TNWS02 A Summer to RememberChapter 25 Undressing Brandi
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After snuggling on Keith’s bed for about an hour and even nodding off to sleep for a bit the redheaded girl in Keith’s arms whispered quietly into Keith’s ear and said, “I think I am ready for you to sex me up now but let’s start in the 69 position with you on top then let’s just fuck each other hard out. OK?”
Keith then rolled over so that he was now facing this fun little girl. He kissed her on the lips again - she had such luscious red lips he thought, just made for lots of kissing - then said in reply, “That sounds like fun to me.”
Keith next spun his body over the top of the girl so that his groin was pointing down into her face and his own face was hovering right over the top of all that lovely, red, thick pubic bush. Keith had been looking forward to the moment when his lips and tongue could part those pubes and go exploring into all those glorious folds of pink flesh underneath - and explore they did.
As Keith’s face was descending down into that forest of pubic hair his soft dick was getting slowly sucked into the naked girl’s mouth at the other end. The girl was also caressing Keith’s balls very gently with her hands and every now and then poking just one finger up into Keith’s arse hole. Keith also found himself doing similar things to this girl’s body as he sucked down on a very chunky clitoris and licked along a very full set of inner and outer pussy lips ... the girl was indeed very well endowed in this respect as Keith was discovering. He was also getting one of his own fingers to do his own piece of digital insertion much to the girl’s delight.
All this sucking and fingering of each others bodies was just making them both shudder with uncontrolled spasms of delight at the sheer pleasure of this sixty niner romp. Keith was just loving the feel of all that red bush between the girl’s legs rubbing up into his face as he nuzzled hard down into it and ate the girl’s pussy out with great relish. The girl at the other end was slurping away most vigorously on Keith’s large erection. She was shoving the thing as far into her mouth as was possible and wrapping her tongue around it like some sort of snake while one of her fingers fucked Keith hard up the arse.
After a while when Keith was still getting his mouth full of pussy lip and pubic hair he heard a muffled sound coming from the girl underneath him.
“ ... ummmphh ... leth’s ... leth’s ... ahhhhh ... ummmmpppp ... leth’s fug ... leth’s fug ... uummpph...”
Finally the girl managed to get her mouth off and away from Keith’s cock and blurted out with, “ ... LET’S FUCK NOW!”
“What the hell are yer doin’ down here, Mr Keith-from-the-river ... or should that be Mr Keith-Poata-from-Te-Ruapa?” Keith didn’t respond immediately to this inquisition but just sat with his knees up by his face as he looked out across this narrow neck of the Waikato River. He was still naked and sitting quietly on the pebbly shore of the river just by his upturned canoe and some of the stuff he had left with the broken boat from the night before. Eventually he did turn around only to see...
Gemma heard Keith clear his throat as she was beginning to suck hard down on Derek’s cock. “Umm ... yes ... well ... actually Gemma ... you know I think these guys are right. I think we have been incredibly selfish. Here we are fucking each other like rabbits and that’s all these guys want to do too.” Keith paused and found himself looking quickly at his upturned canoe, then out at the flowing river, then at Gemma, then at Derek, then at Jaz then back at his boat. He cleared his throat...
“Well, it looks like you’ve got company. I’d better be going then and I will see you down at the river just after breakfast.” Portia gave Keith a kiss on the cheek then a wink at the three newcomers and said to them as she left, “He’s all yours girls!” Then, before Keith could ask what was going on he had a wet set of pussy lips thrust over his face and a wet set of ordinary lips placed around his cock. Cheryl Martin had straddled Keith’s face with her legs wide apart and her ‘Tiddles’...
When that largish canoe had rounded its first bend and all those naked people on the shore were well and truly out of sight Keith just leaned back into his seat and pulled Gemma’s body back into his chest. He put his arms around her waist then felt up the girl’s puffy breasts with his hands. He rubbed the areolae with his fingers and gently squeezed the girl’s nipples then gently kissed Gemma’s neck and ears and the back of her head with its black, curly shoulder length hair. One hand also...
As Keith Poata and Gemma Greene wandered the main street of Hamilton on that warm and clear Friday morning Keith found himself reflecting again on what a week it had been so far and how much he had enjoyed all the nudity and sex. Keith had even found himself sexing up his own sister then his own mother. His whole family had arrived at the Narrows Nudist Camp the day after he had - only their arrival was deliberate but his was not. And his first thoughts about them turning up had all been...
Keith Poata stood silently by his canoe as he looked from canoe to river to naked girl then back to the canoe then back to the river then back at this really cute girl with no clothes on. He glanced quickly at the girl’s very sweet looking bare breasts then looked up into her pretty little face but still said nothing. Eventually Keith just shrugged and smiled at the girl and said, “Yer, OK. But ... um ... tell me ... is this campsite a ... is it ... um ... is it a NUDIST campsite by ... by...
When Keith got to the top of the grassy river bank he found himself following ‘Gemma-the-nudist’ along a short dusty track through some trees then out onto a large mowed paddock that served as the camp ground’s recreational field. As they walked the young girl dropped back to Keith’s side and began telling him how the campsite was called the Narrows Nudist Camp on account of the narrow section of the Waikato River it was located on. It had once been a christian camp called The Narrows...
As Keith followed on into the camp grounds’ mess hall he heard Gemma calling out, “MUM ... MUUUMMMM ... is dad about anywhere?” As the girl called out they both passed through a doorway into the kitchen area where a naked woman was bent over the front of a large, and very new looking, commercial grade oven. The woman’s bare legs were splayed out at about 60 degrees to the ground and converged at the top into a glorious bare arse with one small, round brown eye staring out from between those...
As soon as Tess, the young girl that was masturbating herself, heard Keith ask ‘what do I do now?’ she paused mid stroke and said to Keith with a hungry look in her eyes, “You get all you clothes off mister so we can get a good look at your ding-a-ling before someone screws your balls off!” Young Tess gave a little giggle at that point then went back to stroking her smooth clit and pussy lips but with both eyes still firmly fixed on Keith’s loins. Gemma laughed too and said, “Yep! That just...
“Oh, shit!” blurted out Keith as he propped himself up on one arm and looked at his watch which was lying on the little set of drawers just by his bed. The time on the watch read 9:30am ... two and half hours passed the time that Keith was aiming to be up and about by. Breakfast, he was told, would be at 7:30am and now he had missed that by a solid two hours at least. Keith ran one hand through his tassled hair them flopped back down on the bed. It had been a warm night without the need for...
Keith had a lot of fun with Gemma’s clit and all her other girly bits too. He sucked her clit, and her pussy lips, and that little bit of pussy hair, and her titties, and the butterfly on her butt, and even her proper lips as he held her tight and fucked her good and hard as instructed by her own mother. Gemma’s vagina was still just so tight and virginal feeling - evening though she was anything but - and having sex with her felt just so incredible as he spurted another load of semen into...
Keith Poata stared from person to person as he stood there in the nude. He was the only person amongst at least 50 people or more with no clothes on ... at a Nudist Camp ... the Narrows Nudist Camp where he had been since yesterday after getting a hole in his canoe while paddling down the Waikato River from the Lake Karapiro dam. Keith soon found himself looking at Gemma for some sort of an explanation as to why he was naked but nobody else was. Gemma gave a small cough then said to Keith,...
As Keith was quietly processing all that Gemma had just said he felt her face push in over his knees. Then he felt her soft tender lips kiss his lips long and hard. And oh ... it did feel just so wonderful and with that long soft kiss it seemed like all Keith’s confused emotions untwisted themselves and all the tension in his mind melted away like so much early morning mist. Gemma then pulled her lips away for a moment and whispered, “I’ve only known you for one whole day and already I am...
“So ... do you still wish you were paddling your way down that river somewhere or do you prefer it here - pounding my rhino horn with your rhino horn?” Keith opened his eyes momentarily on a downward thrust into Gemma’s warm body. Her legs were up and around his legs and her arms were hanging on tightly around his back. Keith was experiencing that wonderful surge within his hard penis moments before a man knows he is about to blow his load. He could feel his foreskin being dragged back and...
Before either Keith or Gemma could respond to this sudden invasion of their privacy the girl approaching them was speaking again. “Oh, I’m sorry. We haven’t introduced ourselves yet. I’m Jaz. That’s short for Jasmine ... Jasmine Ryder but I hate the name ‘Jasmine’. I just like being called Jaz and this here is Derek ... and that’s just short for ... Derek ... just Derek ... Derek Dawkins.” Jaz laughed at her own joke which made her rather voluminous tits, with huge aerola sections, swing...
When the canoe was sitting in the water right at the river’s edge Keith got Gemma to climb in with the paddle and a life-jacket. Next he got Derek to climb in behind Gemma allowing the guy to put his creepy arms around her body so he could feel up her budding breasts ... which he did very willingly. After that he got Jaz to climb in behind Derek then he climbed in behind her and put his arms around her body and began feeling up her breasts like Derek was doing to Gemma. Jaz purred loudly with...
“Jeepers creepers!” blurted out Keith. “That was quick!” Gemma looked up from the ground as she walked beside Keith back into the camp grounds at the top of the river bank. She immediately saw the same thing Keith had seen ... a police squad car parked out the front of the camp’s admin building and a male and a female cop getting out and going in through the front door. “Oh shit!” mumbled Gemma. “Surely they aren’t here because of what we have just done. Jaz and Derek surely haven’t hit...
“Aha!” said the policeman. “I can tell by the look on your face that you DO know who this couple is.” As the policeman was speaking Keith Poata was looking at some photographs of the couple he had just sent off down the river. The snaps were not all that recent but there was still no mistaking who Keith found himself looking at. Keith paused then looked up at Emily and David Greene then at Gemma then at the policeman and policewoman who were all gathered together in the main office of the...
“OK, everyone, listen up. I know you’ve all been waiting for this moment and what you all paid good money for but if you will just indulge us for a few moments then I am sure it will all just enhance more fully your total experience at the Narrows Nudist Camp. We will all be getting naked soon but for now I just want you all to just enjoy the conversation with each other over a cup of coffee and some nice biscuits and cake. And please be as suggestive and as sexual in your talk as you please...
“Well now, so who’s the hero of the week then?” Keith spun his head around from his cup of tea to see who this new inquisitor was. It had been such a hectic sort of a day for Keith - what with sleeping in then being the only nude guy at a nudist camp amongst 50 or so textiled people then dealing with and sorting out the unwanted advances of that creepy couple that were now, most thankfully, in police custody. As for now though ... dressed in t-shirt and shorts again all Keith wanted to do...
When Gemma Greene got to the front of the mess hall at the Narrows Nudist Camp she suddenly spun around and pointed her cute little butt out at the crowd. She then quickly pulled down her short skirt and pink panties and said, “But it’s not just my ‘rhino horn’ I want sucked off - I want you all to feel free to kiss by BUTT-erfly any time you like too.” Everyone in the room could now see the delicately tattooed butterfly on Gemma’s left butt cheek but just before she could pull her panties...
“Are you really serious? Do you want me to go with you into Hamilton dressed like this?” “Well, why not?” asked Gemma. “You’ve been running around like that for over three days now!” “Yer, but that’s around here - in a nudist camp! Out there it’s ... it’s different, that’s all. It’s like wearing g-string togs on the beach then trying to wear them to your mates wedding or something. Can’t you see how it’s just different, that’s all” replied Keith. “Well, yer, I can see how that might be...
Keith was reliving that wonderfully exciting moment of undressing five gorgeous girls as he lay there on his bed before getting up to have a shave and a shower. He gave a momentary stir but quickly fell back onto the bed as those amazing and still very fresh memories refused to let go and as he found his right hand quietly slipping around his soft dick lying over his stomach. That dick didn’t have a chance of staying soft for long as he started seeing his ex-girlfriend, Portia Greene,...
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After everyone had had a lovely dinner together of bangers and mash with lots of onions and hot gravy followed by generous helpings of Hokey Pokey icecream with homemade caramel sauce all the campers started feeling a little bit randy. After all they were all naked now and had been for nearly an hour after spending the afternoon undressing each other and talking dirty into each others ears. So it was that after that very tasty meal they were all ready to lift the game up a notch. Emily...
It was about 1am Wednesday morning that Keith woke again and still in the arms of a naked female but it wasn’t the redheaded girl anymore - she was gone. In her place was Gemma Greene - all naked and snuggled up hard against Keith’s naked body. “Hello” Keith whispered. “Where did you come from and where’d that other girl go?” “Oh ... I saw her sneak off a little while ago ... and looking very pleased with herself. Whatever you did to her she obviously liked and I dare say will probably be...
“So, how do you feel so far, Mr Keith Nudie-boy?” asked Gemma as she bounced along in the front seat of her father’s Ford Courier ute. Keith was sitting in the back seat just behind Gemma’s father who was driving. All three were naked and Keith had a lovely view between the front seats of Gemma’s puffy little breasts bouncing up and down just a little bit with the motion of the vehicle. “Oh, just fine so far” Keith responded. “But just a little nervous about getting out of the car in town...
As Keith was fluffing his dick up in the back seat of the Ford Courier he noticed Gemma fumbling around with something on her smart phone. When Keith leaned over the seat to see what she was doing Gemma quickly shut the thing off and closed up the case. “What are you up to, young girl? Ever since we sent that weirdo couple off down the river you’ve been up to something. Every time I turn up you seem to quickly stop doing something or stop talking about something. So, what’s going on,...
“And how do you feel now about being naked in the middle of town? Not spooked out any more?” asked Gemma as she slurped her hot chocolate and bit into a cheese muffin. Keith took a sip from his tea cup. He had always been partial to a really nice cup of tea. Even as just a boy in primary school he had always liked tea ... and just ordinary English Breakfast tea ... none of the fancy stuff like Earl Grey or those flavoured things he had come to despise ... just good old fashioned tea ......
“So what is it you are actually looking for here?” asked Keith Keith, Gemma and David and had just stepped into a large Mitre 10 hardware store out the north end of Hamilton in a shopping complex called ‘The Base’ because the area had once been a large Airforce Base in the years following World War 2. Once the Base became redundant it was sold off by the NZ Defense Force and redeveloped as this large shopping complex that these three were now standing in. “Oh, just nothing” replied Gemma...
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