went with them but just before we left Mike’s Auntie arrived with a bowl of strawberries for us.

“Oh you need some fresh cream to go with those,” Tom said.

He went into the machine room and soon came back with a small container of fresh warm cream. Wow, were we going to have a feast tonight?

Mike’s auntie then saw the state of my clothes. “You got messy Katrina,” she said.

I looked down to see I had blood and cow droppings all over my jeans. I was looking to be such a mess.”

If you can bring those back up to me, I’ll clean them for you,” she told me.

It seems, living on a dairy farm they are used to cleaning clothes in such a dirty state.

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I arrived back at the camp and to find the girls had a large pot over the fire. I went to look and I could smell a lovely smelling coming from the pot. Then Jenny caught sight of me.

“Katrina,” she said. “Look at the state of your clothes. You are a mess.”

“What is it?” Amita asked. “You smell so bad!”

“I got dirty in the cow shed,” I told her.

“Cow shit,” laughed Steve. “I think she’s been rolling in it.”

“Is that a new perfume Katrina?” asked Peter.

I heard Lizamoa start to giggle and soon they all started.

“Yes you could market it as a new perfume called ‘Cow Shit” added Steve.

“No! No, mate! No girl would go for that name,” said Peter.

“What about ‘Rural Aroma, then?”

“Yeah, that sounds better. Rural Aroma.”

“I can see that on TV with Katrina standing there in her shit splashed jeans,” laughed Mike.

“That’s the one,” added Steve. “The advert starts with the shot of the backside of a cow and then it pans to Katrina, in her jeans.”

“In just her Jean’s?” Sharon asked.

“I’d like that,” Peter said, “but might be too much for TV. Better leave her shirt on.”

Then Steve continued his story. “She can then say, ‘Try Rural Aroma, it will keep the randy city boys away.'”

“Well that counts both of you guys too,” Sharon added. “City slickers.”

This had them all laughing.

Finally, I said,” Well Steve if you like it, this smell so much, come here honey and give me a big hug.”

As I stepped towards him with my arms open, he jumped back. As he did he tripped over his camp seat falling flat on his back.

That made us all laugh again.

“That’s very unfriendly of you Steve,” said Shanti. “All she wants is a little hug.”

“No way!” replied Steve. “Not while she’s like that.”

“What Steve? Don’t you want a hug from me, honey?” I said trying to look sad.

“No! No! Maybe later when you get cleaned up.

“Ok I suppose I better clean up before dinner,” I said.

“Well you are not eating with us, smelling like that,” said Amita. “You better go down to the stream to wash.”

I went down to the stream and just walked straight in wearing all my clothes. I washed off the worse of it, as much of the blood and cow manure as I could, then stripped off my clothes to wash myself.

When I got back, now washed and smelling nice, with the clean clothes on. Tom and his wife had arrived and we all sat down to large plates of steaming hot spicy rabbit stew. It was then that I realised how hungry I was. Before the others had finished, my plate was clean and I was back at the pot for a second helping.

Steve noticed me and said, “I think you have worked up an appetite today, Katrina.”

“Yes, Steve. I didn’t realise just how hungry I was until now.”

“So did you have a good day?” Mike asked me.

“Yes Mike,” I replied. “A very good day.”

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Playing Strip XX.

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We had a delicious meal that night with the rabbit, followed by strawberries covered with honey and cream. Mike’s Uncle Tom and Auntie Betty had dinner with us, then went back to their house, taking Hansini’s smelly clothes with them. I can’t believe that girl got so messy when all the others came back fairly clean.

After dinner, we were sitting around the fire deciding what we could do when Mike suggested that we play a different version of the game strip. “We have all played the original game of Strip,” he said. “And many of us have tried Strip Reverse too, which was a bit of fun. So what about trying another version of the game.”

“Another version?” I asked.

“Yes we make-up another version,” Mike replied.

“So what do you suggest?” asked Shanti.

“Let’s call it Strip XX,” said Mike.

“Strip XX? I’ve never heard of that one.”

“Yes, we play the same way, as usual, you know… until we lose all of our clothes… then when you make a demand on another player you can ask them to do something for one minute,” Mike explained.

I could tell he was making this up as he went along.

I was beginning to warm to the idea but I was a bit concerned what these sexy things could be. “What things do you have in mind?” I asked him.

“Well, that’s up to you and the person you are asking. It could be anything you think of doing – sexy of course.”

“But what if the person doesn’t want to do what you ask?”

“Oh, I hadn’t thought of that. Ok then, if the person being demanded says no then you… Then you must decide on something else. Something that satisfies both of you… Both you and also the demander as well,” Mike replied. “Is that Ok?”

With an escape from any dare I couldn’t do, I was much happier with his game. “Yes, that is better. You can count me in,” I informed him.

“Me too,” added Shanti.

Other quickly followed until they all had agreed.

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This was a big game that would go on well into the evening. First I was losing my clothing along with everyone else and then when dares started being made it became very sexy. Yes, I myself was also involved doing some sexy things too.
Since this story would be a very complex story for telling it was given for Amita to be telling. She is a much better writer than I could be so her story will be published following my story. (Literotica Readers – See Katrina Pt. 02 Ch. 03)

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Fun in the Sand Dunes.

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Shanti again as our Warkworth Trip continues.

We didn’t get up very early on the second day of our camping trip. It had been a long night, a big night and most of us were tired. I awoke to the sound of voices and I looked around to find Mike. He wasn’t in the tent. Kathy and Michael were still sleeping so I just slipped on a long T-shirt, one of Mike’s, got up and went outside.

There were Mike, Katrina and Steve busy working by the fire. They had breakfast well underway.

I went over towards them, “Hi guys,” I said.

“Good morning, love,” Mike replied. “You ready for a coffee? The kettle has just boiled.”

“Yes,” I answered. “That would be nice.”

While Mike was getting my coffee I was watching Katrina cooking. She looked up, noticed me watching and gave me a smile.

“This is an interesting way to be cooking,” she said.

“Why?”

“Oh we use gas in India but I have never done with a real fire like this.”

“Well, this is real camping!”

“Yes, I like it too.”

I watched as she worked, turning the bacon strips to make it crisp.

“I have never cooked this bacon before,” she said. “We did for you when you were in India but the cook did the cooking then.”

As I watched she lifted the bacon strips out and put them to one side and then she started breaking eggs into the pan.

Mike arrived with my coffee. “Here you are, honey,” he said as he leaned over to give me a quick kiss. As he moved away I caught Katrina watching us with a slight smile on her face before she turned back to her pan.

“Did you have fun last night?” I asked her.

“Yes, I did. It was a good game to play.”

“And a sexy game to play too,”

She smiled shyly. “Yes, that one too.”

“You had a lot of attention from the guys too.”

“Yes, they were a bit,” she replied. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“No, not at all. You are a new attraction for them,” I said with a laugh. “How do you feel about it?”

“Oh, I didn’t mind what those guys were doing to me. It was sexy what they were getting up to. I was very excited by it.”

“I think we all were, honey,” I replied.

“I was thinking I would have liked some more,” she confessed to me with her voice lowered.

“Well, you should have said something. I am sure one of the guys would have been happy to help, knowing them.”

She gave a little giggle. “I know but I saw you were all going off to bed, together with your husbands and I did not want to ask.”

“Well don’t be so shy next time,” I said.

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By now others had started arriving. I think the smell of the cooking was getting them out of bed.

“What’s our plan for today Mike?” I asked.

“Well, I think a visit to another beach would be good. This time we’ll go to the beach where you lost your red bikini.” Then he grinned and added, “We’ll see if we can find it.”

“We haven’t been back there since then,” I replied.

“I know. It has been a long time.”

“What about lunch?” I asked. “Do we need to make something to take?”

“No, I was thinking we could stop off at the Sawmill Café in Leigh before we take them horse riding after lunch. We then should get back. I want to get here a bit early, we still need to help with the goats.”

So that was our plan for the day. As soon as breakfast was over we packed all the kids into the cars and headed out towards the main road again. Turning north again we soon came to the township of Leigh. Passing straight through this small town we went on down to the beach.

To my surprise, there were a lot more batches and houses around than there had been when we were there years ago. We left Jenny and Mootie with the kids splashing around in a shallow lagoon while we began walking down the beach which looked much the same as before. There was the main public area near the car park and lighthouse while further down it was still mainly deserted. We walked along for some time until Mike suddenly said he thought this was where we went swimming.

So I’ll hand over to Mike now, but before you continue you may want to read Letter 19, Vol 0ne.

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Hi Mike here,

It was very hard to find the exact spot on a beach where the sand dunes shifted but I was fairly certain that we were in about the right place. Anyway, it was near enough to give those from India an idea of the location. Even the day was similar, a beautiful sunny day with a brisk offshore breeze, just enough to cut up the surf. As before there was nobody anywhere near, just a couple far down the beach, just specks in the distance.

I asked who wanted to go swimming and everyone quickly agreed.

“I do not want to be losing my bikini,” said Lizamoa.

“Then leave it on the beach, Liz,” Shanti told her. “Go skinny dipping.”

“Ok I will,” she grinned.

Still grinning, she removed her bikini top and began peeling down her bikini bottom she stepped out of it throwing them both on the sand beside her. Soon the rest of us were following her example. I warned them to be careful since the rip could be as strong as it was last time.

So soon we were enjoying the rough surf splashing each other until we were all wet and then diving into the oncoming waves. The girls were soon showing those from India how to body surf and they were all laughing whenever a larger wave almost knocked them over. I notice Katrina didn’t move too far away from Joseph and me. She must have learnt her lesson in Australia.

After a while, we got out and sat on the beach to dry in the sun. With the breeze, it didn’t take very long. Then picking up our gear, we prepared to head back to the main part of the beach. I had intended just walking back down the beach, but something changed that.

“Show us the way you went before,” said Lizamoa.

“Yes I want to see that place too,” added Hansini.

“These dunes are moving all the time,” I explained to them. “I very much doubt we will find the exact same spot where we were before.”

“Well, we will try it anyway. I hope we can even remember where it was,” said Shanti.

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So we headed for the sand dunes behind the beach, beginning the steep climb up their seaward face. It was steeper than I remember them. Either I was getting older or the ocean had eroded them a lot more. I think probably the first one.

Once we got up into the sand dunes to my surprise I suddenly discovered things looked a bit familiar. Where I clearly remember there being two distant lines of dunes there were, in fact, two distant lines of dunes. I think Shanti remembered it too because she boldly took over the lead as if she suddenly knew exactly where she was going.

“I remember this place,” she suddenly said. “The hollow we are looking for is over there.”

“I might not be there, love,” I warned her. “It’s been years since we were here.”

“No! No!” she replied. “I know exactly where it is.”

Almost at a run, we followed her along the line of dunes and then suddenly she turned, running down the inshore face of the first dunes and then climbing the second. By now she was far in front of us as she disappeared between two small hills in the second line of dunes. She was only gone a minute before she reappeared.

“I’ve found it,” she called. “It is still here.”

As we climbed up towards her she disappeared back between the hills. When I followed her in I discovered we were in that same little hollow, the one we found all those years ago. In this part of the dunes, the scrub and dune-grass have grown enough to stabilize their surface and so that little hollow was still there.

I looked around as the others entered behind me.

“Is this the place?” Amita asked.

“Yes!” cried out Shanti. “This is the place in the story.”

“So where did you do it?” Hansini asked.

“Over there. Somewhere near those bushes, I think. All the plants have grown a lot since then.”

“Well don’t mess around now,” said Amita. “Show us what you did.”

“What here?” Shanti asked.

“Yes,” replied Amita. “That’s what we came here for.”

“An action replay,” Lizamoa laughed.

“Yes and I want to see it too,” added Hansini. “And you do too, don’t you Katrina?”

Katrina was now smiling and she nodded her head. “Yes, Mike. I want to see.”

Those naughty Indian girls were really pushing us.

For a moment I thought Shanti would not consider it and then she turned to me. I noticed that smile she gets when she is considering doing something like this and then she laughed.

“Well Honey, if they want a show, then perhaps we better give them one.”

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Stepping towards me she undid my belt and the shorts I was wearing fell to my ankles. I was not wearing anything underneath. Then she lifted up her arms and placed them around my neck. Gently she began pushing me back towards a grassy bit of bank. Just as she pushed me back Hansini was quick enough to throw a towel over the prickly dune grass.

Kneeling between my legs she began to work on my cock with her hands. After a minute or so she bent down towards me taking me into her mouth.

“Hey!” said Amita. “I don’t remember that in the story.”

Shanti stopped what she was doing long enough to say, “No, we just added it for extra interest.”

This brought a giggle from some of those watching.

Then she returned to what she was doing. Soon she decided I was ready for her and standing up she stepped towards me. Then with one hand, she guided me to the opening of her pussy as she lowered herself on to me. I felt her pussy pressed against the head of my cock and then she opened for me. As she sank down I felt the warm wetness of her engulf me until I was deep inside her.

Then with a gentle rocking motion, she began pumping me with her pussy. Since she was sitting on me with most of her weight I couldn’t help her very much but it soon became obvious that she was doing a good enough job for both of us. I could feel the cum begin to rise as my climax was approaching while at the same time I noticed she now had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily. I knew that she was probably as close as I was.

Then it happened. Her body gave a massive shudder and she came, letting out that low deep-throated moan that I love to hear. If I had anything left it was gone after that as I was sent into an intense orgasm myself.

We sat like that for a few moments basking in the afterglow of our orgasms as she gently rocked in my lap and as my deflating cock slipped out of her she stood up smiling down at me. Suddenly the group of people surrounding us began clapping. It was a bit of a shock for both of us I think because we were both so caught up in our love-making that we had completely forgotten about them.

“Good job guys,” I heard Sharon say. “Good job.”

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There was then a round of comments of approval from others in the group and then I heard Katrina say, “That was so sexy Mike.”

“You liked it, did you, Katrina,” I replied.

She nodded yes.

“Well, maybe you would like to try next.”

“Maybe I would like but you are unable to be doing now,” she said cheekily as she looked down, her hand reaching to touch my now limp cock.

Steve, who has had his eye on Katrina for a while saw his chance, he quickly jumped in. “Mike is not the only guy here Katrina. What about me?”

She looked at him for a moment and for a while I thought she might actually do it and then she just smiled. “Maybe later Steve,” she said.

“But I’m sure you would like what Mike just gave to Shanti?”

“I think if you were watching Steve, that Shanti was giving to Mike.”

That girl was giving back as much as she got from us guys. It made Steve stop and smile before he continued.

“Well, maybe it was, Katrina. So don’t you want to give some to me?

She paused for a moment. And I began to realise she was actually considering do it. Having sex with Steve in front of all of us.

“Well? What do you say, Katrina?” he pressed her.

She looked around at all of us. We all remained silent, waiting to see what she would do.

“With everyone here?” she asked him.

“Sure they won’t mind,” Steve said.” They all have seen sex before.”

I don’t think she was worried about them minding. I think she was more concerned about doing it in front of an audience.

“Like Shanti did?” she asked.

“Just do like Shanti did,” said Steve.

She smiled at him, still a bit unsure.

“You know you want to be with me.”

“How do you know that?”

“Katrina, I know your little pussy is enjoying hard cock.”

Wow! That was bold of him. For a moment I thought he might have blown it but no, she was still considering all this. We all waited, all wondering if she would do it or back down. She glanced around at us again, but none of us said a word. She then looked back at Steve.

“How do I know that you are ready for it, Steve?”

We all had no doubt about that and I am sure she didn’t either.

She watched as Steve unzipped his shorts and presented a rock hard erection.

“Is that hard enough?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” she laughed. “I will need to check it first.”

Go on then.”

“I will,” she replied.

We watch as Katrina knelt down in front of him taking his cock in her hands. It was at that point that I became sure we were in for another sex show. Now her head bent down to him and after a few tentative licks, she took him into her mouth. So now she was slowly pumping him with her hand while sucking him off.

Suddenly she stopped and stood up directly in front of him. Standing before him like that it was clear how small she was compared to him. Her face was only level with his shoulders. She looked so tiny against his strong muscular body.

“Now you are ready Steve,” she said.

Then to his surprise, her hands came up to his chest and she gave him a massive push which sent him sprawling on to the black sand.

“That’s hot!” he cried jumping up holding his bare bum.

Katrina just gave a little evil laugh in reply.

“Here use this,” said Hansini throwing the towel I had used into the sand bank behind him.

Steve sat down and watched as Katrina pulled her cover-up over her head and stepped towards him. Not having bothered with her bikini again after the swim, she was still completely naked underneath.

He reached for her, first his hands on her waist pulling her closer and then both hands going for her breasts. It was clear she was enjoying that. Then finally one hand went for her pussy. A few rubs there was all the foreplay she was going to get, not that I think she needed any.

She moved right up close to him, her legs each side of his and then as she lowered herself on top to his lap, he guided himself into her pussy. It was obvious how ready she was by the way he easily slipped straight in. It took her a couple of tries before she got herself into a comfortable position before she began.

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Following what Shanti had done with me, she started a slow movement by slowly rotating her hips. This caused his erection to slowly slide in and out of her, while all the time rubbing against her clit.

It did not take long before it began having an effect on both of them. As they became more and more turned on they changed their motion until it became partly her moving and partly him thrusting up at her. They began to speed up, going faster and faster. And soon it became clear by their breathing, just how close they were.

Suddenly she cried out and she lost the rhythm, her body just began bucking around on top of him as her orgasm hit her. But it didn’t matter; he was into his climax as well. With a couple of hard thrusts back up at her, he came as well. We saw his body tense, we knew he was filling her pussy with his cum too.

They sat there for a few moments, her still sitting on his lap with her legs each side of him. Then he reached up and kissed her on the lips. That surprised her.

“Thank you, Katrina,” he said.

“You are welcome, Steve. I should be saying the thank you to you,” she replied as she stood up.

They quickly wiped themselves off and then joined us where we were waiting and we began the walk through the sand hills back to the car park. As we approached the peak of the last dune those of us who were not already dressed did so and we walked down the last slope into the car park.

As I approached the car I heard a call from the playground and turned to see little Kathy running towards me calling “Daddy! Daddy!” as she did.

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Topless Horse Riding.

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Hi, Shanti again.

We left the beach and headed back into the little town of Leigh. During the summer this is a busy little holiday town but by now; late summer it was a lot quieter. We stopped at the Old Sawmill Café for lunch and then some went back to camp with the kids while we went on to do some horse riding after that.

Riding a horse was something many of our group had never done and so it was a lot of fun for them to try. They organized horse riding treks down onto the beach. Since there were so many of us they just took us in our own group.

The track to the beach went through a pine forest. As we reached the edge of the forest before descending down onto the beach we came across a sign which said “Topless Beach Beyond This Point.”

The guide who was leading us said we were welcome to ride topless if we wanted. I thought to myself I bet he says that to every party and I wondered just how many girls take him up on it too. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the one who had put the sign there. Smiling to myself I reached around to undo my bikini top. Anyway, he was going to get lucky today I said to myself.

I heard Katrina, who was just behind me say, “Shanti, are you going topless horse riding?”

Since I already had my top off I thought the answer was pretty obvious but then Mike who was behind Katrina laughed. “Of course she is Katrina. Have you ever known Shanti to miss a chance to get her tits out?”

“Mike!” I protested.

He just laughed as he passed us.

“OK. I will too,” Katrina said.

I looked around to see her take her T-shirt off and then her bikini top. Soon Hansini and Amita had joined us too. I bet the guide enjoyed that seeing four Indian girls topless. He came back passing close to us and offered to hold our tops in his pack. Of course, when he came close to take them he got a close view of each of us too.

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We were now on the beach, and as we rode along the beach, we soon spread out a bit. Joseph and Mootie were with our guide up in front. I was riding with Hansini. Just a bit behind us were, Katrina and Amita. Further back Mike and Sarvesh brought up the rear.

“This horse riding is a bit sexy,” Hansini told me.

“How do you mean?” I asked her.

“You know down there. It feels nice rubbing against the horse.”

I suddenly realised what she was getting at. Then a very naughty thought came to me. “Did you know you can make that feeling even better?”

“No,” she replied. “How do I do that?”

“Move forward until your pussy is touching where the saddle curves up.”

She gripped the front of the saddle with one hand and pulled herself forward.

“How does that feel?” I asked.

“This is better,” Hansini replied with a grin.

“Not good enough yet,” I said partly to her and partly to myself. “Now lean slightly forward a bit too.”

She did this and I saw her adjust her position a couple of times. Suddenly her eyes opened and she gave a slight gasp.

“I am seeing what you mean now Shanti.”
“Now press your pussy harder against the saddle each time the horse moves. Get your movements in time with the horse.”

I watched her for a few moments and the look on her face told me it was having an effect. I smiled to myself as a dropped back a bit with Amita and Katrina to watch the fun. Amita and Katrina had both heard me talking with Hansini.

“Do you think she can do it?” Amita asked leaning close to me so her voice wasn’t heard.

“I don’t know. I hope so,” I replied grinning.

The three of us watched Hansini working her pussy against the horse. The men up in front with the guide had no idea what was happening behind them. It was soon becoming more and more obvious that she was steadily building herself towards a climax.

Suddenly we saw her body stiffen and she let out a gasp. Well, part gasp and part cry. The three men up front, turned at the noise, looking straight at Hansini. She just sat there partly shocked and partly embarrassed by what had just happened, while the three of us women were giggling.

The guide looked at Hansini and then glanced down at her lap. He smiled. It was clear he knew exactly what had just happened.

Then the men turned and began moving on again. Hansini had dropped back with us now and as I came alongside her, I asked, “How was that Hansini?”

She was still looking a bit shocked. “The guide… He knew what I did,” she said.

The Amita on her other side said, “All three of them figured that one out, Hansini. It was pretty obvious.”

Then Mike came up behind us. “I can’t take you girls anywhere without one of you getting into trouble, can I?” he said.

“Naughty girl,” Sarvesh said.

“It was Shanti who showed me.”

“Well that is a new trick Shanti,” Mike said. “When did you learn to do that?”

“I didn’t. I’ve never done it myself,” I explained. “I just heard that it was possible.”

“So you have never done that Shanti?” asked Amita.

“No, never,” I replied.

“But you got me to do, Shanti!” Hansini said surprised. “You told me to do when you didn’t even know it was possible.”

“No, I just told you because I thought it might be possible. Now you have proved that it is.”

“So Shanti you have got Hansini doing your little science experiments now?” Amita said.

“And you got Hansini into trouble too,” Katrina laughed.

“Yes,” I replied to both of them. “And she had fun too.”

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A while later the guide announced that it was time to turn back. He also said that we could ride in the water as the horses liked that. So soon we were riding the horses in the surf. It was fun with the waves flowing under the horses as they walked. I know the horses liked it too.

Then Katrina and Hansini went a bit deeper into the water. A larger wave came up and wet Katrina’s jeans up to her knees. Soon Hansini was getting a bit wet too. They went in a bit deeper and suddenly an extra big wave washed right over their horse’s backs. The girls were completely soaked. They both screamed with fright and then started to laugh.

I wondered about the horses but I suppose these were well trained and used to novice riders. I don’t think that anything that happened on their backs would bother them.

Soon Amita had joined the girls getting as wet as they were. I went in a bit and got most of my jeans wet but I noticed the guys stayed in the shallow water. We continued along the beach with an occasional wave wetting us again. It was fun and I know the girls had a great time.

Then the guide was calling us out as we arrived at the track up through the pine forest. When we reached the sign the guide pulled our tops from his back. As he handed them back he said, “Better put these back on now. Some of our other customers might not approve of you girls like that.”

He handed each of us our bikini tops, finally coming to Katrina. He sat watching her and I notice she took her time, playing with it, pretending to adjust it before she put it on. While she did she had an interesting little conversation with the guide. It went something like this:-

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“Are you telling all the girls they can be with the tops off?”

“No, just what the sign says.”

“I think you made the sign up.”

The guide just laughed.

“See I knew it. Do many of the girls do?”

“Yes, many actually do. Even some who obviously don’t usually go topless.”

“Have any Indian girls done before?”

“No. Not on my trips.”

“So this is the first you are viewing the Indian breasts?”

“Yes.” He replied. “You girls are beautiful girls. You have beautiful breasts too.”

“I am happy you were liking.”

“Yes, I was. Thank you for showing them.

“You are welcome,” replied Katrina. “I am happy to be showing too.”

By now Katrina was just about to put her top on. She took her breasts in her hands. Holding them, displaying her nipples for him. “Do you like my nipples?” asked cheekily.

He looked down at them for a moment then his eyes returned to her face. “Yes,” he said. “They are beautiful. So dark and so big.”

“Big nipples are nice to suck. All the boys are liking them.”

I was still listening, as were many of the others. I was surprised at just how cheeky and bold she was.

Now she was replacing her top. “Maybe if we had more time I would be letting you try but we must be getting back now,” she said with a grin.

With that, she turned her horse and rode on in front of all of us. Not even waiting for the guide to lead. I could not see her face but I had the impression that Katrina was once again very pleased with her little bit of flirting.

For a moment the guide sat watching her in surprise before turning his horse to continue after her.

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Soon we were back at the horse pens near the car park. As we rode in another group were just getting ready to move off on their ride. I know they were looking at us with soaking wet jeans but dry tops. We got off our horses and gave them a pat. When we had thanked our guide we returned to our cars.

I know Amita and Katrina both had a lot of fun riding on the beach and into the water but I think Hansini had the most fun. When we had arrived back, we were still quite wet but since it was so hot we didn’t bother changing.

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From here we returned to our camp at Uncle Tom’s farm. As we knew everyone, especially the kids were fairly tired, the first job for some of the women was to settle the kids down for a nap. Then many of us followed their example and had a nap too.

Mike and Steve went over to help Tom with the last two goats but when they got there they found that he had done them already so before long they were back at the camp too.

So the plan was to take it easy for the rest of the day as many of us were still suffering from the late night before.

But as will be shown as my story continues, not everyone took a rest even if they were sort of laying down.