In the previous story, (Katrina Pt. 02 Ch. 02,) it is mentioned that after dinner they played a game called Strip XX. While Katrina tells us she played the game, she doesn't give us much detail about playing it. Here is Amita to tell us how playing this game quickly turned into an evening of sexual fun. Since this is particularly a story series about Katrina, you will notice the focus is on what she did during the evening. But we can be sure she wasn't the only one who had a good time.
Now getting back to Katrina. Keep in mind, just over a week ago, Katrina was still a virgin. Being thrown into an orgy like this was quite a shock for her. Sure, she knew these people played sexually, but seeing them in action was something very different. How does she handle it? Does she happily join in or does she run?
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Hi, it is Amita here now.
We had a delicious meal that night, the rabbits cooked superbly in a spicy stew, followed by strawberries covered with wild honey and cream. Mike's, Uncle Tom and Auntie Betty had dinner with us, then went back to their house, taking Katina's smelly clothes with them. I can't believe that girl got so messy when all the others came back fairly clean.
Katrina had been told to go wash and we watched as she grabbed some fresh clothes, a towel and left for the stream. Moments later, I saw Mootie leave to follow her. I wondered about that. Katrina would most likely be getting naked to wash and I wondered if she would want this man to join her.
Well, as it happened, it seemed that his presence was most welcome.
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"Washing" Katrina.
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Later, Katrina told me what happened. I don't know why she didn't include these details in her own story.
On reaching the stream she placed her fresh clothes and towel on the grass and just walked straight into the water, still wearing her dirty clothes. Her purpose was to wash off as much of the blood and cow shit as she could before she took them off.
"Need a hand, Katrina," she heard a voice behind her and she turned to see Mootie, walking into the water towards her, still wearing his clothes too.
Katrina was surprised at first. She intended getting naked as she washed and now this man was here. For a moment she hesitated. She remembered what happened on the Gold Coast Beach when a wave had knocked her off her feet. (Katrina Pt. 02 Ch. 01) Mootie had reached to save her, his deep voice saying, "Be careful, Katrina. You'll be washed away." She remembered him wrapping his arms around her to hold her. She remembered how nice his hand had felt over her bikini top squashing against her breasts too. It also reminded her of her fantasy that night when she got herself off thinking about him holding her etc.
So he didn't think she needed saving in this shallow stream, did he? Not in water no more than waist-deep. What if he intended to rub his hands all over her and help? Maybe helping her get naked and touching her all over too. A sexy shiver of excitement went through her body and of course, she agreed with that. He might even want to take sex with her. If so, she would probably be ok with that too.
"Ok," she told him. "You can help."
By now, Mootie had reached her in the middle of the stream, both nearly up to pussy level in the water. I'm sure you guys know how deep that is! His hands came up to her, rubbing over her body and then splashing her clean with the water.
Katrina noticed he wasn't shy with what he touched either. Her breasts got a good feel over, a lot of attention before he began to unbutton her shirt. Katrina realised he was undressing her.
Soon the shirt was gone, thrown to the bank to be followed by her bikini top. Yes, his hands returned to her breasts again, not that they needed any cleaning having been under her clothing. It had been just her clothes that were dirty, not what was underneath. But with what he was doing, it felt good, very good, in fact.
But while her bare breasts must have been an attraction for him and it got even better when he focused on her nipples. His fingers rubbing over them, gently pulling on them and she was loving it. Her eyes were closed and she let out a soft moan as he continued to play.
Mootie was slightly amused by this. How horny she was, how turned-on she was. He thought that perhaps he would be able to take things further than he first intended.
His hands moved lower, first a quick rub over her pussy through her clothes before his fingers undid the catch of her jeans. The zipper was pulled down and her jeans were being pulled down off her hips.
He was crouching down as he pushed her jeans down under the water, down around her ankles She reached out to hold his head, to steady herself as she stepped out of them. She was left in only her tiny bikini bottom. His hands began rubbing over that now, both the front and the back.
Mootie thought Katrina had a sexy arse and he was enjoying playing with it. But that firm mound of her pussy in front, an attraction too. As the palm of his hand gripped her, his fingers reached under, pressing in and working against her pussy lips through the material of her bikini. She loved that too. Was loving the way he was firmly gripping her there, love how he was rubbing her there.
Meanwhile, he put his other arm around her, pulling her to him so their lips met. It was a deep kiss, even from the start, a passionate kiss, full of sexual energy. He felt her tongue press against his lips and allowed her to enter his mouth. That was a surprise, her deep tongue kissing like that, and she did well at it too.
Katrina knew she was being swept up with the excitement of what this man was doing to her. Her body was responding to him. Her sexual desires for him were building. Her body was willingly pressed back against his. Her pelvis humped against that strong hand that was still gripping her pussy.
He could feel her responding to him, feel her pussy humping back against his hand. He knew it was time to take her to the next level. Pulling his hand higher, he pushed down inside her bikini bottom. His fingers pressed down over the mound there, pushing through the thick hair, on lower to her pussy lips. He pushed further, so her bikini slipped from her hips, pushing lower, down onto her thighs.
Now he really began to work her pussy but it was a bit awkward with her bikini bottom holding her legs together. She broke away from his embrace, her own hands reached down, pushing her bikini down until she could step out of it.
Katrina reached for him again, holding him as his arm wrapped around her again. Mootie quickly returned to her pussy, pressing his fingers inside her, feeling how wet she was, how willing she was to have him touch her. As they continued kissing, now he was finger fucking her.
She had pulled away from his mouth now, her body pressed against him as she moaned with the pleasure coming from her pussy. Her body trembling and she was breathing deeply. It was exciting for him to feel the growing sexual energy of her arousal. But this was not about his pleasure, it was never his intention. It was about her. His full attention was on giving pleasure for this sexy younger woman.
He knew she was getting close now. Time to press in and find her G-spot. Time to finish the job. He hit jackpot first try and boy did this little honey go off.
She humped against his hand, crying out as her cum hit her. He could tell it was a good one. He had to hold her, one hand around her back, while the waves of pleasure surged through her. Slowly stoking the lips of her pussy while waiting until she come off her high. His first hand slipped down to giver her sexy arse a feel too.
Afterwards, he gently led her by the hand, taking her towards the river bank as she was lightheaded, still recovering in the afterglow of orgasm.
On the riverbank, Mootie watched as Katrina dried herself off and got dressed in fresh clothes. She knew he was watching but didn't seem concerned about him viewing her nudity. If he wanted to watch, she was fine with that, perhaps even guilty of stalling a bit, giving him longer to enjoy viewing her nudity before she got dressed. She slipped into her other more sexy bikini to be covered with shorts and a shirt.
Then they walked back up to the camp together with Mootie still wearing clothing wet up to his chest. When he reached out his hand, she took it, holding on until they got right up into the camp.
Others in the camp noticed too. He was wearing wet clothes while she wore dry clean clothing. Their sudden closeness wasn't missed either.