Dollie's Thanksgiving Giving Thanks
 

DOLLIE’S THANKS of GIVING

A slow beginning to a series of true adventures.

This was going to be a few stories about how I surprised our two special friends living south of Daytona. But as my husband Denny helped me with details more stories were added about the whole Thanksgiving weekend. With luck other things happened that seemed worth telling.
As Denny often says “you have to dress to play to play.” I’ve always dressed wild because I love to show my boobs and butt. So I suppose I’ve almost always been dressed to play. Trying not to brag. But what I wear and how I look attracts perverts nearly everywhere I go. You don’t have to be pretty or well built, just wear something revealing and be friendly.
Right from the beginning of this Thanksgiving weekend I kept daily notes so the stories are fairly detailed and accurate. Denny took his old laptop but we couldn’t get much internet. It was still a good way for him to copy my notes for later. This way the stories are more accurate. I hope you enjoy them and it gives some of you women a little encouragement to try at least some of our simple games. Showing and sharing tits is fairly harmless, easy, and exciting. I’ve done it for so long it’s just a normal part of our lives.
Like Denny, I added more information than needed and repeated. But hope it helps to let you know who we are and why we do these things. We’re moving back to Illinois and most of the following was our last chance while in Florida. Like leaving footprints, hopefully we are leaving some good memories behind.

DOLLIE’S THANKSGIVING AND GIVING. THE BIG SURPRISE
 

DOLLIE’S THANKSGIVING AND GIVING.
THE BIG SURPRISE

Refresher and a new game
As anyone reading our stories knows we have two special kinky friends south of Daytona. These next stories will be about Bipen and Dale. Before retiring to Florida I was beginning to think sex was a young woman’s game. Both of them along with Denny taught me to enjoy having my tits and pussy played with again as I aged. We both keep saying we’re too old but others keep wanting to play around.
It didn’t happen overnight. I’d done this years ago when younger thru middle age. But many years passed when no one else did more than play with my boobs. As the kids grew and Denny worked a lot of overtime, we just didn’t have a chance to fool around.
Then after retiring to Florida in 1994 we had time to go to biker bars, campgrounds, nude beaches, and other places to tease and enjoy the sexy side of life again. Again I was enjoying wearing clothes that exposed everything and teasing. Denny would dare me to show and share more. After all, we were among new people in a new place. Soon we met new friends who also wanted me to show and share more. Of course I’ve always enjoyed the attention and having my boobs played with caused me to give in even more.

While attending bike events and spending lots of time at biker bars we soon discovered most of those women flashing and showing were not really married. Those guys didn’t mind showing off a woman they weren’t married to. I also found that not many married men do let their wives do the things I was doing. For instance Bipen’s wife is nearly always covered head to toe since she is Indian. He can’t remember seeing her naked, even for occasional sex. Dale’s wife is much younger, shapely, and nice looking. Because of her job she rarely shows cleavage or leg above the knee. Jim’s wife is one of those women that we are better off when she keeps covered up! Yet Jim spends a lot of time looking at porn on his computer and at any woman showing skin.
We see this all the time with the wives of others who beg me to flash and show my ass. Over time Denny and others have used me for their sexual fantasies by getting me to dress wild, show off, and use my body as a play toy. Denny says I live up to my name as being a dolly. Lucky for them I started enjoying the attention as a teen.

I always loved showing my tits and pussy but later wasn’t thrilled letting anyone else play with it. We do change with age. Still I always loved having my boobs fondled and stared at. Denny knew that once others played with my boobs I would have repeated orgasms and it would be easy to talk me into them playing with my pussy.
He told Bipen, (BP for short), Dale, Jim, and others how turned on I’d get. So they and a lot of new biker friends would play with my nipples and boobs until I finally let them feel my pussy. I often tried but just couldn’t say no after having multiple orgasms. My pussy was almost always easy to get to when wearing nothing but a tiny mini skirt or very narrow crotched shorts. I was so used to clothes like that I’d forget my pussy was sometimes already exposed.
Of course at nude beaches, adult biker campgrounds, and our motel I was naked and loved giving others what became our Daleshot. When bent over my pussy lips spread. They and others would sneak a feel to rub my pussy lips, sometimes slipping a finger tip inside. Not realizing it, I was inviting this. At first I’d complain to Denny yet still sometimes let them finger me. Eventually I enjoyed it like when younger.
I’d complain and refuse to let Dale finger me at the beach or his house. I think the first time Dale saw or felt my pussy was while in the parking lot of a large biker bar during bike week. He just happened to walk up while I sat in our van with my pussy exposed. Later I’d be dressed that way to visit him and never stop him.

Dollie's Thanksgiving Giving Thanks
 

Refresher on meeting our Special friends.
Back then they weren’t called fuck buddies because there was no fucking.

First ----- We’d met Dale at a large pudding wrestling match at Bike Week but didn’t remember him. He remembered my butt and later showed us a lot of ass pictures he’d taken at the pudding wrestling event while I wore very short shorts with a ½“ or less crotch. We’d returned to the Daytona area a few weeks after Bike Week to spend time at the nude beach. It was at the nude beach when Dale was there, he recognized my ass. Oddly none of us remembered seeing each other while at the nude beach. We actually met in the parking lot when leaving. We agreed to return to the nude beach for the next several days to visit. Almost from the start Dale rubbed my ass but didn’t seem to even notice my boobs. Also from the beginning he begged to see and then feel my pussy.
Like most women, while nude in public I kept my legs together and mostly only a narrow slit would show. When lying on a blanket Dale would sit at my feet and beg me to spread my legs. After awhile Denny got tired of Dale’s begging and he spread my pussy wide open for Dale to look inside. Denny even fingered me a little right in front of Dale and a few others sitting nearby. This is frowned on at most nude beaches.
After that I actually liked showing it when Dale and his perverted beach friends asked. This showing it wide open and touching didn’t happen again for several years of meeting Dale at bike events and the nude beach. Things were changing again!

BP was the tit lover. We’d met him after I was in a wet T-shirt contest at a bar not far from his motel. He missed the contest but heard I’d taken my T-shirt off. Right in the small bar he begged to see my boobs. BP bought us a few beers if I agreed to show him my tits. It was like he’d never seen a white woman’s breasts before. He begged us to check out his motel. Eventually we stayed at his motel at a discount just so he could see me wearing skimpy tops and bottoms. I don’t remember fully showing him my tits again for several years.
I repeat, none of this happened overnite. It wasn’t until years later when BP finally got to feel my tits and later my pussy. Eventually we were staying in the only small suite for $25 a night no tax. We couldn’t pull our RV over and camp for that. To thank BP I was letting him play with my tits and see my pussy more and more. Denny said it went from $65 or more slowly down to around $45 the more I let BP do. That was for a very small room.
When telling these stories or writing them it sounds like I’m a wh*r* receiving money or gifts. We even got our motel room because of my body. Whether it’s drinks, lunch, or a new car, most of us are receiving gifts in exchange for sex of some sort.
We even had our own key and didn’t need to call ahead anymore. The suite was rarely used and then it was only BP’s relatives. Each time we stayed at his motel for old car events, bike events, and the many times we went over to spent several days to a week at the closest nude beach, Denny, Dale, or BP begged to see and feel more and more. Intercourse was often mentioned by all of them. At home and while driving the 150 miles over there Denny would often beg me to let one of them fuck me. That’s mostly what they talked about at home on the phone. My answers were always NO!


We never did meet both at once. We’ve known BP and Dale at least 18 years or more now. As I got used to it and they all talked me into it, I was wearing clothes to visit that left my pussy and tits pretty much exposed. By then I knew I was going to get finger fucked for hours at a time by each when we visited. Yes, I complained. But still I dressed that way!
Since we stayed at BP’s motel or the clothing optional biker camp nearby BP was usually the first to finger me when over there. It was several years before Dale knew he was getting sloppy seconds finger fucking me. It was normal for each to play with my pussy more than two hours, taking breaks as I’d jack one of them off and they’d fondle my tits. Remember, we only met one at a time.
Way before I finally gave in to them masturbating me they and lots of others begged to fuck me. I nearly gave in many times but never did. Sometimes Denny didn’t know how close I came to begging to be fucked by others. I knew it would be okay because Denny would beg me to do it to them even more often than they asked. I don’t know how I didn’t do it or how any of them didn’t just fuck me. They knew if they’d fucked me we’d never come back to see them. Now that I look back, I’m sure I’d gone back for more.
There were times when while taking a break from fingering and fondling that Denny would fuck me while one of them got down close and watched. Denny would long stroke me like back when my girlfriends watched just so the guys could see my pussy spread and his cock ramming in and out. BP or Dale didn’t seem to mind finger fucking me again with my pussy full of Denny’s semen. Actually this part had been Denny’s original fantasy, to fuck me after someone else fingered me or fucked me. At least he got close to his dream when my pussy was wet from all of that masturbation.

I often mention that men get down very close and stare into my spread pussy. This was another of Denny’s fantasy ideas. It was another of those games we played long ago and I became too embarrassed to play when older. For some reason I began enjoying it again and sometimes even I asked men to look closely at my pink wide spread pussy. If they didn’t spread it I’d open it wide with my fingers to get them to look. We noticed this embarrassed them so I got thrilled doing it. I’d have orgasms while they watched the juices flowing out. Nasty!

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SURPRISE
That was just a refresher of how and why Bipen and Dale became my latest surprise fucks. I don’t even remember if this newest game was my idea or Denny’s.
We’d talked about intercourse for years before I finally started letting other men fuck me beginning in May of this year. That part was my idea!
BP and Dale became our closest sex game friends. I let them do everything…. Almost! Yet I was always against BP or Dale having intercourse with me. It took years of begging before I let them finger me. I’ll admit that was always fun but there were still many times I’d say no right down to minutes before it happened.

Dale and BP had no idea I was finally getting fucked by others. It had been over four years since we’d even been over to the Daytona area or visited them. Bad legs and high gas prices, among other things, stopped our almost monthly trips the 150+ miles to the east coast of Florida. Because of weak legs and not walking much, we were again missing our favorite Daytona car event, Turkey Rod Run which is from Thursday thru Sunday during the Thanksgiving weekend. Both of our street rods are down so we also had nothing to drive except our pick up truck.
Still we talked about this being our last chance for the car event and probably our last chance to play around with Dale and BP. I think I was the one who talked Denny into going over. This was a good time to enjoy two things at once. The thought of surprising our two friends and finally getting fucked by them was turning me on. To see the cars, we could park near one of the many parking lots or hotels where smaller car shows are held, like many others do. A lot of people never go to the actual show at the Speedway. We could sit in the truck or on lawn chairs and watch the cruisers go by and maybe stay at Bipen’s motel. At the motel BP could play around with me and I’d figure out how to get him to fuck me. If he didn’t ask I’d wait till I was super hot and just tell BP to fuck me. Knowing how shy he gets, he might say no. But with four days there I was sure I’d get fucked by BP sooner or later. Sooner meant more often over the next few days. Yes I’m now addicted to getting fucked at 73 years old.

We somehow lost our little book with friends and relatives phone numbers. No way to call Bipen. We didn’t even know if him and his wife still owned the motel or were still living over there. Business was slow for years and they were working full time jobs to just keep the motel. It would be a gamble being able to stay at BP’s motel or finding another with a room over this busy holiday weekend.

As for Dale, him and Denny keep in touch now and then with emails. Denny tells him about some of my wilder times and sends older naughty pictures of me so Dale can jack off while looking at them. I’ve watched him do it so know this happens. Dale has looked at my pussy pictures on his computer, jacked off, and fingered me at the same time while Denny played with my tits. All while I sat on his desk in the living room.
Dale is about as much of a pervert as anyone can get. That’s why Denny likes Dale and I don‘t. Denny says they are both alike. Still I really do like Dale for the things he does to me. Like BP, Dale is polite and gentle. Mostly it’s how he pushes me to show my spread pussy and how he’s always begging to fuck and finger me that turns me against him. The good thing is Denny hasn’t told Dale I’ve been fucking others. I wasn’t planning on letting them fuck me so didn’t want Dale to know in case we did visit.

This leaves Jim and several of our east coast biker friends of long ago who used to beg me for a fuck. I’d let some of them fuck me but we’ve lost track of them. Jim lives at least 75 miles north and we no longer keep in touch. We used to meet them at the big car event at the Speedway or around town at smaller cruise ins. It’s possible we could accidentally meet over there this year. We do say hello when we meet them. I would let Jim fuck me just for orneriness because his wife, Janet, rarely does anything involving sex. Most likely they never have intercourse.
Denny couldn’t believe I was planning this long weekend to get fucked by two old friends who I turned down for 16 or more years. It was always him who planned these sexy meetings and I would usually complain about it. These are the same two who have finger fucked me hundreds of times for over two hours sometimes. The same two who get down so close their nose touches my pussy when they spread it wide to look inside. Denny tells them to do that. The same two who I have jacked off and watched them squirt on me and on the ground. Also the same two who have pulled my tits out in front of others and fondled them many times over 16 years. Dale would do that right in crowded biker bars and even expose my pussy and rub it just to embarrass me and show off while men and women watched.
I never knew when Dale might lift my skirt in a crowd or play with my pussy and tits on the nude beach. According to Denny’s rules all of this was okay so Dale did it without asking. Being an exhibitionist, this was a safe nearly legal way for me to be exposed. We all trusted each other and knew my rules.
Lots of people mentioned at the beach and at bike events they didn’t know which one was my husband or boyfriend. We’d all walk holding hands, hug, and either would play with me in public. I’d seen other women do this and I loved that attention. There were times we’d lie and say Dale is my husband. At those times the other would squeeze my tits or rub my pussy just for orneriness.
We also remember how before we’d say “look at that wh*r* with two men messing with her” when we seen others. Denny didn’t know it but I’d get jealous. Life is strange and people change. We soon realized we don’t care what others think.

About rules, embarrassing, and surprising me
 

About rules, embarrassing, and surprising me…….
That’s one of Denny’s games. He does things to embarrass me because he knows it usually turns me on. That’s why he tells friends and even strangers they can expose me and play around without asking. The only rules are no kids, cops, or pain. I’ve really been embarrassed and upset. Being an exhibitionist I’ve usually actually enjoyed what happened.
My tits have been fondled by so many in front of others I’ve learned to enjoy it and it usually does not embarrass me anymore. To surprise Denny and try to get even I’ve asked total strangers or my friends to fondle or finger me in public when Denny does not expect it. This happened often at our favorite nude beach where everyone was already naked. Sometimes he got pissed and other times loved it. No matter what we always kiss and make up!
The following has happened for years without asking me. I sort of expected it during bike events. But it’s happened in some unusual places such as fast food places and tourist attractions. Most often Denny has talked to the people and preplanned it. I’ve had strangers make it look like my top or bottom fell off accidentally or on purpose in large crowds or nearly empty bars. Had others pull my boobs out and fondle them in front of people. Even had my pussy fingered by strangers as their friends watched and helped.

This part hasn’t happened yet but I expect someone to fuck me in public without asking me while others watch. I’m not sure but I’ll probably let it happen if Denny doesn’t say or do anything. To get even I’ll walk up and ask another stranger to fuck me. Us women are lucky, we can do these things. Men get called names and maybe arrested. These surprises are what’s keeping us going.

Dollie's Thanksgiving Giving Thanks
 

Back to my Thanksgiving surprise…….
Years ago we had also planned on meeting Dale at BP’s motel so both could play with me together. Both agreed but that’s about when we stopped going over there. They really are good friends who understand me and how far I will go. They’d always push it to the limit and sometimes beyond. Yes Dale has had the head of his prick against my pussy lips and a few fingers up my butt. I’d always yell and push him away.
For Dale to fuck me will be easy. I just won’t stop him when he gets his hard cock close to my pussy. I can hardly wait to feel him stick his 7” or 8” hard cock deep inside and fill me full of that large amount of jazz he squirts.
As for BP, he might cum before he even gets his 6” or so nearly black prick in me so we may have to try it several times before he ever gets to fuck me. He often shot his jazz as soon as I grabbed his cock to play with it. This weekend could be interesting.

After this slow start the stories will follow.

Dollie's Thanksgiving Giving Thanks
 

TURKEY RUN FUN.
Well we left Thursday morning around 9AM or so for Daytona for the car event and to hopefully surprise Bipen and Dale. I was dressed like I used to in the past. I had on a micro mini with no panties and a very low blouse. Sadly my veracious veins are again making my legs look ugly. Denny told me no one will be looking at my legs. This time I was the one talking about messing around. Denny kept saying I’d chicken out and most likely I’d only let them finger fuck me and play with my boobs like in the past. The more he doubted me the more I knew I was going to show him!
I told Denny if they don’t fuck me I’m going to fuck them and a few other guys while over there. I even mentioned the owner of the adult biker campground. He was often feeling me up when I was naked or dressed like this. He also told me many times he wanted to fuck me. Him and his wife were into swapping and fucking whoever they could during the bike campouts and other times. They were swingers.
Neither of us could believe I was acting this way. I was used to all of the new cock I was getting and knowing we would never see these people again may have had something to do with it. The shock and surprise BP and Dale would get made it extra kinky.
Denny was also in a kinky mood. He didn’t need gas in the truck but part way over there are several large truck fuel stops and fast food places. I’d flashed in one of them most trips over and back. He never uses his credit card and sends me inside whenever he needs gas. The place was full of semi trucks and cars. I reminded him of how I was dressed but he insisted I go in, prepay, and wait for the change. One middle aged couple inside called me a wh*r*. Another woman called me a sl*t and prayed for me. But several truckers and other men told me I looked hot and loved my tit tattoos.
After I paid I pulled my skirt up a bit too far while walking back to our truck. I’m sure people inside saw my butt cheeks and several watched my boobs sliding in and out of my low top as I walked. Several men were standing at the next fuel island staring when I got to our truck. I made sure I was aimed just right when I stepped up on the running board and got inside with my legs apart. I’m pretty sure by the looks on their faces they got a Daleshot or more. Denny saw what I did and grinned.
Things like that help prepare me for these wild weekends. We talked about it on the way over. The 150 mile trip Is on uncrowded four lane and two lane highways so there are not many chances to show off until we get closer to the coast. I had my boobs out while riding and I did get to flash several truckers and young guys in jacked up pick up trucks.
The most exciting part was the two middle aged men standing at a corner when we waited for a traffic light in Ormond Beach. Denny rolled the power window down. I turned more toward the window and sat up straighter. They were very close and up on a sidewalk with a good view. They didn’t stop staring in the window all the time the truck was stopped there. They waved goodbye to me so I waved back.
We weren’t in a hurry and it was around lunch time when we went down Main Street Daytona Beach. Like old times we stopped at one of our favorite fast food places where we have to walk up steep steps or an up hill side walk. We were both concerned about walking up those steps so used the long steep walkway and hand rail to the restaurant. I pulled the skirt down as far as I could and pulled the blouse up to cover part of my boobs. As often in the past, a couple of young men noticed my mini skirt and followed me, looking up my short skirt. Denny said he is sure they could see my pussy spreading as I walked. No one said anything. They walked right back down the stairs so we know they were just checking me out.
Even inside while we ordered and ate we didn’t hear any comments. I did get some stares but expected that. I kept my knees together and my blouse up enough to partially hide my tattoos. It was almost like I was dressed normal. After all, it is near the ocean and beach.
We must have sat inside and ate over 30 minutes. When we walked slowly back down that steep sidewalk those same two young men, 30’’s? were standing at the bottom watching me. Okay, time to play. While at the top I told Denny to stand in front of me. I pulled my skirt up six inches or more. Hopefully they didn’t notice me doing it. I asked Denny to walk beside me which left me in full view. He knew why. This should have given them a good look at my pussy and pubic area as I walked the rest of the way down the hill. We really did have to go slow because we are not steady on hills. Both young men said something nice about the view but we don’t remember. At least we knew they got a good look and seemed to enjoy what they saw.

At first this was difficult to do and even more difficult to write. But now it seems so easy.

Dollie's Thanksgiving Giving Thanks
 

BP’s SURPRISE
Like in the good old days, this was all preparing me for meeting BP at his motel soon. That is if he still lived there and it was open. We weren’t even sure he’d play with my boobs or my pussy like in the past. After all it’s been over four long years and the last few times he was preoccupied with financial worries.
We were still in the same red truck with silver topper. Within minutes after pulling up to the motel office BP came walking out with a big smile on his face. We are both slow but were standing near the office door by the time BP got there to give me a big hug and shake Denny’s hand. Yes, he remembered us! He also remembered my mini skirts without panties. I’d left the skirt up a bit too much and pulled my blouse down so far my nipples we were partly out. Just the way I usually met BP and Dale. BP rushed us inside the little office and locked the door. BP lifted the skirt just a little and grinned. We’re not sure what he said but he commented on my tittie tattoos which he’d never seen and said my boobs still looked and felt nice.
BP is small built maybe 5’ 6”. Like many times before BP wore grey loose fitting jogging pants. Like before he also now had an erection. And like before he grabbed it to show the outline more and brag about how big it is. Believe me it’s not that big. We figure it’s 6” fully erect. But I always told BP it really does look big. Before Denny’s was still a very hard 10”. Now more like 8” when he takes his pill.
BP seemed more nervous than usual. Mentioned his wife and daughter are home and hope they didn’t see me like this. Within seconds BP had my already partially exposed tits out fondling them and complimenting me. Denny was asking about a room as BP lifted my skirt and rubbed my tightly closed pussy. Much of what was said we don’t remember. But I do know BP was asking if he was going to get to play like before. We both assured BP if he had a room we’d have some time to play. Denny also reminded BP we were there for the street rod show over the weekend, explaining our cars were broke down.
BP was always forgetful. When Denny asked about the suite and how much BP asked us how much we used to pay. Of course we both said $25 which seemed fine with BP. Like in the recent past BP skipped signing us in and Denny handed him $75 as BP rubbed my butt, pussy, and boobs. Denny said he’d grab me something to cover up with so I could walk back to the truck and help unload at the motel room. BP said that was a great idea. During the few minutes Denny was at our truck BP was fingering me. Looked like it was going to be a fun weekend.
Once we were settled in the small suite across the driveway BP arrived with a few supplies like toilet paper and extra towels. I think the room already had those things but we knew why he’d stopped in. I had removed the long jacket and taken off my blouse before BP came in the room. Having my tits available to see and feel is how we get our room so cheap. Remember BP is a tit man while Dale is an ass man.
Just like the very first time BP asked to play with my pussy, he took the supplies into the bathroom which is in the bedroom. Just like years ago, I pulled my short skirt up to my waist and laid on the bed with my legs spread. BP returned to the bedroom looking surprised. Probably much like that first time years ago BP asked “may I” as he began rubbing my pussy, spreading my lips, and slowly working a finger or two inside as his other hand squeezed a boob. He said something about liking it nice and smooth like he remembered it.
Denny walked out and locked the motel room door. BP stopped long enough to take off his jogging pants, underwear, and shirt. We have no idea how long I got finger fucked and my boobs fondled by BP but I was flowing good and moaning with pleasure. I couldn’t lay still as BP was ramming his fingers in and out to meet my raising and falling pelvis. I couldn’t help it. I was yelling that I was cumming and begging BP to go faster. Denny was helping the flow by rubbing my other nipple and squeezing the free tit that was jiggling. Denny started saying things like I need a good fuck but he can’t get a hard-on. I knew why he was saying this and I soon agreed I need fucked. Between us we repeated this for quit sometime as BP fingered me at different speeds. I didn’t come out and call BP’s name but was begging for someone to give me a good hard fuck now! Even BP was commenting how wet my pussy was getting and how I need fucked.
I grabbed BP’s hard cock, squeezed it tightly, and slowly stroked it. BP began telling us how he’d love to put his cock in my juicy pussy. He was hooked! Both Denny and me told BP to go ahead and fuck me. He said he was afraid to do it. He kept asking if we were sure it was okay. First Denny then me repeated it’s as okay to fuck me as it’s always been okay to finger fuck me like he’s been doing for years.
I told BP that’s why we are really here. We can’t get around well enough to go to the Speedway for the car show and we bought a home in another state. This is probably our last weekend here in the Daytona area and we only came over to get me fucked by him and Dale. We were stooping so low we were begging a man to fuck me! But it worked.
BP excused himself, telling us he had to make up a story to tell his wife why he was in our room so long. He also mentioned her and his daughter would be gone much of Friday and Saturday so he could fuck me longer then. That’s when we reminded BP that Dale doesn’t know we are over here or that I fuck other men now. Yes, we had to explain how I’ve turned into a fuck machine since May. BP couldn’t believe how many men I’ve had or how many times I’ve been fucked this summer. We believe this convinced BP it was okay to fuck me. BP quickly dressed. He left with the promise he’d be back soon for at least an hour.
We don’t have any idea what lie BP told his wife but he was back with some tools. He locked the door behind him and took off his clothes at the motel room door. We were both nude. Well all I had to remove was that mini skirt. In the short time BP was gone Denny was finger fucking me and playing with my tits as I leaned over the sofa in the living room area. I had his cock hard and we were just ready to fuck dog fashioned when BP walked in. Denny wanted to at least stick it in but I got up and headed back into the bedroom and laid down spreading my legs wide.
Again things were blurry as far as what was said. BP climbed between my legs and very slowly slipped that dark prick into my wet pussy. I was still snug but It fell in. BP must not fuck often. Like those few times I masturbated him, he didn’t last more than a few minutes when he said he had to pull out because he was cumming. Both Denny and I told BP not to pull it out, fill my pussy full of his jazz. We no more than said that when I felt a little squirt inside my pussy. I could feel BP’s cock shrivel and slip out. His semen was running down my butt crack.

Just a note about BP wanting to pull his cock out before cumming in me. He said the few times he has fucked his wife he had to pull it out. She only let him cum inside when they were trying to have their daughter more than 18 years ago. Many men have told us this. I think I enjoy the hot jazz inside my pussy as much as getting fucked.

Just like those times BP ejaculated too soon when I held or wiggled his cock, he jumped up holding it and ran for the bath room to clean off. I guess I should mention BP’s bush is like a black SOS pad and it scratched my pubic area. My first Indian fuck!
Denny still had a partial erection. He was disappointed when he didn’t get to fuck me before BP returned earlier. In no time Denny was pumping his cock and was soon between my legs pounding away in my pussy. He lasted a little longer than BP but not much. I felt his cock swell and he shot a load so much I felt it running out as soon as he got off. Two fucks and I was still in need of being fucked.
BP returned, not knowing Denny had just filled my pussy full of jazz. As I lay there with my legs still spread BP sat beside me and fingered me again. I laughed when he said he didn’t know he’d cum that much in my pussy. We didn’t tell him that was Denny’s semen. I told BP if he gets another erection I still need fucked. Within a short time BP was hard and fucking me again. We think BP lasted over 15 minutes that second time before he squirted a little and collapsed on me. I could feel his small prick shrink again and slip out.
BP thanked us over and over, asking if he’d get to fuck me again. We both told him we did plan on going to Daytona to park someplace to watch street rods most days and we wanted to see if Dale wanted to fuck me a few times too. We also explained Dale does not know he’s going to get to fuck me. It’s a surprise for both of them.
BP seemed disappointed. I rubbed my tits on his chest and hugged him then we told BP that most likely he’d have several chances to fuck most mornings and maybe later most days. That is if he thought it felt good and wanted more. BP told us he rarely gets any from his wife and it’s been so long he forgot how it feels. He told us my pussy was great and he hopes he can do better next time. Denny told BP to jack off and cum as much as he can before he visits us next time. Denny told BP I need at least two hours fucking or more a day.

Some people think Denny gets jealous or upset when I fuck others so much. As you see, it’s often him who invites men to fuck me. With people like BP if it weren’t for Denny they’d be afraid to fuck me while he watches.

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Round Two With BP

I’m guessing it was mid afternoon so we got dressed and took a ride to check out street rods and eat turkey dinner at Denny‘s. I was dressed decently. We couldn’t visit Dale since this was Thanksgiving and his wife would be home. Most likely it was after 9 PM when we returned to the motel. We no more than got inside when BP knocked on the door wanting to know if he could fuck me. Nothing like getting right to the point. And to the point, I was soon naked and ready to be fucked. As he fucked me BP said he had been jacking off while we were gone and ejaculated several more times. He was hoping he could last long enough to make me happy. I told BP that I was happy the first time when he came in a few minutes. Longer is better but a few good pokes is really all that it takes.
BP took it slow and easy this time. He actually lasted nearly a half hour by stopping and starting several times. Again he barely squirted. But I was sure wet myself. After he finished I told him I still like getting fingered and having my boobs played with. So he finger fucked me and fondled my tits awhile longer then got up to leave. I remember he asked when he could come back another day. Denny said we will probably be up by 8 AM. He could come in for a quickie before we drive over to visit Dale.

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Good Friday Fuck with BP

Friday sometime after 8AM we were up and having cereal and coffee for breakfast in the living/kitchen area of the motel. Denny asked me to stay naked in hopes BP would show up soon. When Denny opened the front d****s we saw BP across the parking area near his motel office talking to three middle aged men. Like us, BP rarely gets up that early. Our excuse was the motel beds are too hard. We were guessing BP was up to get a quickie from me.
Denny asked me to stand up close to the picture window to attract BP and let him know we were up. None of them seemed to notice me. Then Denny told me to open the door, step out, and wave. That will get their attention.
Our quad cab truck with topper was parked nearby and partially blocks the view from the highway and businesses across the street. Anyone across the parking lot at the other motel wing can see me though. I’ve played similar games to tease the old guys who used to stay there and sit outside. Seemed reasonably safe.
This time I just stepped out far enough to be seen and waved. I might have even yelled hello. Several of the men saw me. Soon BP and all three men were headed toward our room. We weren’t expecting that! Denny told me I’d better step inside the door in case someone looked from other rooms or drove into the parking lot. Just inside the door was enough to keep me out of view of anyone except someone between our truck and the motel door. All of the men said hi. BP began fondling my boobs and telling the men I am his play dolly. See, one of those surprise games by a friend taking advantage of his freedom to play.
I can’t remember everything that was said but BP told them he’s going to fuck me while her husband watches. We learned that BP loves to brag. In the past he’d told us and others about fucking much younger women to help pay their rent. We saw him feeling a few of them up and talking about fucking right in front of them.
For years, when a group of unemployed men lived in the wing across the drive BP would fondle my bare tits and brag . So we figured those three guys already knew about BP fucking me.
I guess to prove he could fuck me BP rubbed my pussy. Helping him, I spread my legs a little and BP slipped a finger or two inside. I was in an ornery mood so I started moaning and begging BP to fuck me. I remember saying I was having orgasms and needed a hard cock to make me feel good. The other three men offered to help me by fucking me too. We’re guessing they were maybe in their late 50’s or so.
This became one of those surprises on Denny and where it got crazy. I told all three men okay but just one gets in the room at a time. Denny had that surprised look on his face but didn’t say a word. So to prove to those three men and BP it was okay for all of them to fuck me I asked Denny if it was okay. He could have said no and I wouldn’t have done it. But he quickly answered “yes, fuck her good and hard. Fill that pussy full of jazz.” and other nasty things like that.
Since it looked like this was going to happen I quickly added to my rules. “You men decide who goes first and only one gets in the apartment at a time. My husband will watch. BP will be last because he gets to stay and play more when he’s done. Denny added a helpful hint. Start with the youngest first so there won’t be any arguments. Everyone agreed except BP. He wanted to be first. But he realized he was going to get more playtime so stepped outside as the youngest stranger walked in and followed me back to the bedroom. I sat on the side of the first bed. Denny sat on the edge of the bed the farthest away, yet only a few feet from the first bed.
We realized this might take awhile since everyone but me was dressed and they may not have an erection. I told player number one to take off his clothes and play with my boobs until he gets a hard-on. I helped by playing with his soft prick until it grew. From start to finish number one probably only spent ten minutes including fucking and fondling my boobs to get an erection. BP and the others were now in the small living room and kitchen area. The first two removed their jeans and underwear. Number three just pulled down his zipper and slipped his prick out.
Jumping ahead, they all had about the size of a cock as BP, maybe 5”-6”. I don’t know what I’d done if one of them had 12”. Also all three were about the same build, clean, and neat. It made things more enjoyable. And all three didn’t last more than five minutes fucking me, shooting probably as much as Denny normally does. Add to that maybe five minutes each playing with my boobs and rubbing my pussy first. Not much more than a half hour to get fucked three times. By the time all three were done I had a hot juicy pussy with semen running out. It gave BP a nice slippery hole to work in.
We both walked to the motel room door with the last fuck buddy. Denny went out and thanked them. Again I stood in the doorway where they could see me but hopefully no one else could. They all said they had a great fuck. Most said they were surprised how good it felt considering my age. Making me smile even more all three said they’ve never played with tits that large. Then it was thanks and goodbye as BP came in the room and began playing with me again.
BP couldn’t get me into the bedroom quick enough. After fucking me the day before he needed no coaxing to fuck me again. I guess that’s a good thing. His cock was hard and he wanted to fuck me as soon as I was flat on the bed. I had other plans. I told BP that I’ve enjoyed many years of getting my boobs played with and my pussy fingered by him. I expect him to keep doing that even if he gets to fuck me. So he rubbed, squeezed, and worked gently on both boobs for awhile. I was moaning and wiggling around making all kinds of noises to show how hot and bothered I was getting. BP took that as a sign my pussy was wanting fucked. He slid down farther and stuck a finger in my pussy. He quickly pulled it out telling us how gooey my pussy was from all of those men filling it up. I told BP he didn’t have to play with it or fuck me if he thought it was gross. I guess he was afraid I wasn’t going to let him have intercourse if he didn’t finger me. He began masturbating me and kept it up for way longer than I expected. I was having many orgasms even after having several when each of those men fucked me. Sometimes I can’t believe how much I can cum.
Denny finally told BP that he thinks I need a good fuck now. BP’s cock was soft. It was Denny who told BP to play with my tits and he should get a hard-on in no time. At first I almost told BP not to touch my boobs with all of that juice from everyone on his hands. But it was too late and it felt good when he rubbed the cum around on me. I can’t remember BP ever sucking or licking my boobs. But I told him he needs to lick all of that wet jazz off of them. Surprised, he did. Not just one but licked both.
I was so hot by then I was begging BP to fuck me so he did. BP just can’t masturbate or fuck very long without shooting his load. He’s never shot much but it happened too soon. Four fucks and it wasn’t noon yet. I expected BP or the others to fuck me a lot longer than that. I told BP and Denny that. Denny had taken his clothes off and was playing with his cock while BP fucked me. He must have taken his pill. It was hard and I was ready. Denny at least lasted longer than any of the others. Still not long enough but probably 10 to 15 minutes before he rammed it deep and pumped me full. It was the best fuck in a long time! Five fucks before noon and we were hoping to visit Dale and get him to fuck me before the afternoon was over.
I felt dirty and my body was sticky from so much jazz in and on me. I took a nice long bath. I even stuck the small motel size bar of soap up my pussy to clean it out better. I got an idea. I pushed the small bar of soap in as far as I could with my fingers. I yelled for BP and told him I need help finding the soap. At first he just told me it’s in the holder on the wall. I had to tell him I knew that but now I can’t find it. I was standing in the tub with my legs spread when BP came in. He looked for the small bar of soap. I pointed to my pussy and told BP I think it’s in there. BP reached in and slowly removed the soap. I wasn’t finished with him. I told BP I think my pussy needs washed out with soap better. So he stuck it back in with his fingers and worked it around.
After BP was finished washing and rinsing my pussy I told him my boobs still feel dirty from all the jazz on them. He washed both boobs and my butt for me too. I had already taken a bath before standing and washing my pussy. But this was fun.
BP was telling us he was hot again and needed another fuck. I didn’t answer as I dried off. But I did walk back into the bedroom and laid town, spreading my legs wide. I asked BP if he still needed another fuck. He had his joggers off and was trying to get his cock in me. BP told me my pussy was too tight this time. I told him of course, it’s clean and dry. You need to finger it first to get it wet and juicy. He did and in a short time I was wet enough for his small cock to slip right in. I got another fuck and another small load of jazz from BP. That was fuck number six if you are still counting. The last thing we remember BP saying was “can I stop in when you get back for another fuck?”
These are things we can’t plan and since we won’t be on the east coast again after this weekend I figured why not leave some memories. We know we will talk about this for a long time in the future.

IS THAT LEGAL ?
 

IS THAT LEGAL ?

We are often asked is it legal to dress like that and how do you keep from getting arrested wearing clothes like that and flashing? Two things, common sense and luck. Denny says it’s more of one than the other!
In reality most of what I wear is illegal in Florida and many states. Even many police are confused by the latest dress codes. Here’s how we understand it: No thongs and no excess butt cheek is permitted. As for tops and tits, we think it’s illegal to show side boob, bottom, boob, and over a certain percentage of top boob. I think cleavage and low tops is legal. However if you are someone important or have money anything seems to go in public.
When we first moved here as long as the nipples and pussy were covered it was legal. That’s why I started wearing only a short mini skirt and low blouses and tank tops. I can make adjustments and “accidentally” show forbidden parts.
In way over 50 years I’ve been called names by people and been warned by police very few times. But at our first stop this weekend I got called a wh*r* and a sl*t. That is actually rare. We’ve also noticed I get stared at and name called more as I get older and should know better.
The few times police have warned me were several years ago right on Main Street Daytona Beach during bike week. Once I was wearing my custom made Xena top. I’d worn it for most of the week all over.
The other two times I was on A-1-A in front of the last Resort Bar in Port Orange wearing my red, white, blue suspenders right after I bought it and stepped out of the fenced party area onto the public sidewalk and later again downtown Daytona Beach after walking around all day that way. But the police were nice and at that bar told me to get back inside the private fence. Down on Main Street I was just asked to leave or I’d be arrested.
We really can only think of a few other times like that when I was told to cover part way up. I’ve never been told I shouldn’t be flashing. Once after the new Florida laws started being enforced we walked up to a group of traffic cops in the medium near a congested biker area and asked if I was legal. I had on those suspenders or the Xena top. They all pointed to their boss and told us to ask him. But said “this is not Daytona. It looks fine to us.“ Yes we’ve been lucky.
Also on Bourbon St New Orleans we asked about flashing. All that group of cops said was it’s illegal but most often if they see women doing it they ignore them unless they draw a crowd. That will get me arrested. We made sure when on public streets there I only flashed a few people quickly and didn’t repeat until someplace else. I even had pictures flashing with two policemen there and in a few other states. Most are friendly human beings. But you never know how the next one feels about nudity.
Anyway these were just a few more notes on nudity in public and how I get by with it.

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Dale’s Good Friday Surprise
Just like those many years of going to see Dale after BP finger fucked me for sometimes over two hours leaving my pussy well used and juicy, we were headed to visit Dale with me fresh fucked. I’d met many of my fuck buddies near home that way and they seemed to like my wet pussy for easier penetration. But this time I’d been fucked six times in one morning.
Since it’s been over four years, Dale wasn’t expecting us, and we had no idea whether Dale’s wife Peggy was home or even still working. I wore one of my longer beach dresses. I was fully covered yet it was easy to remove with nothing under it. One of those surprise birthday dresses like I’d worn for those 21 year old boys.
We were in luck. Peggy was working and Dale was happy to see us. In fact I’d soon see how happy Dale was after getting inside his house. Dale remembered our rules. Within seconds after hugs and greetings Dale had my dress off and on the floor. Like BP he’d never seen my tittie tattoos and loved them. As you know Dale is an ass man. After rubbing my tittie tattoos and nipples just enough to make us all hot he was rubbing my bare ass and working his hands between my crotch. In no time Dale was naked and finger fucking me. As always, he worked fast and his cock was aiming almost straight up as a finger or two found my wet pussy and slowly dipped into the wet hole. This could go on all afternoon if I let it happen.
Dale’s cock is fatter than BP’s and nearly 8” long. At least that’s what we think. Dale is several years younger than Denny so his hasn’t shrunk much yet. Also as always, Dale’s cock was soon precumming. Denny can go a long time but Dale seems to drain instantly when he is aroused. I used to hate it when he rubbed his wet cock on me. I finally got used to it and since we were at his house trying to turn him on I couldn’t complain.

Denny and I had talked about what might happen this weekend with Dale and BP. I agreed as long as neither tried forcing me to take cock anal or oral I’d do most anything else . This would include trying fingers up my ass. We knew Dale liked that. I might even try a little clean cock sucking and licking, as well as letting them eat my pussy. At this time of my life and since we won’t see either after this weekend why not go all the way? Of course we weren’t telling them any of this.

Dale loves bending me over the arm of a soft chair or sofa and fingering me from the back. We think he does that so he can stare at my butt hole. I ended up over the end of the sofa. Now and then Dale’s fingers were in my too tight ass hole. I’d jump and moan. Dale made the excuse he slipped. I didn’t complain much so it seemed to happen more often. At times he had fingers in both holes working them at once. I quit complaining and only made panting sounds. After his fingers got wet from my pussy they really began feeling better in my butt hole but I never admitted it to Dale. Dale was hinting he could make me feel much better if he could stick his cock in my ass hole and shoot it full. Yes Dale really is an ass man and has told us stories of his past.
I pretended not to hear him. But knew it was just a matter of time before Dale started begging to fuck me. Now and then I felt Dale’s hard cock and the dripping head rub between my butt cheeks and on my spread pussy when he moved his hand away. I was sure he was going to ram it in my pussy a few times and I was ready. Remembering the rules he didn’t. He’ll be shocked when I say yes!
After 30 minutes or so Dale said his wrists and fingers were getting tired. He slowed down. But he still didn’t stop. He commented how tight and juicy my pussy still is at my age and how it must feel good to fuck it. This was perfect. I was ready to tell Dale to go ahead and try it. Denny beat me to it. “Go ahead and fuck her Dale” he said. Dale heard Denny say this many times.
Of course we’ve been through this many times over many years and Dale just knew I’d refuse. Dale said something like he’d sure love to bury his cock deep in that pussy and fill it full of hot jazz if I’d let him. Then he scared me. He told us he’d love to butt fuck me after he finished with my pussy. We both told Dale my butt is too tight and I’ve had too many surgeries for colon problems. Dale pulled the finger he had deep in my butt hole out and apologized. I told him that it was feeling better and he could still use a finger if he wanted to. I couldn’t believe I’d said that. Actually it was feeling good since he kept it lubricated with my pussy juices. I let Dale continue fingering both holes until he repeated he needed to rest his wrists awhile.
Men sure make things easy for us women. I raised up and pulled away. I’m sure Dale figured I was upset and wasn’t going to let him play anymore. What happened next was up to me.
Over the years Dale has had me all over his house, garage, back closed in porch, and even the private back yard next to a golf course. But I would never go in his bedroom and lie on the bed. I remember we’d watched Dale open a drawer near the head of the bed and show us Peggy’s toys of all shapes and sizes. He offered to use them on me or watch as I tried them.
Dale even tried to get me to let him use Peggy’s different lubes on my butt and pussy. I’ve never liked lubricants. I believe in natural lubes and making me hot enough to get them flowing.
Without speaking I went in his and Peggy’s bedroom and spread out on their bed. To make it even more inviting I pulled my pussy lips wide apart and told Dale I’m ready….or something like that.
I didn’t have to ask Dale twice. He looked at Denny. I think Denny just grinned. Dale laid down on me and slipped his hard cock into my pussy with one smooth quick jab. It hurt. I jumped which made it hit bottom even harder and I was soon being fucked by the one man I said who would never fuck me. It was feeling great and I was yelling and moaning along with all of those other noises a woman makes when she’s enjoying a good fuck.
Dale was actually concerned that he was hurting me. That was nice of him. I told Dale it hurts but keep hurting me because it feels great. He buried his cock as far and as hard as he could ram it. Dales’ cock is now the same size as Denny’s and it feels just right, it hits bottom, it’s tight, and it felt great.
“Fuck me Dale” I kept saying. “Fuck me harder. Fuck me faster. Fuck me deeper. Just fuck me. Don‘t stop.” Words like this and the moaning drives men crazy and they turn into animals. Dale was grunting and fucking like a wild man. While I was being fucked Denny was explaining to Dale about how I turned into a fucking machine, all the fuck buddies, and hundreds of times I’ve been fucked since May.
Denny told Dale we always called him and BP our special friends. Now they are also my fuck buddies. Denny even told Dale how he is fuck number seven today and BP has fucked me several times since we got here Thursday. Denny also told Dale it was my idea to come over to get fucked by him and BP. It seemed to turn BP and Dale on more knowing these things.
Listening to these details caused Dale to go faster and shove his cock in deeper. I thought sure he was going to hurt me and shoot at any time. But it felt great and he kept hammering away.
Dale’s first fuck seemed to go on for a long time. I was having orgasm after orgasm. Couldn’t tell whether Dale had cum or not. But when I asked he assured me he hadn’t and I’d know when he does. Like Denny often does, Dale had good control. He’d reach his peak then stop awhile. We have no idea how long Dale fucked me but it was much longer than Denny, BP, and those other three all together.
Denny and I are well aware how far and how much Dale can cum. I was waiting and wanting Dale to cum as deeply inside my pussy as he could. I even told him I want him to shove his cock as deep as possible when he feels it cummng.

As of this year I’ve had many cocks cum inside me. Denny has always satisfied me and shot a decent load deep in my pussy. But I was soon to feel the biggest and most powerful ejaculation deep inside my hot pussy as I’ve ever experienced. How do you tell the man you love that another made you feel better than you’ve felt before? After over 57 years of great intercourse by Denny I got the best fuck of my life with Dale. My only regret is all of those years not letting Dale fuck me. Denny knows how Dale made me feel. Yet we returned for more.

Denny had always wanted me to experience other men and have fun. He lets me do it because he loves me and wants me to enjoy others. BP’s 6” made me feel good. Denny’s 8” is still great. I’ve recently had penis’ from around 4” to Cleo’s fat large cock. Yes, it’s way to thick with too large of a head. I’d rather not have one that big again.
Denny used to have a nice round 10” cock. I was way too small but I adjusted and loved it although it often hurt like hell when he buried it all the way. He’s gone thru spells. His prick is often soft and he can’t get an erection no matter what he takes. Over the years it has shrunk to around 8” when fully erect but doesn’t stay that way long. My pussy adjusts and anything under 10” feels great if it’s not so big around. At least this is what I’ve experienced. Yet Dale’s 8” seemed to be hitting bottom and hurting when he rammed it hard.
I knew it would feel great when Dale exploded his jazz deep inside me. But I never imagined it would feel that good! I didn’t want him to stop even though it was hurting by then. Dale speeded up, grunting and shoving his cock as far as he could inside me. I felt it swell and throb. I should have known. He exploded without warning and I could feel his hot semen deep inside my pussy. Like Denny and others often do, Dale pushed his cock as deep as he could and held it there, motionless. I told Dale how much I loved it, as his cock slowly shrunk and his jazz oozed out around it . Hopefully it didn’t sound like I was begging when I told him I want more of his cock over the weekend.
Dale rolled over and Denny climbed on before my pussy could close. Very roughly Denny rammed his hard cock to the bottom where Dale had just shot his load. I jumped and yelled but I was so wet and loose it really scared me more than hurt. As much as Dale pumped my pussy full, Denny fucked me and within minutes shot a big load in with Dale’s. If I would have had my eyes closed I would have thought Dale was fucking me again. The only difference is Dale is circumcised. But once Denny’s skin peals back while having sex they look and feel the same.
I lay there exhausted and feeling great. My legs were still wide a part and my pussy still slightly spread. As the jazz ran out Dale fingered me and mixed the semen together. We’d worried about me getting my boobs fondled and getting fingered if I started letting men fuck me. So far my two special friends were still doing their regular jobs.

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Dale’s Good Friday Surprise Part Two.

A normal woman would have had more than enough and been satisfied. But I wanted to make this a day to remember for both Dale and us. As I lay there with jazz running down my butt crack and my inner thighs, my legs and pussy still wide open, I had another plan.
Keep in mind long ago I loved dildos, vibrators, and most anything that fit inside my pussy. Over time I changed and up until this afternoon hated the idea of things like that inside my pussy.
I rolled over and opened Peggy’s toy drawer. I grabbed the first thing I felt, a large vibrator. I turned it on and handed it to Dale. I don’t think I had to tell him what to do with it. It must have been as large as Dale and Denny’s cocks because it filled me up and hit bottom. I jumped and Dale pulled it out a few inches, slowly working it in and out as it roared to life. We lost track of what else Dale tried and how long he used Peggy’s toys.
I do remember when my pussy became dry and things no longer slid in and out well Dale mentioned those super lubes in the drawer. I didn’t hesitate to tell Dale to use whatever he wanted. Just keep trying toys. Dale had me roll over and he put a pillow under my tummy. He had me raise up and added another so my butt was up and my ass hole and pussy were easy to get to. What was I thinking?
I didn’t intend on Dale putting any of those toys in my ass but should have known. I had told Denny I’d try most anything. Dale greased up a small dildo type thing. I thought he was going to stick it in my pussy. I soon felt it slowly being put in my butt hole. I thought it was an ordinary small dildo and it didn’t feel too bad. Dale stuck a larger one in my pussy. I soon discovered they were both vibrators when Dale turned them on. I was afraid it would hurt. But I was soon in heaven. I was having orgasm after orgasm and don’t know where all of that juice was coming from! Denny and Dale just stood back smiling and watching.
After what felt like an hour Dale removed the vibrators and had me roll over on my back again but on those pillows. This still left my pussy and butt hole easy to get at. I could see him holding another thin vibrator with a ball on the end. Years ago Dale had tried one of Peggy’s lubricants and it burned. That’s why I wouldn’t let anyone try anything else.
Dale must have used that same lube this time he’d tried years ago because it began burning. Dale wiped off as much as he could then used baby oil or something in and around my pussy to make it feel better.
Denny decided to tit fuck me while Dale tried different toys in my pussy and butt hole. Denny climbed on facing me, his hard cock between my tits. The problem with this was neither of us could see what Dale was using or doing down below. In a way this made it kinkier. I just had to trust Dale and hope for the best. Whatever Dale was using they all felt good and he seemed to be enjoying himself. My pussy was so wet from jazz, my orgasms, and the lubes Dale was using I felt like I could fuck all day and night.
Denny knows he is not supposed to shoot jazz on my face. I don’t mind it on my tits or my belly. But I just don’t like him squirting on my face. I guess he lost control and Denny shot a full blast all over my chin and my cheeks. I yelled but didn’t really complain. I was trying to do what I said, take whatever they gave me. Denny and Dale thought it was funny. In fact Dale wanted to do it too. Before this day something like this would have ruined the weekend and I’d been upset.
How I let it and what happened next happen I don’t know. I think reading and seeing nasty things on a few porn sites made me try to be a sex slave like those girls. I told myself if they can do it so can I. Well all but anal, oral, and bondage. And I would soon surprise them both about some of that. In a way I was letting Dale give me anal by using some of Peggy’s small toys up my butt. No one mentioned bondage and Denny knows my feeling about it. So far I didn’t need to be tied up to be used. There was only one other thing left to try!
I agreed to Dale tit fucking me and cumming on my face like Denny did. This surprised both of them….and me! I was amazed how much those two squirted after filling my pussy full a few hours before. I told Dale to let me know when he is going to cum. I closed my mouth and my eyes and gritted my teeth as Dale shot his load. I told Dale I would have rather had him cum in my pussy like earlier. He grinned and said maybe tomorrow.
I took Dale’s dripping wet cock in my hand, held my breath, and licked the end. It didn’t taste bad so I opened wide and took the head in my mouth, sucking it for just a little bit. Denny and Dale were amazed. So was I but I didn’t tell them that. After Dale got up I sat on the edge of the bed and reached for Denny’s cock. I did the same to it. I did things those first two days in Daytona I swore I’d never do again and enjoyed it.
Lucky for us I had time to take a quick bath and get that mess cleaned off. Don’t tell them. It was kinky and wild. At my age I finally realized we can convince ourselves things taste bad or we can pretend it’s candy and eat it. Not as bad as I expected. As Denny always says “everything cleans up with soap and water.”

Dale invited us back for another fuck Saturday. It’s always a good sign when we are invited back anyplace. I told Dale my pussy was sore from too many toys so real pricks would be enough. Dale said as long as his is one of them he’d be happy. Then he remembered Peggy had a meeting out of town so wouldn’t be home until late Saturday. Dale said that way he could fuck me even more.
When we mentioned we’d be leaving sometime Sunday afternoon Dale told us Peggy would be home then so Saturday would be the last time we’d meet. Denny told Dale that we’d better make it extra good then so he will remember us! Saying things like that can be dangerous. I can hardly wait to see what Dale plans.
I was so proud of myself. I tried everything except bondage. Maybe I’ll let someone tie me up Saturday.

Denny reminded me to add this series is not over until it says THE END.

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Good Friday Evening at the Motel.

I was actually tired and had about all of the sex and semen I could handle for one day. Since I was wearing a decent sun dress we could stop and have a nice evening meal in a real restaurant. Denny owed that to me for entertaining him and his friends.
We were both too tired to drive into Daytona and check out old cars. I don’t think it was much past 7:30. We decided we’d head back to the motel, watch a little TV and get to bed early. I did get to bed early. But it was with BP. Sadly our red truck shows up too well. No sooner did we sit down and turn on the TV when BP was at the door. He reminded us his wife was out of town through Saturday and he was lonely.
Looks like we created an intercourse monster. We explained we were tired and I’d had plenty of sex for one day. But seeing that sad face and hating to watch a grown man beg I came up with a plan of my own. I told BP to go find some rope or something to tie me up. Denny gave me a funny look but BP didn’t question me. While he was gone I explained to Denny how I forced myself to let him and Dale cum on my face, I sucked both your cocks, and let Dale use Peggy’s toys in my butt and all of the other things I let happen this weekend. All that’s left is bondage which scares me to death. I think Denny was so amazed and surprised he said very little.
BP came back with several long pieces of cotton clothesline rope. I climbed up on the wooden table and spread my arms over my head. I bent my knees up with my feet on the end. I told them to tie me up, but not too tight. When they finished I told them I am your slave. Do whatever you want. Denny grabbed a tit and started playing with it. BP grabbed the other but soon had a finger or two in my pussy too. They spent more time than I expected fingering and feeling me. When BP tried to fuck me he had Denny help him slide me to the very edge of the table so he could get his cock in.
This was awkward and the table was hurting my back. Denny suggested tying me to the overstuffed sofa with my butt up. He told BP that way he could hang onto my tits while he fucks me. BP liked that idea. Denny shoved me face down over the large end of the sofa and BP began tying me to the two sofa legs with my legs spread wide. He then ran a rope from each wrist to the other end of the sofa. I was hooked tighter than I wanted to be but it was fairly comfortable so I kept quiet. BP had never fingered me dog fashioned that I could remember. Now I figured I was going to get that and fucked from behind.
Denny took his position on his knees on the sofa in front of me. I knew his plan. Sure enough Denny soon had his hard cock part way in my mouth and I was sucking and licking it. This seemed to shock and surprise BP as he watched. I reminded Denny he can’t cum or I’ll choke and get sick. This was mostly so BP would be warned in case he tried to get me to suck his prick.
I felt BP’s cock slipping into my pussy. It was just feeling good when he shot his usual small load in minutes. BP rubbed his dripping cock all over my butt cheeks and my butt hole. This surprised me. But he would surprise me even more. I wondered what BP was doing. I soon found out. His cock was hard again. As I got ready for it to enter my pussy I felt it slowly slipping into my butt hole. We’d told BP I didn’t like anal and he never asked to do it. I wanted to yell for BP to stop but did my best to be the slave I was and take whatever they gave me. His jazz on the outside of my butt and dripping cock was enough to let his small cock slide in very slowly. It was to tight but it seemed keep going in.
I was sucking Denny’s cock again and being butt fucked by BP. Denny had no idea BP was fucking my ass. I’d taken small dildos and vibrators in my butt so BP’s small prick wasn’t bad. He seemed to last much longer in my butt hole. I suppose because he’d already shot his wad in my pussy.
Denny got up to watch BP fuck me. He was surprised. He questioned about BP fucking my ass but I said it’s okay. I got off with several orgasms when Denny began rubbing my tits hanging down and saying they looked twice as big that way. When I moaned and jumped BP squirted a small wad in my butt. He was done!
As soon as BP moved away Denny was behind me. I was hoping he wouldn’t try butt fucking me. He has known for many years I can’t take it. I did discover at Dale’s that I can take smaller things like those small vibrators and BP’s cock. I was relieved when Denny’s prick slipped into my pussy. He rammed me so hard and fast I don’t think he lasted five minutes before he shot another big load deep in my pussy.
Denny stepped back, squirted more all over my butt hole, smacked my ass, and got him and BP a beer. They sat at the little nearby kitchen table, leaving me tied and my pussy dripping. They both talked about how much fun they’ve had today and how many times I got fucked at the motel and at Dale’s house.
Finally Denny told BP it was late and time for bed. BP walked over to untie me. Denny told BP to leave me there so I will be ready for him in the morning. Denny slapped my ass again gently and told me to be a good girl and go to sleep. I was hoping he was kidding. BP thanked us and left.
Of course as soon as the door closed Denny untied me and I took a bath to clean up another mess. We were still in bed by 10PM exhausted. We cuddled and talked. Denny was so proud of me for all the things I did.

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Turkey Rod Run Weekend or Saturday Morning in Daytona.

Turkey Rod Run is one of the largest and best old car events in Florida. The swap meet with many vendors and the car corral with all kinds of cars for sale are large but the Speedway infield and everywhere else is also loaded with cars and trucks of all kinds.
From 1995 until a few years ago we drove one of our street rods over and spent almost all of our time wandering around the Speedway and in the Daytona area looking at cars and just cruising. It’s roughly 140 miles to the Speedway and we’d put another 150 miles on whatever car we drove just cruising from parking lot to parking lot.
The car event was one of the reasons we chose this Thanksgiving weekend to go over. But satisfying our new found sexual desires took nearly all of our time, even when we extended our stay to Tuesday rather than going home Sunday afternoon. We mostly missed the car event but Denny never complained.

We had gone to bed by 10PM Friday but still slept till at least 9AM Saturday. If we were really there for the car show we’d already been at the Speedway by 8AM. Things really were different this year. We were sure BP would be waiting and watching for us in the morning. Denny said it was a good thing we hadn’t driven our old car over for the car event because we were spending all of our free time getting me fucked.
We decided to drive the short distance to have biscuits-N-gravy for breakfast. Somehow we got away before BP came knocking. After we ate Denny took a drive around Daytona and past a few of the places we knew there were mini car shows in parking lots. Sadly we can’t walk very much at all so he didn’t even stop.
We were back at the motel before noon. There was only one reason to go back at that time of day. When I asked Denny told me it was to get me fucked again by BP. I figured that and smiled. I’d been happy to parked and watched street rods drive by down town. But I was also happy that Denny enjoyed watching me get fucked. Even I was now used to just coming right out and saying fuck, and doing it!
Denny no more than parked in front of our room when smiling BP met us. I think that was one of the few times he ever saw me dressed like a normal woman. Denny asked BP what he had planned for the day. BP said he was hoping to get to play with me and fuck again. Denny told BP he was lucky. Those were our plans too and why we came back.
We went into our room and I had to use the toilet. BP and Denny sat on the sofa and were talking about sex and playing with me. I figured BP would be trying to get to my tits and pussy anyway so removed my sweater and jeans to save him time. I walked out to meet them naked as I often did. That was another thing I did most of the weekend. Without asking I’d get naked and make sure our friends knew it was okay to mess around.
They were sitting at each end of the large overstuffed leather sofa so I sat between them. That still left enough room for someone on each side of me. BP slid over next to me and began playing with my boobs. Of course we expected that. In no time I was panting and breathing hard, squirming and spreading my legs. I figured Denny wanted to go see Dale before too long so I speeded things up with BP. I laid down with my head in Denny’s lap and bent my knees up with my legs spread. This left my pussy wide open next to BP. It didn’t take BP long to slip a couple fingers in it and finger me.
BP said it was already wet and felt like someone fucked me. I assured him we went for a ride and had breakfast. It’s wet from his tit playing and fingering. Then I added that it would be nice if someone did fuck me. BP was wearing another pair of his jogging pants. At least these were a different color showing us he does change now and then. His erection was visible as he rubbed it.
BP pulled off his shirt then his jogging pants and boxer shorts. There it was, BP’s little nearly black hard cock surrounded by black steel wool. He squeezed it and commented how his big thing is ready to fill my pussy up. Feeling ornery again I reached down and spread my pussy lips wide and told BP I was ready for his big hard cock. “Fill me up and pump me full.” Not only did I say things that shocked Denny and others, I shocked myself!
BP got on his knees on the sofa and slipped his cock in me. I was still laying with my head on Denny’s lap. Denny was working on my tits and driving me crazy rubbing and pinching my nipples. Even though they are mostly flat now they are still very sensitive. I was flowing from multiple orgasms and yelling to BP to fuck me. I kept telling them both not to stop. Fuck me and squeeze my tits all day! I know I was screaming loud enough for anyone outside close to hear. Lucky no one was near. Sadly it didn’t last long enough. BP shot his little load, his prick soon shrunk and slipped out. I could feel his hot jazz on my butt hole.
I told Denny not to stop playing with my boobs and nipples and told BP to hurry and finger me because I was ready for another big orgasm. They both did good. I was soon flowing more and more. At least BP was no longer running to the bathroom to clean his dripping penis. He was letting it drain on me. I hated jazz on me for years but now was loving semen on me most anyplace like when I was younger.
We must have sat around over an hour talking. Denny would occasional rub a nipple or squeeze a boob. All of this time my mostly spread and wet pussy was in full view of BP. He seemed to be constantly staring at it or soaking a finger inside.
Something that came up several times was talk about those three men who fucked me Friday morning. BP told us they stopped by asking about fucking me again. Denny got a bright idea. Why not invite them back? Only this time BP and all of them will be in the room as they take turns fucking me. That way one or two can play with my tits while the other fucks. BP liked the idea. I said if only straight intercourse is done and there is no butt fucking or oral sex. Denny and BP agreed.
Since we were leaving Sunday morning this could be our farewell party Sunday. BP said he’d call the guys and explain. Since his wife would be back sometime later Sunday afternoon in the morning should be fine.
Denny realized time was flying and we’d better get cleaned up and over to see Dale. We were surprised. It wasn’t much after 1PM when we headed out from the motel.

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Saturday Afternoon, almost time to play with Dale
THE LITTLE RESTAURANT.

Even before this, Denny always said two hours is plenty of time to fool around playing with me. It’s around 15 miles or so to where Dale lives and we planned on stopping for lunch first. We both figured since Dale has me naked within minutes I may as well look decent until then.
Lots of nice places to eat in the small town where he lives. Denny stopped at a little Italian place that has good food and reasonable prices. We aren’t fancy eaters or big eaters. Again I was dressed reasonable although my tits were out more than most women.
Him being a true Italian I got the full assortment of compliments and comments about my boobs from the owner/waiter. I guess my tattoos make people think it‘s okay to talk about my boobs. It went from nice breasts to not believing my boobs were real. He thought they were pushed up or soggy sitting on a shelf. If he’d said it once we probably would have over looked it. But he kept doubting I wasn’t wearing a bra. Denny asked him if he wanted me to prove it and he said yes. Lucky there were no kids there and only three or four men our age. But lately Denny worries more. He told the waiter we didn’t want to get in trouble with the owners. He assured us he was the owner and everyone there would love to see my breasts.
Since my blouse was already very low it was easy to reach in and pull both boobs fully out and on display. So I did. One of the two older men at another table commented that maybe my tits would hang down if I didn’t have them hanging over my blouse. I took this personally. In seconds I pulled my blouse up over my boobs to my neck, leaving both breasts hanging free but still fairly erect. With my arms holding my blouse raised my boobs don’t touch my body and look fuller. Everyone loved them.
This proved to be slightly profitable. We were only ordering domestic beer but one of those older men had wine delivered to our table and another old man insisted paying for our meals. Still we ordered the senior lunch special.
We realized later that those old guys were just tricking me into showing my boobs more. How often does an older woman get invited to flash her boobs in front of old men and not get in trouble? And I had fun doing it.

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DIRTY OLD MAN IN THE CADILLAC
When we walked out to our truck a new looking Cadillac pulled up on my side just as I started to get in. It was one of the men who bought the food or the wine. He told me he loved seeing my boobs and would pay to see them again up close. He said he was the one who paid for our meals and was waiting for another look. When I told him thanks but no he said he’d pay me even more to feel them for just a few minutes.
Denny told me to ask how much and go for it. The old man tried to hand me a $20 bill. His car was fairly close and we didn’t figure anyone else was near. Denny told me to open my door farther and it would shield me even more. It was dark out anyway. I wasn’t worried about anyone else seeing me. I just didn’t feel like showing this man my boobs.
The old guy showed me another $20 just to lift my blouse like I did in the restaurant. I figured what the heck I do it for free all the time and the meal that he paid for wasn’t over $12. Before I did it he offered me another $50 if he could feel them just a few minutes after I exposed them. Holy crap $90 just to let him see and feel my boobs for two minutes?
Denny asked how we knew he wasn’t a cop? The guy said you’ll have to trust me but why would a cop pay for lunch and beg to see a woman’s tits? Denny told him to make it an even $100 and I’ll do it. Danged this was easy. The old man said okay and pulled out more money.
I don’t know where Denny comes up with all his ideas. He told me I have a couple choices. I could pull my boobs out the top of my blouse and hang them in the window to show Caddy Man. But he said but that seems too awkward if he’s going to feel them. Denny suggested Caddy open his car door and I can stand up close. Denny said that will make my boobs eyeball high so he can get a nice close up look and they will be easier to play with.
Denny wasn’t done. Also have him give you the money first. Then let Caddy man pull your tits out and play with him. You won’t be doing anything except standing there so it‘s not your fault. Caddy and me both thought this was okay. Caddy handed me the money and opened his car door. All I had to do was step up next to him.
I was expecting him to pull my blouse up from the bottom. Caddy man reached in my blouse and pulled both boobs out the top, bragging how nice and firm they feel. (I was wearing the blouse pictured or one like it.) Of course I thanked him over and over while having orgasms. Caddy Man was very gentle. He cupped one hand on each side of my boob and gently squeezed my boob while licking and kissing a nipple. In a few minutes he switched to my other boob. He’d only asked for a few minutes and nothing was mentioned about sucking nipples. But I wasn‘t complaining!
When he stopped I started to step back. But he begged to play a little longer. Sometimes I think I like having my boobs played with more than anything so I told Caddy Man to take his time. He must have squeezed, licked, and rubbed both titties a good 5 or 10 minutes before stopping.
Denny and I both thanked him again and I tried to hand Caddy Man his money back. I told him I’m not a wh*r* and have rarely taken money for this. He said he never thought I was a wh*r*. He said him and the other old friend have hired many much younger girls with smaller tits for more money just to play with their tits. He admitted neither of them can get an erection and this is their way of having sex now. He thanked us both again then handed me his card. Caddy man told Denny to call and he’d buy us both lunch anytime and we could talk about doing this again. He said the other old fool has paid over $500 to play with little prostitutes with small fake tits. He’d probably pay me a lot more to do what he just did.
We thanked him and I repeated I am not a prostitute and of 1000’s of men who have seen and played with my boobs I have never accepted money. We do it just for fun. Once again, I tried to give Caddy Man his money back. He told me he was getting offended. Just keep it because it was well worth the money. He reached out to offer even more. I got in our truck and waved as Denny left. Maybe I should have done this for a living!
We were late getting to Dale’s house. Actually we didn’t have a set time but eating and playing must have taken over an hour.

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A Bitter/Sweet Saturday afternoon.
As many times as I hated Dale and often refused to visit him there were only a few times we really did stop meeting him. Once for over a year. Dale and Denny worked as a team on me often and Dale finally understood my feelings. So it was with mixed feelings we were there to say goodbye forever. But not until I let him fuck the daylights out of me again. I’d told Denny I was willing to do everything we did the day before. I wasn’t thrilled about the toys up my butt. However since this was our last day with Dale I‘d keep quiet and take it again if Dale tried.
He’s the butt man so I figured he would use Peggy‘s toys again. If she knew he did that or even touched me she’d kill him. He so badly wanted to butt fuck me for years. I had too many colon surgeries and my butt is too tight. When Denny had around 10” somehow I’d take it all the way up my butt and he’d cum. Sometimes we think that’s what caused my later problems.

By the time we got to Dale’s house it must have been 2:30 PM. or more. He was worried that we weren’t going to show up. Dale helped me out of my clothes and he actually fondled my tits awhile before working his way down to my pussy. Normally Dale only played with my tits to show off in front of others.
To get me hot Denny grabbed one tit with two hands and Dale used two on the other, working on them and rubbing my nipples until I was screaming and squirming. We never mentioned Caddy Man just a short time before this.
Dale said it sounds like I’m ready for a good fuck. I said “no Dale, I’m ready for a good finger fuck first.” I have to keep them playing our old foreplay games even if I do let them have intercourse with me. After all, I’ve had many years of fun with my friends that way.
Both men got naked and Dale’s dripping cock was soon rubbing my body. In a short time he rubbed it and dripped pretty much everywhere below my waist and up to my belly. Dale politely asked me to lean over the arm of an over stuffed chair in the living room. I figured he was ready to fuck me when he slid his hard prick up and down my widespread wet pussy. But he had been listening. Dale finger fucked me for at least 10-15 minutes. Still he couldn’t resist. He would slip a finger in and out of my butt hole now and then after pre wetting it in my pussy. It really didn’t feel bad and it was a turn on. No I never admitted it.
Dale never bothered to ask either of us permission to finger my butt. Actually he always knew he didn’t have to ask to play with my boobs or pussy. After the 10-15 minute finger fucking Dale slowly shoved his cock deeply into my pussy and began fucking me slowly and steady. He seemed to work at this slow easy pace for over a half hour before increasing his speed and trying to force it deeper. His balls were slapping my pussy and he was in as far as he could go.
Dale stopped a lot for just a little while to rest and keep from cumming. We think Dale fucked me at least an hour before he began grunting, speeding up, and ramming his body hard into my crotch. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer. I was having orgasm after orgasm yet trying to hold back so I could cum when Dale did. But I couldn’t hold back and seemed to have a steady flow of mini orgasms until I felt Dales cock swell and throb deep in my pussy. I had a climax I was proud of at the same time Dale ejaculated inside me. He held his cock in deeply and remained that way as I felt him repeatedly squirting. Much of this time Dale was hanging on tightly to my tits, using them to pull himself into me. As his prick began to soften Dale fondled my tits to get hard and slowly fucked me some more. This caused me to keep Cumming.
Our juices were flowing out around Dale’s swelled cock and down my inner thighs. Much of the time Denny was sitting nearby watching closely. Denny said my pussy appeared to be squeezing Dale’s cock tightly as he slowly began working it part way out and back in. Denny could see Dale’s semen flowing out all around his cock.

Years before Dale ever got to fuck me we watched him cum on the beach or on sheets on his living room floor. Dale could shoot at least three feet or more and squirt way more than anyone we knew so far. I was imagining that deep in my pussy.


Dale worked on my boobs to get himself hard again. Without pulling it out Dale got a full erection and he fucked me for quite some time until he shot another nice load. The longest fuck I can remember in a long time! Dale hurried to the bathroom to clean up his mess and after using tissues I went to the other bathroom.
Dale put on coffee and we sat in the kitchen talking about how great it felt. Denny was standing behind me playing with my tits and Dale was rubbing my inner leg. Someone mentioned fucking again and using Peggy’s toys. Whatever they said I agreed. We took our coffee, walked out into the enclosed back porch and watched golfers riding not far away. The sides of the yard have tall wooden fences and shrubs. The back only a low chain link fence and more bushes. But there are some spaces where we can see the golfers on carts.
I was always sure some of them could see me in years past when I was naked in the small back yard. I wanted to test it. Usually the golfers are just riding by quite a distance away. I saw at least two groups on several golf carts close to the fence line. When sitting on a golf cart they are higher than the chain link fence. I walked out on the patio and waved to two men on a golf cart near the bushes in the rear of the yard. They waved back and rode on. This worried Dale and he asked me to get back inside. I teased Dale telling him he should fuck me while golfers watch.
We went inside and I asked Dale if he remembers all of the times he fingered me in different rooms of his house. When he answered yes I told him for memories we need to fuck in every room and the garage. So we did. I’ll admit they were all quickies but they were fucks. In the garage I laid back on the hood of his small car.
I especially wanted him to fuck me on his computer desk with my pussy picture on the monitor. Him and Denny thought that would be fun. I reminded Denny last time he was fondling my tits while Dale fingered me. This time we looked at a few of my naked pictures, Denny played with my tits and Dale fucked me. I realized I was picking the games now.

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-----------------------------------------------------Peggy’s Toy Box.

My next game was to go back in their bedroom and use all of Peggy’s toys. I didn’t have to repeat that. So it was my fault I got small dildos and vibrators in my butt hole again. From what I remember those were not much larger than a middle finger and as long. In the position they had me I didn’t see many of the toys being used until they were put in a plastic box on the bed to be washed later. The difference was how they were shaped and how they wiggled or throbbed when turned on.
Many of the vibrators were electric and much more powerful than the cheap battery toys we used to have. Dale said Peggy loves them all and uses them herself. The pussy vibrators and dildos are all sizes up to maybe 12” and way too fat for me. I heard Denny tell Dale when he thought some were too big. Some of them also spin, vibrate, throb in and out, and do other things to drive women wild. Some even have little fingers or bumps. They used all but the ones over 10” on me.

I first sat on the end of the bed. When Denny and Dale walked in, I grabbed both cocks and sucked each just a short time. I’m sure they wanted and expected more but they didn‘t complain. I rolled over on Peggy’s bed face down. Dale placed a fat pillow under my tummy. My legs hanging over, feet on the floor while two men kept swapping different vibrators and dildos in my butt and pussy. Again they had my butt raised up and me easy to see and get at. At first Dale spread my pussy wide open and talked about how pink and wet it looked. Even that turned me on. They both got so close I could feel them breathing in my pussy. After that I don’t remember much being said by anyone. Only my yelling, moaning, and panting.
It seems like they used dozens of them and an hour passed before the phone rang. Later Denny said maybe a half hour had really passed and I was probably right about more than a dozen toys being used.
The phone call and Al.

Dale answered his cell phone. It was a nude beach friend of his just leaving the beach a dozen miles away. We didn’t realize it was almost sundown, when the beach closes. We could only hear Dale’s side of the conversation and now and then a little from the other man. Here’s what we figured out and later were told by Dale. Friend Al lives around 25 miles east of Daytona. He’s a little younger than us, late 60’s, single, and loves the nude beach like Dale. They’ve met there for years and Al knows all about our games with Dale. That is up until these new fucking games. Al wants to stop by to visit Dale and Peggy and maybe go out to eat. He’ll be there shortly.
Dale seemed to think we had met Al several times and Al likes my tits. Dale explained Peggy is gone until later and his horny friends are there fooling around. Dale was nice enough to ask us if it was okay if his friend stopped to say hello and meet us. I told him it was fine. Denny told Dale he was worried Peggy would catch us. We’d found out long ago she was jealous even though she knew nothing about what we did with Dale.
Denny was thinking it was time to leave and we were going to stop someplace for cheap burgers then let BP mess around awhile. Dale asked his friend to pick up some soda and he’d put some burgers on his grille while we talk about sex and the nude beach. We knew Peggy would be home later so figured this wouldn’t take long. All of this time Denny and I were getting dressed. Remember I wore a low cut blouse and tight jeans that day.
Dale said he was planning on getting one last good fuck before we left for ever. He mentioned doing it before his friend got there but we figured we’d get caught in the act so turned Dale down. Not that this would be a bad thing since this guy knew all about my wild ways with Dale over the years.
Dale is the kind like BP who has to brag to everyone about his sex life. I think we heard about every woman Dale has ever had a time or two. As Dale said, this way he can have us tell about some of our games to prove it happened. His friend didn’t really believe all Dale told him. We agreed we can do that. I guess we are like that too now! Writing and talking about it is almost as much fun as doing it. I have orgasms when I read and write these stories.
We went out on the patio where Dale got his gas grille going and I helped get burgers and things ready. By then Al showed up. We’d stayed out back while Dale went to the front door to let Al in. Denny remembered Al from the nude beach but I didn’t. You see one naked man and you’ve seen them all. HA! Al said he remembers me but not Denny. Of course I’m the one with the boobs. Al is much like Denny and Dale. He came right out and said what was on his mind. He told me he always wanted to feel my tits. Of course this gave Dale the chance to prove my tits are his to play with. He lifted my blouse, felt my boobs, and invited Al to fondle them too.
Here I was out on the brightly lit covered patio with my tits out and two men playing with them. I mentioned the golf course but of course it was dark and no one seemed to be around. It’s just that there could have been and being so brightly lit it felt more open than in the sunlight. Dale wasn’t worried so we weren’t either. We don’t even remember when someone took my blouse off. But Al is a tit man like BP so I guess it might have been him. He sure loved looking at them. Seems strange for a couple of men who spend several days a week at a nude beach to be staring at an old woman‘s boobies.

We were worried about Peggy coming home. We didn’t know Dale had called her and found she wouldn’t be home till Sunday morning now. We had all night! I was fantasizing what could happen in that time with two other horny men and Denny. This long weekend was turning out way better than anyone could have planned.
We ate burgers, chips, and had soda as I got my boobs played with by those two perverts. Three counting Denny! Dale played with my tits more that day than all the years we’d known him. We’re thinking because of the competition and it helped keep him hard to fuck. We did talk about how we met Dale and how we eventually shared my body with him. We also told Al how I wouldn’t let anyone else fuck me until this May. Dale had to go into detail about how much and how often he’s fucked me since Friday and I loved it.
Then it happened. Al and Dale wanted take turns fucking me. Al was bragging about his 8” cock. He said it’s about the same size as Dales and he could make me feel good. I thanked him but explained I really was tired and all of those toys made my pussy sore. If I did it I’d just be a limp doll laying there.
That’s when our plans were changed again. Al reminded us we’d pass within a few miles of where he lives when we go home. He lives alone and Dale knows where he lives. Why not stop by and we can have a sex party there before going home Sunday. Al promised to be gentle and follow any rules I made. I looked at Denny and he said it’s up to me. I told them my new rules. Only straight sex but in any position they wanted. No anal or oral and no pain or bondage. Just one at a time but the other can play with my tits while the other is fucking me. I’ll take it as long and hard and as often as they can give it. Or as slow and gentle. Don’t beg for anything else. Naturally they liked the idea. Denny added that we could probably be there by 1PM and could stay till around 4PM if I lasted that long.
Then Denny told them to wait until he talks to Bipen. He’d gotten BP and Dales phone numbers again so we can stay in touch after we move. With luck BP answered right away. Denny asked about Sunday’s meeting with those three friends. BP said one can’t make it but they can bring as many others as we want. They should be there around 10AM. Denny said the two from before and him is plenty to keep me busy. I suggested maybe invite one more so it would be four men like before. Denny grinned and told BP don’t bring more than you and four other men. I told Denny to make sure they have small cocks and are clean. Denny also asked about staying Sunday night because we have more plans with Dale for Sunday afternoon. Of course BP said stay as long as we like at no extra charge.
Al and Dale liked this new plan. We could spend as long as we want with BP and his gang then spend all afternoon with Dale and Al. Al said we could even stop for another quickie on our way home Monday. My pussy is not that great but our friends don’t seem to get enough of it. I can’t imagine if I’d done this while I was 20 ! Men have to beg and buy pussy. Us women just have to be willing when they ask.
I made Al show me his prick to be sure I could handle it. He whipped it out as fast as BP would. I squeezed and stroked it a few times telling Al it looked just right. Hugged them, put my blouse on, and said we’d see them at Al’s Sunday afternoon. We arrived back at the motel fairly late. We have no idea when. BP’s place was dark and we figured his wife and daughter were home again so we went right to bed…… to sleep after Denny wrote his notes with my help.

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GIVING THANKS
In my wildest dreams I never expected our Thanksgiving weekend to turn out like it did. Believe me we are not making this up. To get these details and facts Denny took his old laptop and wrote the stories each day right after they happened. It’s mostly my words but he typed and put these stories on the site for me. Most of the goofy titles are his idea.
We really didn’t get to town much to see the old cars or go on any of the sites he is on. We seemed to spend all of our time eating, sleeping, and me fucking. If we die tomorrow we’ll die happy. If we die ten years from now we’ll still be talking about Thanksgiving 2014.
I don’t plan on doing this after we move so I forced myself to do things I normally would never do and let our friends play way longer than I should have. Still I felt like at times I could go on forever and times I was ready to collapse.
The good part of being a woman is all I had to do was lay there with my legs spread. To prove I was alive and having fun I’d yell and pant like a dog. Funny how telling a man to push harder and go faster drives him crazy.

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SUNDAY MORNING GANGBANG.

Now we are getting nasty.

Well I don’t know if it counts as a gangbang when only one fucks me and another plays with my tits. But with BP, Denny, and four other men fucking me it sure comes close. BP lied. Sunday morning 9:30 AM we got woke up by knocking at the motel room door and laughter by a large crowd of men. Denny looked out the front curtains to see BP and four men sitting at the picnic table near the door. Denny opened the door part way and told them to come back at 10 after we got dressed, shaved, and showered. Several yelled back we don’t need to get dressed for what they are going to do for the next few hours. It seemed like a rowdy bunch. Denny closed the door, shaved and put on his shorts. I took a quick bath, spent extra time cleaning my pussy well, and asked Denny what I should wear. I was still naked. He laughed and told me what I was wearing is fine for what those guys are about to do. I was having orgasms already just thinking about it.
It still wasn’t 10AM when Denny told me to open the door, stand there, wave, and invite my little fuckers in. He sometimes gets nasty at times like this. He knows dirty talk like that turns me on. We’d both forgotten what those first thee men looked like so most of these could have been new and we wouldn’t have known. We did know one was new. He couldn’t been over mid 30’s. He was the replacement for the guy who couldn’t come. Of course there was another stranger when we mentioned four total. So BP and three of the men were probably in their late 60’s. At least they all were fairly slim and clean looking. Not bums like used to hang around at the motel.
They scared me at first as they rushed in the door and started feeling everything they could get their hands on. Denny told them to step back and take turns after we get to know them a little. She’s not a wh*r*. Just a horny older woman who likes to share her body with other men. They listened and things got better.
It seems like both of us and BP explained our simple rules. Then Denny surprised me. I guess it was my fault because I’d told him my pussy was nice and clean. I can’t remember his exact words. But something like “whoever eats her pussy the longest gets to fuck her first in that order.” No no one has asked to eat me and I can’t remember it happening. But Denny said a few have. To me it’s gross. But I thought sucking someone’s dripping cock was gross too and I did it a few times this weekend. At least we know my pussy is clean and disease free.
Denny told me to lay on the living room sofa and spread my legs. He slipped an oversized pillow under my butt. Most of the guys gathered around while some sat on each end of the sofa. I remember hands working on both boobs most of the time I was laying there. We don’t even remember how many of them actually licked and sucked my pussy. That new young guy, 32 we found out, went first and ended up doing it the longest of all. Yes he got to fuck me first. Like most younger men he fucked like a dog in heat and shot in less than five minutes. Actually that was fairly long considering how fast he was fucking me. Also he seemed to cum a pretty good sized wad. If this would have been my only fuck for the day it would have satisfied me. But I was soon to get a lot more by the time Sunday was over.
At least they all had 7” or less which is just right. Anyway they felt and looked that size. Gone are the days I wish for a big cock. My pussy has shrunk with age too.
I remember BP spreading my lips wide and licking my pussy. Denny had to coax him. Can you believe a man begging another to eat his wife? BP said he’s never done that to any woman before. He didn’t do it more than a minute or so. I was feeling so hot and light headed at that time I really don’t know who else gave me oral. At least one or two more of them. But like BP it was not long. They said they loved it but weren’t about to try to outdo the kid. Denny told me later everyone at least licked my pussy when the rest teased them. Six men counting Denny!
No wonder I was so juicy when the 32 year old slid his cock in me.
I should mention Denny told me to go lay on the bed so it would be more comfortable and easier for them to fuck me. That’s where I got my first and the other four fucks. It seems like there was always someone on each side of the bed playing with a tit while I was being fucked. Denny said each one fucked me at least twice, maybe some even more.
At times like that it’s hard to tell how many are doing it or how long. It’s like one big long fuck. The big difference is they keep cumming and are always hard. I never can tell if they ejaculate after their first time. Some do and some might just squirt a little or none. I’m filled with so much jazz it is hard to tell.
The great thing is between all of those men’s jazz and my orgasms my pussy stays wet and loose so it doesn’t seem to hurt. If they only fucked me twice and Denny once that was 11 good fucks. We are pretty sure some took a third time. I should have been well fucked and worn out. But we still had to got visit Dale and Al at Al’s house some 25 miles away. We were sure they’d each want to fuck me at least twice. I thought I was too old to fuck and now I was fucking like a nymphomaniac.
We lost track of time. Denny called Dale saying we won’t be there until after 2PM. He laughed and told Dale Dollie got fucked way more than she expected so she will really be fresh fucked for you and Al. I remember thanking all the guys while they played with my tits and my pussy, then standing in the open doorway naked waving goodbye.
We reminded BP we’d be staying Sunday night. He told us he’d be ready to fuck Monday right after noon. For a man who said he’s only fucked his wife a few times in 18 years and only a few other young girls he sure was pussy hungry now! Denny told BP he’d better make this one a good one because we probably will never be back.
I’ll swear I had hands on my boobs and fingers and pricks up my pussy from 10AM until at least 1PM. After a quick shower I actually felt relaxed in the truck after we left.

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FAREWELL DALE SURPRISE
Sunday afternoon.

Saturday afternoon was supposed to be our goodbye fuck party with Dale. It was extended thru Saturday evening. Now we were going to visit Dale and his nudist friend for yet another farewell party on Sunday. I knew Dale was going to try to make this an extra special goodbye fuck. The bonus was I was going to get fucked by another nudist with an identical 8” cock, along with Denny’s 8“ cock. 24” of cock in one afternoon, and most like two or more times for Dale and Al. This is more than most women dream for and probably way more than most could handle.
Let’s don’t forget I had already been fondled and fucked for three hours by five other horny men. Who knows how many times each fucked me. Let’s just round it off to a dozen. Could I really handle two more 8” cocks taking turns for a couple more hours? I was willing and able to try. After all this could be my last big intercourse weekend ever.

I wore a mini skirt but a longer one and a medium low blouse. That way I could look respectable yet adjust them when we got to Al’s house. We ate a quick lunch at another fast food place then drove to the town where Al lived. With luck we found it easy by 2PM. While riding over there I had pulled the top of my mini skirt way above my waist and unbuttoned most of my blouse and pulled it down enough to expose the top half of my nipples and my bird tattoos. We were sure this would get their attention.
I overdid the pulling up my skirt and pulling down my blouse. We knew it was exposing my pubic area while sitting but expected it to slide down when I got out of the truck. Denny had parked in the driveway close to the front door. Good thing. But not so good that Dale, Al, and a stranger met me at the truck before I even got out. My skirt was so short it was way above my ass and pussy. One of my boobs fell out. Of course all three loved it and thought I did it on purpose I quickly pulled the skirt below my crotch and slipped my tit back in, apologizing. Dale laughed and told them I’ve gone to his house like that many times. I gently slapped Dale and said “ not quite Dale.”

(Even this far into these stories it embarrasses me to write fuck and some things. But Denny says keep it simple and make it sound dirty.
Notice sometimes extra men show up for our games. It‘s mostly Denny‘s fault. He tells our friends to try to surprise me in different ways. We were wanting to stick to one or two fuck buddies and only Dale or BP this weekend. But we sure got surprised. We could always say no. But so far things worked out much better than we could ever planned.
Also as I wrote somewhere I was willing to try most anything at least once for our last wild weekend. Sadly we never did get to see many hotrods and forgot our cameras.)

Denny said to add this note. Notice I never kiss anyone except Denny? That’s the one thing we save for each other only. Well he kisses other women but I only let men kiss my cheek, neck, or other places.

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--------------------------------------------------------------------------Farewell Dale Part Two
So what’s this other surprise? Al had told his younger brother about me and invited him to join them. We think brother Bill is around 65 but looks much younger. Being old ourselves everyone else looks young. No one expects an old woman to be acting like this.
We were told Bill has an 8” cock like Al and hasn’t had sex for years. They said he’s horny and ready to fuck. Denny was pissed but figured one more wouldn’t kill me. I was beginning to wonder! All three were polite and agreed to follow our rules. 32” of cock in one meeting?
Bill seemed to like what he saw and he seemed like a nice person. After all he said he’s a tit man and would love to spend a few hours working on mine. I think I was having orgasms. I loved Bill already!
Dale had already told them I love having my tits and pussy played with first. At least Dale was remembering how much I love the foreplay. Getting three times as much fondling didn’t sound like a bad thing. It would be just normal intercourse after a round of finger fucking and playing with my boobs.
We went into Al’s house and things started out different than with BP or Dale. Al and his brother actually asked us to sit down and they served iced tea and cookies. We talked about the nude beach and how we were going to miss it and Florida. They made us feel comfortable. Slowly sex came up and they wanted to hear why I finally decided to let other men have intercourse with me. We’re sure Dale already talked about this and what he did in the past. All of this helped set the mood and I believe it made them respect me and not force me to do anything.
Al actually yelled at Dale when he pulled a tit out and played with it. He made Dale put it back. I told them it was okay. That’s one of our rules, to let our special friends feel me up anytime they want to. About then Bill asked if he could see my boobs and my tattoos. I removed my blouse and the games began. Bill was soon fondling one tit and brother Al fondled the other.
When I sat down my skirt went up nearly to my waist so my pussy was now exposed. I don’t remember who was first but I got finger fucked for a long time by each as the others played with my boobs.
I ended up laying on the sofa naked. We’d been there way over an hour before any of this started. So it must have been nearly 4PM when Al asked about fucking me. Denny interrupted saying we need to decide who gets to go first, second, and third. He said at BP’s they used two different ways to decide. The youngest first or the one who spent the most time eating her pussy. Both Bill and Al wanted to do the pussy eating game but Dale said he wouldn’t eat me even though he’s always known it’s been clean. Well other than filled with semen.
Anyway Bill was first to fuck, Al, then Dale because of their ages. Keep in mind all are built about the same with 8” circumcised penis’ except Dale has a big gut. Once they started fucking me I really couldn’t tell the difference. Even Denny’s felt the same. Like one long fuck. Still it was better because each could fill my pussy full of semen and get another hard-on to do it again. One man can’t cum that often or that much.
To fuck we’d gone into A’s large bedroom and he added a few sheets over the comforter for safety. Later he kept adding heavy towels under me as things got messy. When one fucked me the others stood near the foot of the bed watching my pussy spread as a cock pumped in and out rather than playing with my boobs. This was also different.

BILL
Here’s how we remembered it. First Bill had me lay on my back with my legs hanging over. My feet were not quite on the floor. He walked up, slipped his hard prick in me and fucked for maybe 15 minutes. I’ll mention each fucked me about that long the first time. Since Bill loves tits he was pulling on mine and working them. I think he was pulling on them to help ram his prick in deeper. If Bill fucked me many years my tits would be hanging to my belly. Bill shot a nice hot load much like Dale had before. They had already planned this. When Bill then Al was ready to get off me they said so.

AL
In seconds Al took over. He asked me to move over to the edge of the bed and he laid in the middle. I had to sit on his hard-on and fuck him. With my weak legs I couldn’t do it much so Al did most of the moving up and down. It seemed like his prick went in deeper in that position. It hurt but in a good way. Al probably lasted 15 minutes too by stopping and starting at the right times. He also filled me full of a nice hot load. I was thinking at the time those brothers shot loads as big and hard as Dale had before. Al told Dale to be ready. After letting his cock soak several minutes Al rolled off and Dale had his cock in his hand stroking it.

DALE
Dale told me to get in the middle of the bed on my hands and knees. I was thinking Dale’s going to try to butt fuck me. I’d just wait and see. I could tell him no if he starts sticking it in. I was relieved when I felt Dale’s rock hard prick slowly slipping into my very juicy pussy. Like A’s with me sitting on top, Dale’s prick felt even longer this way. Denny loves it dog fashioned because it does go deeper and rubs my inner rectum wall.
For several minutes Dale went from a slow steady pace to fast and pulling it nearly out to ram it as deep as he could go. Long stroking Denny calls it. The others were watching Dale’s cock slip in and out and said my pussy would be wide open and jazz running out with each long stroke. Like Denny would do, now and then Dale missed and his cock hurt my outer pussy when it rammed me hard. A few times I was sure it was going in my butt hole.
Dale changed positions often, going from laying on my back holding my boobs tight to up on his knees holding my hips ramming hard.
Like the two brothers Dale seemed to control himself and lasted a good 15 minutes. This was when I discovered Dale did shoot harder, deeper, and a lot more than the brothers. M pussy couldn’t hold all the jazz from those three.

DENNY
Denny said he’d wait until the others took seconds. I think this was a hint in case they weren’t planning on it. No one had to ask twice. All estimated times in the stories are what Denny and others came up with. I was way too busy to look at clocks. Cocks yes.
I’m not taking any credit for the fancy way these stories look or the titles. They are my words but Denny has to help me.

SLOPPY SECONDS
Starting with Bill again, I was fucked slow and simple by just laying with my legs spread wide. While each spent as much as 30 minutes this time the other two each worked on a boob. I have no idea how I did it. But playing with my tits always makes me cum. I seemed to be flowing nonstop as each partner spent up to 30 minutes giving me a nice steady normal fuck. It was so relaxing just laying there taking all they gave me. Us women are so lucky.

DENNY FUCKED ME
Nothing spectacular here. Sorry I didn’t mean it sound that way. After getting fucked a total of six times by three men for over maybe 2 ½ hours counting getting in position, Denny lasted about 15 minutes fucking a very wet hot pussy. He always wanted sloppy seconds. He’s sure been getting that lately.
Then it was pizza and break time.

I forgot to mention, when one was fucking me the others would cheer him on and encourage him to go faster, deeper, and things to turn the fuck buddy on. Of course it turned me on too and I was adding my own yelling and moaning.
Years ago Denny told me to yell and tell him how it was feeling. He said with all new partners I should fake it if I have to to get them turned on. So far I don’t remember ever having to fake it. I was doing this yelling and panting with each new fuck buddy. I’d tell my partner to go faster or slow down now and then. I’d make sure I let him know I was ready to have an orgasm hoping he would hold his prick deep inside me when I squirted. I’m sure it was a noisy afternoon.
Yes Al told us it’s pizza time. I needed a break. But it didn’t turn out to be the kind of break I was expecting.

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PIZZA TIME
Denny said it was after 5PM when I got out of the bath tub and the others were dressed sitting at the dining room table. My skirt and blouse were in the living room on a small table. I had to walk naked in front of Denny and the other three to get my things. For some reason this felt embarrassing, even after what I’d been through. I had no idea the young pizza guy was there with pizzas and sodas. I found out later he was a friend of Al’s and they’d timed this for me to get caught.
The kid, maybe 25, was waiting to see the old lady that’s been fucking all of them all afternoon! Old men love bragging to young guys about their sex adventures. Actually they love bragging to everyone. Talk about embarrassing and being set up! They even made sure he was standing where he’d see me walk into the kitchen/dining room area. I think every light in the house was on! They all laughed like something was funny, including Denny. He’d pay for this later!
My clothes were neatly stacked on the kitchen floor right next to the young pizza boy. I knew why. I had to bend down to pick them up. I figured I may as well make it good. I made sure I was turned with my back to the kid then I slowly bent down, fooled around with my things awhile, then picked them up. While bent over I felt fingers slowly entering my pussy.
Without asking, the kid started playing with my pussy and telling me how nice it felt. I raised up smiling. His fingers worked down between my legs again and at least one slipped in my pussy as I spread my legs just enough to let him in. I knew by then they’d told him to do it so figured I’d see just how far this goes.
I took the kid by the hand and walked him into the living room where I laid on a soft rug and spread my legs then used my fingers to spread my pussy lips. The others stood all around me staring like they’d never seen a pussy before. No one spoke. As the pizza boy and the rest stared I slipped one finger part way in my pussy then motioned him to come closer. I whispered “fuck me while those dirty old men watch.” I had to ask several times but finally he pulled his hard prick and balls out from his zipper, fucked me with what seemed a 6” or so prick. He was one of those fast working young boys who lasted no more than a few minutes before he filled my pussy with his hot semen and got up. He thanked me and the others then left with an embarrassed look on his face. I soon found out that this part wasn’t supposed to happen. All they’d told the kid was he can play with my tits and leave. Ooops!
Everyone but me was already eating pizza and drinking sodas. I took a seat between them at the dining room table, ate pizza, and they talked about me fucking the young pizza boy. Al said he’s going to hear about that later then laughed. Bill was finished eating so stood behind me playing with my boobs. Soon Al was fondling the other one. Dale just watched and talked about me fucking the pizza boy. I think Dale was in shock. I blamed them and reminded them the kid did stick a finger in my pussy..
Everyone but me was dressed so I picked up my clothes and put them on. We didn’t know what time it was but figured it was getting late. I’d had all the cocks I could handle for one day. Dale said something that actually made sense. We’d came all the way across the state to give him a surprise fuck. He loved all he got and enjoyed watching me getting fucked by others. But he said he should get the last goodbye fuck before we leave. Everyone else agreed with Dale.
Denny reminded Dale we were already staying an extra night and were going home tomorrow, Monday. This was our last big goodbye. By then Dale had a hand up my skirt, or my skirt up and a hand in my pussy. “What’s wrong with right now?” Dale said. Denny told me to go for it or something. Of course the others encouraged me to let Dale fuck me one last time. By the time I got my skirt and blouse off Dale was naked and hard. He had me lay on the same rug the pizza kid fucked me on and now everyone gathered around to cheer Dale on.
Everyone was yelling “Fuck her Dale. Fuck her good this time. Ram that big cock up to her belly. Go faster, Dale, fill that c*nt full of hot jazz. Give her a fuck she’ll remember.”
I was yelling for Dale to fuck me too. We got very noisy and soon we both were yelling that we were cumming. Dale seemed to have a fresh batch of semen ready to squirt deep in my pussy. It felt so good! This time he didn’t stop long. He waited until he was done squirting then began pounding away at least ten more minutes. Dales final fuck must have lasted another 30 minutes total. Yes, I’ll remember friend Dale and his last fuck.
But something happened. Bill and Al wanted one more farewell fuck. I couldn’t do that. Then Dale would have to fuck me yet again. This could go on all night. It was Dale who made the final decision. Let the two brothers give me a quickie and by then he should be ready for one more. So that’s what happened. I got two more fucks and Dale’s final final, probably final fuck since his final fuck had already been Saturday.
Let’s face it, we lost count and by the time we went back to the motel Sunday evening I really was fucked out.

Yes there is still more.

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MONDAY TIME TO HEAD HOME.
BP and his wife have full time jobs. His wife works day shift and BP leaves around 3PM to work second shift. He doesn’t get up until around Noon. BP’s last fuck was Sunday morning when his friends joined him for our little orgy. So we didn’t plan on seeing BP anymore if we left Monday morning.
We got to bed late Sunday evening and were so tired we both slept till around 11AM. By the time we had the truck packed and breakfast it was after Noon. BP saw us and came out to tell us goodbye. Denny handed him the key to the suite we’d had for years. It was a sad time. We really had become friends and it was more than the sex games.
Like Dale BP mentioned he’d love to have time to play with my tits and pussy again once more. Then he said he’d really love to have one more fuck. He probably won’t fuck anyone else again. Awwww. I felt sad for my little buddy. I was actually wearing jeans and a nice sweater blouse, all covered up. BP was squeezing a boob and I raised my sweater to let him feel the bare thing.
I told Denny we had plenty of time for one more goodbye fuck with our friend.
We went back into the room and we all got naked. We went back to the bedroom and I laid on the bed legs spread out like usual. BP did good. He worked on my tits saying how much he’s going to miss them. Of course I was flowing like a water faucet when BP slipped a finger in my pussy. I have no idea how long he fingered me. But he repeated that he was going to miss my pussy too.
He never gets any from his wife or anyone staying at the motel like he used to.
BP was making me sad! I was panting and squirming on the bed. I probably wasn’t that excited but I was trying to turn BP on and make his last fuck one he would remember too. I started yelling “fuck me BP, I need your big prick deep inside me, please fuck me, cum in my hot pussy.” You know, all of those kinky things that turns men on.
BP fucked me, again almost crying as he said he’s going to miss my hot pussy. Sadly BP didn’t last five minutes when he shot what seemed a much bigger load than he had before into my pussy. Immediately he started to get off of me. I held him down and told him to let it soak. I told BP to suck on my titties and play with them. Maybe he’ll get hard again. He tried. He actually gave me several more nice strokes before his penis slipped out dripping semen down my cheeks. From the time we went into the room until we walked back out less than an hour passed. Yet I made another fuck buddy happy and made memories I hope he remembers a long time. As we finally said our last goodbyes BP handed me the key to the suite and asked us to keep it to remember him.

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TWO LITTLE INDIANS

As we stood near our truck hugging BP couldn‘t seem to let go of my bare booby. He came up with another plan. We’d known about his Indian friend, Hassan, who owns another motel not far away and how Bipen tells Hassan about me and the things BP has done with me over the years. We also knew for years that Hassan wanted to meet me and play with my boobs. When Denny would coax BP he admitted Hassan also talked about fingering me. Like BP he rarely sees his own wife nude or gets to touch her. These small motel owners don’t seem to get away much. So Hassan never had time to come to BP’s motel when we were there. We think he was really just too shy. Denny often told me we should just stop by and see what this guy will do if we get a room with him while I‘m wearing my play clothes. We’d forget or didn’t seem to take the time.
----------------------------------------------------
So much to do. So little time.
We forgot what country those Indians are from. A place where a lot of rioting and murder has happened even now. They were glad to get out. They are proud to be Americans now. After all of these years we were finally teaching them the American way to enjoy sex.
BP said his friend Hassan would love to have a chance to at least play with an American pussy and boobies before we move away. BP promised he wouldn’t mention the fucking part to Hassan this weekend.
Denny told BP we’d driven by that motel several times to see what his friend looked like. We were actually trying to figure a way to get his friend to play with my boobs and pussy someday to tease BP. We even pretended to want a room and talked to him several years ago. He seems okay and he was polite. We even mentioned we stay with Bipen but that’s all.
Denny told BP that if it’s okay with me call your friend and have him come to our room before we leave. Tell Hassan this is his last chance ever.
I seemed to be in ornery horny moods all the long weekend. I told them this would be fun. I’d get to play with and fuck two little Indian men at once. BP questioned the fucking part. I said why not? I’ve been fucked so much this weekend one more can’t hurt. I remember asking BP how big of a cock his friend has. BP said he has no idea and looked bashful. Still feeling ornery I said “well ask him.”
BP got even. He went home and got his cell phone while we went back in the room to wait. As he returned, BP was already talking to his friend Hassan about coming to visit us. We figured Hassan knew he and BP were going to play with my tits and maybe my pussy. Hassan couldn’t be there until after 2PM or so. But he did promise he would be there. BP has to go to work at 3PM. An hour was plenty. We used to plan our fondling games for BP or Dale so they’d only get not much over two hours playtime.
Without warning BP handed me the phone. Hassan was very friendly but seemed shy. So was I then. I didn’t know what to say so asked him what plans BP made with him. Hassan said he was invited over to play with my breasts and my personal place. I asked “you mean my pussy?” “Yes, Bipen said we were going to take turns fingering it.” I asked if he explained we had done this for many years and this was the last time we’d be here because we are moving to another state?” Hassan replied “yes.” I asked if he knew my husband would be here watching but it’s okay with him. Again Hassan said ”yes.”
I told him okay as long as BP told you all of the rules. Hassan said “Bipen said no butt sex or putting my thing in your mouth. And we can’t have intercourse with you. We only get to play with your boobs and pussy.” I told Hassan it sounds like this will be a fun afternoon and mentioned we really needed more time than an hour.
I told him I need to know a few more things first. How big is your penis and when was the last time you had intercourse? The phone got silent. I repeated my questions. “It’s about 6” long and I can’t remember when my wife let me fuck her last”.
Good, I thought, he’s loosening up and talking like a normal pervert. I figured why not get right to it. I asked Hassan if he’d ever fucked a white American woman. He said he’s never had intercourse with any woman but his wife, and that was only a few times. So I asked Hassan if he’d like to fuck an older American white woman? He figured me out. He asked “you?” I said maybe. We’ll see after we meet and get to know you. I gave the phone back to BP, shaking. BP said Hassan will be here in a few minutes. A few minutes instead of another hour? I got to him!
Within 15 minutes a car with an older Indian man pulled up near our truck. We’d barely had time to get naked. Thank goodness Denny’s cock was shriveled and soft so wouldn’t scare or embarrass our newest friend. We’d even talked BP into stripping. Of course he was also already playing with my tits as his friend walked in the room. We sure shocked him but we didn’t have a lot of time to waste. After a quick introduction I led the way back to the bedroom where I took my position on the first bed all spread out and waiting. BP sort of led the way from there. He grabbed a tit and told his friend Hassan the other was for him. BP gradually worked a hand down my tummy and found my partially spread pussy. Showing off he spread it as wide as he could and told his friend to get down close and look in that wet pink hole. Denny and BP had to repeat everything at first. Hassan really was worried about this and shy. BP showed his friend how to properly finger fuck a lady and play with her boobs. Soon each took turns for a good 30 minutes total. Hassan seemed to be thanking us all the time he played.
Denny left it up to me what to do and how soon. We now had less than 1 ½ hours before BP had to be dressed and ready to leave for work. I figured 30 minutes for each to fuck me was about right so I started begging to be fucked. BP told Hassan that after 16 years or more I finally gave in to him to fuck. “Dollie loves a big prick in her so give it to her.”
BP said he wants to be last so he can remember getting the last fuck before we move away. Still Hassan was shy and worried about fucking me with Denny watching. BP climbed on and gave me a quickie. Most likely he wouldn’t have lasted much more. But did stop in time. Now Hassan figured it was okay so he took off all his clothes and fucked me maybe 10 or 15 minutes then shot a nice wet hot load in my pussy. His prick was smaller than BP’s but just as dark with the same Brillo Pad black kinky hair that tickled.
Hassan finished, thanked me, then BP climbed on before much semen ran out. Denny and I reminded BP this would be his last so make it good. We both yelled and told BP what I like, making him excited and ramming faster. BP did really well. We think this was BP’s longest fuck and biggest ejaculation. He really did make his last fuck a good one.
It was Denny’s turn. Of course BP had seen Denny’s penis when it was still almost 10” long. But 8” was still impressive and seemed to surprise Hassan. With my pussy prelubed from two Indian men Denny’s cock slipped right in. He said he could last longer but since BP had to go Denny played with my tits and nipples to help get himself off. In five minutes or so he seemed to fill my pussy full, ramming it to the bottom at just the right time. I was cumming again.
BP and Hassan grabbed their clothes, got dressed, and BP thanked us repeatedly then headed off to work in his car. Denny and I stood naked just inside the door as Hassan started to leave.

Dollie's Thanksgiving, Giving Thanks
 

Part Two, One Little Indian Left

Hassan was bragging about the great American fuck he got and how he’d love to do it again someday. Denny looked at me and asked Hassan what’s wrong with now? Hassan questioned Denny and we both told Hassan he could fuck me if he wanted to. Just don’t tell BP you were really last.
Hassan was grinning as he shut the door and took off his clothes again. I asked Hassan what room he wanted to fuck me in and how he wanted to do it. He seemed confused about the how part. I bent over the overstuffed arm of the sofa and told Hassan to just stick it in my pussy and fuck me dog fashioned. Seriously, Hassan, a 65+ year old man didn’t know what dog fashioned was but he soon found out. We had to tell him to reach around and grab my tits for leverage so he could ram his prick in harder. He soon loved it that way.
Hassan must have lasted a good 10 minutes before he shot a load maybe bigger than his first time. When he finished I took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom where I laid down and spread wide again. I remember saying “take me Hassan. Fuck me good.” He played with my boobs and then finger fucked me, surprised at all of the cum he’d squirted in me.
When I saw his little prick growing I squeezed it and began shaking it. His cum was leaking out all over the bed and my legs. I asked Hassan if his cock was clean. He said he’d just washed it before coming to the motel. Without another word I decided this old guy needs to experience the full American woman’s lovemaking. I sat up and put at least half of it in my mouth and sucked and chewed on it. Remember his cock is not circumcised and less than 6” long fully hard. It wasn’t over 4”-5” then. I wasn’t bad tasting at all. In a very short time Hassan had a firmer erection than I’d seen the last time he fucked me. I told him to fuck me again and make it last this time.
We have no idea how long Hassan fucked me that last time but it was after 4PM when his cell phone rang in his pants in the front room. He checked it and had to leave. We reminded him this was our little secret. Don’t tell Bipen.

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------------------------------FINALLY HEADING HOME MONDAY AFTERNOON.
I was proud of myself. Denny said we were getting an awful late start going home. We should just stay another night. After all, we had only paid $75 for three nights and Sunday was free. For all of the sex I gave BP and his friends we should get another night free, Denny said. I agreed but warned him I’d most likely get fucked again by BP. I also opened my mouth and told him we could go see Dale and give him another last fuck. It was like a pyramid game.
Denny called Dale right then. Dale didn’t answer. Denny called every now and then for the next hour as we went to eat a late lunch or early supper. It was after 6PM when Dale finally called us back. Denny told Dale we were still staying at the motel and could visit him Tuesday if he wanted us to. I could hear Dale all thrilled and asking if he was going to get to do what he did. We realized Peggy was home so Denny just said “you can do whatever you want”. Dale said he’d been at the nude beach most of Monday and was going back Tuesday. But we can come over for a few hours instead.
Denny said we were within ten miles of Al’s house getting ready to stop someplace to eat. Denny asked Dale what he thought of us just driving over this evening to visit Al and maybe let him fuck me. Dale whispered wait till Tuesday and he will be at Al’s. It’s actually safer. Denny told Dale to set it up and call us right back. By the time we stopped to eat Dale called telling us Tuesday anytime after 10AM was fine at Al’s house. Al would be alone this time. Denny reminded Dale that Al won’t be alone if he’s there. Then he laughed.
This long weekend of sex kept getting longer. I’m going to get fucked by Al and Dale several more times Tuesday. We could make our meeting with Dale a little later and let BP really be last at his place. We were sure Hassan would tell anyway.
Denny called Dale and told him we wouldn’t be at Al’s until at least 2PM Monday. He told Dale I could get a quickie with BP to pay for our last night at his motel and still get away by 1:30. Does that make me a wh*r*? We didn’t mention, Al had told us we can stay at his place anytime. And we have another biker friend not far away where we’ve stayed for bike events. We are welcome there anytime we ask and I don’t have to fuck. I just have to show my tits.

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MONDAY EVENING AND NOT GOING HOME
We’d finished eating and were so close to our new fuck buddy‘s house it was a shame not to see if he was home. It was Denny’s idea but I was ready for Al just for the fun of it. Sometimes men act differently when not around their friends. We wondered how Al would be having me all to himself. I didn’t count Denny. He’s going to sit like a nice boy and watch.
So with my begging, well a little, we drove over hoping Al was home. Denny said it was at least 7PM or later by then. The lights were on. I was dressed decent. So if anyone else was there I shouldn’t embarrass Al. Al seemed very pleased we stopped in asking if we would still be back Tuesday to let him and Dale mess around. I said it depends on what messing around meant.
Like the first time, we were invited to sit and have a soda, iced tea or coffee. We said we’d just eaten a short time ago but if he’s having something to drink we wouldn’t mind. Coffee was suggested and sounded good since we hadn’t had a coffee in awhile. I went to the kitchen with Al to help him. He thanked me for the wonderful day we’d had before and told me he hoped he would get to have intercourse with me again soon. I said “that’s what we’re here for.” I asked Al if he would like me to undress before we have our coffee so he can look at my old body and maybe get an erection. Al said he was already getting hard just thinking about it.
As we carried the coffee and some cookies into the living room I told Denny I’m going to take my clothes off and get comfortable in case him and Al want to fuck me. Denny just grinned and said something like okay. Danged he’s easy. I slipped off my jeans and blouse and sat next to Al on the sofa. His hand was instantly on my leg and slowly worked up to my crotch. I didn’t say a word. Just spread my legs enough to let him know it was okay. Al’s other arm went around my neck and his hand found my boob. I tried to sip my coffee but found it was impossible. Denny was across from us in an easy chair watching.
From time to time Al would remove his hand from my crotch and we’d both take a drink of our coffee. It seemed like each time he went back between my legs a finger got closer to my now wet pussy. I smiled and spread my legs even farther. Al knew why. A finger slipped in and he began slowly finger fucking me. He’d stop, take a drink of coffee, and put his finger back in. After a few drinks Al had two fingers in me pumping away fairly fast. I was getting good at this.
I forgot about my coffee and began moaning and making those panting sounds. Al asked me if I was ready. I just smiled. He laid a blanket on the small rug in front of the sofa and asked me to lay down and spread my legs. I smiled again and did it without speaking. Al was on his knees shoving his hard cock deep inside me in seconds. I didn’t realize I was so wet. All 8” slipped in very easy with no pain. Al quickly went from slow smooth strokes to ramming it hard and deep, almost pulling all the way out with each stroke. Yes, long stroking which drives me wild. I was flowing almost nonstop just waiting for Al to pump my pussy full. It felt like his cock was swelling then he’d stop and just hold it deep inside me. Al repeated this every few minutes and lasted nearly 30 minutes before he asked me if I was ready. Acting silly I asked “ ready for what?” Al said something like you’ll find out in a few seconds. I grinned and told Al I’m ready if he his. I can’t hold back either. I tried but think I had a massive orgasm just before he began squirting his load deep inside me. I could feel the heat and the gooey mess. I loved it.
Al had been up on his knees until then. He collapsed on my chest and we just lay there for maybe five minutes panting but not speaking. Denny asked if we were okay and I think we both mumbled that we were. Al asked Denny to go in the kitchen and get a roll of paper towel. We both cleaned up the best we could and each headed for a bathroom.
Al was out way before I was. When I got to the living room Al was repeatedly thanking Denny. Denny said he didn’t do anything, thank Dollie. Then Al thanked us both. We talked a little more about how I’d never let another man touch me that way until this summer. Al was still amazed I waited that many years and was more amazed we both love me getting fucked now. We thanked Al. I got dressed and told him we’d stop on the way home tomorrow around 2PM after we thank our motel friend and say our last goodbyes. Al grinned and said save some for me. Denny told Al I’d better save some for Dale too.
Denny drove down Main Street Daytona Beach for our last time. I think Denny had a tear in his eye. We didn’t even stop at the bars we used to go to where I flashed often. In fact we only had one beer the whole long weekend. We got back to the motel close to 10PM and went right to bed.

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TUESDAY. DEC 2ND.
We slept late. Wonder what BP thought when he got home from work late last night and we were still there? Good thing we still had the room key. BP seemed surprised when he walked over around 11AM Tuesday while we were finish loading our truck. We didn’t have more than a few bags and they were already in the back seat the day before so we only had some clothes and bathroom things to pick up.
He had to have gotten up early just so he wouldn’t miss us. We can’t remember him ever being out until after noon when he was working second shift at some factory. But BP sure was happy to see us. Of course, we figured he was going to want another fuck. I was doing my best trying to satisfy my special friends. But who knew my last fuck would go on and on.

It was chilly out but I was wearing tight jeans and a tiny size small shiny blue bikini top. It fit more like triangle shaped pasties. Way too small for public. But Denny loves to see side boob. Denny likes me wearing little or no top while traveling. I’d put my blouse in the front seat for later down the road.
The first thing BP asked was what happened with Hassan after he went to work. We told BP we couldn’t tell. He’d have to call Hassan and ask him. Right then and there he did. BP told Hassan we were still there. BP kept asking his friend about having sex with me after he went to work. Hassan must have squealed. Those are things men like to brag about. BP was holding the phone and telling me that now he needs to fuck me again to be last. I just smiled.
When BP got off the phone he asked me about sucking Hassan’s thing and letting him fuck me again. I just giggled and said if that’s what the man said I guess it happened. BP told me he wants a blow job thing too. I just told BP if his cock is clean and he gives me a good fuck maybe I will. BP excused himself. We found out he’d gone home to wash his penis.
By the time we got in our room and I undressed Hassan and BP were there. It still wasn’t Noon. Maybe 11:30AM. Denny seemed upset and told Hassan we hadn’t planned on him being there again. He said no one asked us. BP and Hassan apologized and said they just thought we’d enjoy having two Indians again before we leave.
Denny told BP he was sorry he got mad. He told BP he was just doing things we had told him our special friends do, invite their own friends without asking. Denny told them it was up to me what happens next. Of course by this time of the weekend I think my pussy was numb and two little Indians sounded like fun. I told them whoever wants to fuck take off your clothes and follow me because we don’t have a lot of time and have a lot to do. I sat down at the end of the first bed. Hassan, Bipen, and Denny were soon next to the bed naked with hard-on’s. Hassan and BP were soon each playing with a tit and rubbing a nipple. That always gets to me!
We wanted to be at Al’s by 2PM so we really did have at least two hours at the motel. Since Al’s house is at least 25 miles or more closer to home and past most traffic we could be home in two hours. I don’t really know. Denny tells me these things.
Bipen said he wanted to go first yet he wanted to get the last fuck. Denny told him he can first and last if he thinks he can handle it. I reminded BP he wanted a blow job. I motioned for him and Hassan to stand on each side of me. I grabbed their little nearly black hard cocks and peeled back two uncircumcised pricks. This was the only time I had three uncircumcised cocks at one time. I really don’t care either way but one with foreskin is more fun to chew on I found out. I used to chew on Denny’s a lot when we were younger.
They were both peeled back exposing almost black heads. I pulled the skin down and chewed on one then the other a few times. They loved it! Then I put only the head of each in my mouth and sucked the precum off, wiggling my tongue around a little. I lost track of who’s I had since I was looking down but they both seemed the same. This didn’t last over a minute or so when BP said he was going to cum. I can’t take that so stopped. I grabbed Denny’s and put just the head in and sucked on it for a very short time. I slid back on the bed, spread my legs, and just lay there waiting for one of them to fuck me.
Again I can’t remember which fucked me first or how many times they took turns. When they got tired and rested Denny fucked me. I could instantly feel the difference in his fatter and longer prick. Denny shot a wad bigger than both of the others together. But I enjoyed all three.
Finally we told them they better get their last fuck because we have to leave and this time will never return. I’m pretty sure Hassan fucked me then BP for his final….final….final…final fuck. We think each lasted a good 15 minutes that time before they shot a decent wad of cum in and all over me. Time flew. It was maybe 1:30 like we’d planned yet we had hoped to get out of there sooner. We did make it to Al’s house by 2PM to a worried and waiting Dale and Al. It was nice to be wanted, even if it’s for pussy.

I wanna read ALL your stories!!!!
 

And be in some someday too !!!

Okay as long as one or two members are reading them and hitting the like thing I will have Denny add more. Hope he gets them all in before too long. We got all the notes on his laptop and now in his folders. These are pretty much like it happened because we wrote notes most nights. I depended on him because I was too busy most times.
All I have to do is make him leave me and our female friends alone and post them. I'll swear that old man gets worse every year.
Ever since he discovered those magic pills he acts like a teen.
Since we are moving back to the midwest later you could end up making me write more stories. So practice because I expect a lot from my partners. I'm old. You have to do all the work while I lay there .
Believe it or not I never used to talk, write, or act like this.

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TUESDAY AFTERNOON Dec 2nd. Dale’s very last Dollie fuck….Really!

Because of a few good friends we will add the rest of my stories. Thanks.

Some ask to join us in our games. This is how and why these games keep going and going. Most of what happened over Thanksgiving was never supposed to happen.

No surprises or secret guests this time. Just Al and Dale waiting for my pussy. No it was no secret why any of us were there at Al’s house. At least no one had to act sneaky or worry about getting caught. We were all consenting adults having fun from Thanksgiving on Thursday thru Tuesday.
Since they knew we were wanting to get home before too late and it was over a two hour drive our plan was to leave by 4 or 5 PM at the latest. We’d gotten to Al’s house just before 2PM. More than enough time for each to give me a nice slow relaxing fuck. Actually more than enough time for two or more fucks each which we figured I‘d get. Denny had already decided I’d been fucked way too much so he was just going to be a perverted voyeur and coach.
Every day I was feeling great and seemed to have more and more energy. If only I could walk better and get my legs up farther and up longer. Still no one complained when they had to do 95% of the work. I guess my main job was to furnish the tits and pussy, and keep having climaxes to keep it lubricated. I was doing my job!
In case you don’t know back in October I was wheel chair bound for a few weeks then used a walker at least a month. Not sure why. But exercise therapy and sex seemed to help me at least walk slowly again. Really the more I fuck the better I’ve been feeling.
We skipped the coffee break and presex visitation. We even skipped most of the foreplay. After a small amount of tit fondling and pussy rubbing Al lead me into his bedroom carrying a large roll of soft paper towels. We used a lot of those over the weekend. Al was soon fucking normally as I lay flat on my back. I miss putting my legs up high and spread wide or up on Denny’s shoulders. Can’t do that anymore. After several stops and slowdowns to prevent cumming, Al ejaculated a large load as he held his cock as deeply in my pussy as he could. We figure he lasted a good 15 minutes. It felt great.
When being fucked by those men with 6” penis’ I forget how great 8” or more feels. But honestly, they all feel great. Remember Al, Denny, and Dale each have 8” when completely erect.
Again, I should have expected it. Dale had me turn over and get on my hands and knees again. He also lasted a good 15 minutes holding my boobs so he could pull himself into me as hard as he could. I’ll swear it made his 8” cock feel 12” long the way it hit bottom. I was screaming but begging for Dale not to stop. It was heaven when he unloaded while holding it deep inside me.
As Dale rolled over and wiped the cum off his cock Al asked me to remain on hands and knees. My legs were weak but I forced myself. Al also fucked me dog fashioned. It also felt like he had 12” as his cock penetrated and slammed into the same cavity where Dale had just shot a very large wad. Al could tell I was getting wobbly when I told him I had to lay down. He begged me to stay put just a few seconds longer. Al shot a load that equaled his first and maybe Dale’s. Denny said that was about a 10 minute fuck. My pussy couldn’t hold all of that jazz. Yes Denny was also keeping score.
I collapsed on the bed thanking Al. But Al wasn’t finished. He helped me roll over and fucked me again after taking a little break. I think he lasted way over 15 minutes before he shot yet another small load deep in me. I was panting and screaming, thanking Al over and over. It wasn’t over. As soon as Al rolled off and cleaned his penis with paper towel Dale climbed back on. Dale told us this would be his very last fuck so be ready for the best fuck I’ve ever had. It couldn’t be any better than the last fucks I got from them.
At least Dale let me lay flat on my back. Well after sticking a large pillow under my butt to raise my pussy up. I got light headed as Dale fucked me that time. It wasn’t just from him. So much fucking and so much jazz all at once was more than I could handle. Dale fucked and fucked. Denny and Al said they believe Dale fucked for over 30 minutes that time without slowing often or cumming. We figured Dale was out of semen. But he ended by ramming my pussy with short hard strokes as he made wild sounds and panted. I was matching his screams and groans as I had orgasm after orgasm. I felt Dale’s cock swell and begin to throb. I raised up the best I could to meet his final thrusts. I’m pretty sure we came together with a gob of hot sperm and pussy juice mingling deep inside me. “Yes Dale“, I screamed, “it was your best fuck. Don‘t stop, I begged”. Dale fell on my boobs exhausted. I couldn’t have taken much more anyway.
I grabbed some paper towels, held it between my legs, and headed for the nearby bathroom. As I sat on the toilet it felt like jazz was running out forever. I finally took a quick bath. Someone had brought my jeans and tiny bikini top to me. Everyone dressed, we hugged, said goodbye. We made it. It was only 4:30PM
They loved my itty bitty bikini top. Al said it made my tits look even bigger wearing it. He just had to feel them once more. I guess this was another of those times I was dressed to play!

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PIZZA AGAIN
Or pizza and pussy.


That’s when Al got another idea. They all seemed to be doing anything they could think of to keep me there. Al said it’s only 4:30 and we will have to stop somewhere to eat before we get home. Why not call his favorite pizza boy and have one last pizza party? Denny does the driving so it was up to him. He also was afraid the pizza kid would want to fuck me again so said no thanks.
I was so tired and fucked out I could hardly stand up. But like a fool I said it’s okay with me but I have a few rules of my own. I said we’ll stay if the same 25 year old brings our pizza and fucks me. But he has to last a lot longer than a few minutes. I added, then I guess Dale will have to give me another quickie to still be last.
Al made a point. “Yea but it’s my house and I’m buying the pizza. I think I should get another fuck too.” My last rule was “it sounds fair. But we all get naked right now and you too play with me to keep me hot. The pizza kid has to at least take off his pants and underwear. His zipper hurt. He can take all the time he wants but has to guarantee me over 10 minutes this time.
Then Al and Dale get a quickie. I will just lay on the rug right here in the living room and you will each get five minutes at the most. Then we have to go.” I was getting pretty good at this bossing others for sex. That’s part of the advantage of owning the pussy! Al and Dale understood. Denny gave in and said okay.
Al called the pizza place and asked for the same kid. Apparently he is a manager or runs the place. Al explained everything including spending more time fucking the old woman. We could hear Al giving the kid hints. Jack off and cum on your way over so you wont fuck up and cum in her too quick. Al said he’ll be here in 30 minutes.
Okay 30 minutes to get finger fucked and my titties fondled by those two perverts before the kid comes over to fuck me. Hope I get rested up by then. I told them maybe they should leave my pussy alone so it can relax and rest a little. We don’t want it too wet for this kid. Fine, they’d both play with my tits. Once again we all got naked and sat in the living room waiting for pizza………. And my latest fuck. I did play with Al and Dale’s cocks a little when the shoved them almost in my face. The things I had to do Thanksgiving weekend just to satisfy my man.
Our pizza boy was ready for me this time. He brought one large deluxe pizza and two large bottles of soda. And he had changed into a T-shirt and a pair of fairly short shorts. He said he is done for the evening and could stay as long as we wanted him. Denny quickly explained that we are supposed to be headed across the state home but only stayed to see what he has to offer.
Pizza Paul we’ll call him, put the pizza and sodas on the dining room table. Al had turned the oven on low and set it to a warming temperature. Our pizza and my pussy would remain hot. He put the sodas in the fridge. We were all set to play.
After staring at three 8” hard pricks he shyly removed his T-shirt and shorts. Paul wasn’t wearing any underwear. His 6” prick appeared ready and willing sticking up toward his belly. I told him it looked cute and don’t worry about the size. “I’m sure you know how to make a woman feel good and that’s all that counts.”
I’ll swear he said “Yes ma’am.“ I reached out and grabbed his cock, pulling it straight out, and gently squeezed then stroked it. I used it as a handle to lead him into the bedroom. Ooops I’d forgot our plan of laying on the living room rug. Well the bed is more comfortable anyway. But a floor makes a great firm place to get a cock rammed in a woman. Sometimes we women don’t know which way to choose. A bed gives a man something to bounce on and a floor makes a firm place to bang a pussy and pubic area hard. I was needing the softer fuck this time.
I asked Pizza Paul if he wanted me doggie fashioned or flat on my back. He surprised me. “Both,” he said. “Let’s start out dog fashioned and after I fill your pussy up with jazz you can roll over.” It was like a different kid. He held onto my tits and rammed that little prick in and out fast and steady. I was sure he wouldn’t last a few minutes that way. His hands were small so he mostly held the ends of my boobs, pulling and hurting them. But I couldn’t say anything because he was using them for leverage and he was doing a good job fucking. More than 15 minutes and he was still pounding away!
I asked Paul how he was able to go so long this time. He hesitated then said Al told him to jack off on the way over and cum as much as he could. Paul said he came twice, once while parked out front. I told him it was working because he was doing great. Paul told me that if he ever cums he wants to fuck me some more on my back so he can watch my titties bounce. I asked Paul if he likes boobs and he said mine are the nicest he’s ever seen up close. That made me cum again!
Of course the other guys were coaching Paul and telling him he should go faster. If he went any faster my pussy would have burned. When Paul finally screamed he was going to cum Al said Paul had gone at least 20 minutes or more. It was soon over and Paul just fell at my side as I rolled on my back.
Paul said he was worn out. Since Dale wanted to be last…….. again, it was Denny or Al next. Denny had already told me he wasn’t going to fuck me this afternoon. So after a little discussion it was Al who was next. Al said he wasn’t going to let no kid out fuck him. He started out fast and slowed down to a nice stead pace, stopping now and then to keep from shooting. Al did good. But he didn’t make it 20 minutes like young Paul. Still 15 minutes for a man in his late 60’s is great. Once again Al filled my pussy with his hot jazz as he shoved his long dong as deep as he could.
Counting the time before Al fucked me over 20 minutes had passed. Paul was ready to give me his final fuck. This time Paul played with my boobs and sucked my nipples before sliding up to fuck me. My already wet pussy was boiling over. I could feel my juices and their semen running down my butt crack and between my inner legs. Paul fucked me and played with my boobs at the same time for probably 30 minutes. At least that’s what the others said.
To me time stood still. This was the best fuck I ever got by a younger person. And as a bonus these young kids seem to have an endless amount of semen and a permanent erection. Again Paul pumped a nice stream of hot jazz into my boiling pussy. As he got off me I told him and Denny I want to take him home and keep him.
My pussy was overflowing. There wasn’t room for any more jazz. But I was about to get another gallon. Okay I’m exaggerating. As soon as young Paul rolled off old Dale climbed on and in me. Dale fucked and fucked. Somehow he lasted a good 15 minutes too before emptying an unbelievable load of hot juices deep in my already over flowing pussy. Never in my life have I had so much semen in me as I did that weekend and most likely never again. I couldn’t believe how much I was loving lots of hot wet jazz in my pussy. I didn’t want to wash it out but I had too. Years ago I’d fall asleep fresh fucked with a filled pussy.
I cleaned my pussy and between my legs the best I could, thanked Pizza Paul as he left, then took a quick bath after draining forever into the toilet again. I still had to put paper towels between my legs when I dressed.
We had pizza and soda, Al and Dale bragged again how my boobs looked wearing that tiny bikini top. As we thanked each other at the door both Al and Dale couldn’t leave my tits alone. I told them that they’d better quit or this could lead to another fuck! Both said that didn’t sound like a bad idea.

We finally left by around 7:30PM. My legs were so wobbly and weak Denny had to help me to the truck. We’d left our two fuck buddy friends inside the house. But they walked out to the truck on my side. They both reached over to feel and rub my bikini top covered titties. Both repeated they were sure going to miss my tits. As Denny put the truck in reverse, Dale was smiling and said he finally got the last fuck. He told us to keep in touch and he’d never forget this weekend. Al said much the same. We sure won’t forget, even with this darned Dementia I have.

Side boob and jeans seems to attract horny men.

Dollie's Thanksgiving, Giving Thanks
 

LAST STOP AHEAD

I know it sounds like I’m bragging. I’m not. We’ve noticed three things lately. Men go wild seeing a female wearing tight jeans and a bikini top. Especially at places other than a beach. The older the woman and the larger her boobs, the more men openly react.

Number two, men seem to go crazy over side boob. The bigger the boobs the sillier they get. No wonder it’s illegal now.

Number three, the older I get the more men seem to be attracted to me for what I wear. We figure that’s because few older women have firm boobs or dress anything like I do. So right now it pays to be old and sexy. Sorry, I bragged. I’m only going by what happens to me.

I thank the 10,000 men playing with them for my firm boobs. What else kept them nice, especially after having them cut down from my Brown Recluse spider bite? Yes they were at least 1/3rd larger before. That’s also why we loved showing them off. We rarely saw large boobs in the Midwest, especially on a skinny 110# girl. Now I’m bigger and they are smaller.

I also thank my husband for joining a porn site and having me watch. It changed my life.


Side boob is like a magnet to voyeurs. I love showing side boob.

Dollie's Thanksgiving, Giving Thanks
 

This brings us to this last Thanksgiving weekend story. TRUCKERS AND TITTIES


Denny thinks he has written other stories before about truckers and titties. It’s not just truckers. Almost all men are tit crazy and I love it. Without them and my tits we’d never played these games and had such an unusual life together. We’ve often wondered what women without boobs and those who don’t show them do for fun and excitement. Mine are nothing special. I just use them the way men like me to. It sure beats going to a woman’s club or knitting.

Now I’ll tell about those truckers and my titties.
We stopped in the same area on the way home as we usually do for gas. Denny always stops at larger truck stops and tries to pull in one on the side of the highway we are on. This one has an Arby’s and large separate truckers area where the bathrooms are. The truckers park out back and use the rear door to the trucker lounge, restrooms, and small store. The semi parking area and car area out front were full. It’s one of those places that is lit like it’s daylight.
As usual, I had to pee and drain some more cum from my pussy. I went in to prepay and use the bathroom while Denny filled the tank. Since I was wearing my tight jeans with the side leg cutouts and the pockets removed a lot of skin showed. But after awhile I forgot and the jeans make me feel covered. I’d even forgotten I was wearing that way too small sized bikini top. Denny didn’t say anything. Maybe he forgot too.

(Remember we didn‘t get any pictures this weekend. The pictures here are from events over the years)
Yes I've always dressed this way and wilder in public.

Denny had cut the front pockets out of the jeans years ago but left the upper flaps so I could adjust them up or down if I wanted to cover my hip or belly area. Those flaps were rolled up and I had forgot. This lets people know I wasn’t wearing panties. For some reason this was kinky to us and apparently most who saw me that way. I wore those jeans a lot over Thanksgiving weekend and love them. I have two pair and also wore them a lot at bike events.
I got in line to prepay then went to the other section to use the bathroom. There were truckers standing around everywhere, including right next to both bathroom doors. I had to say excuse me several times just to get in the ladies bathroom. I was squeezing past some of those guys. I think my boobs rubbed them. At least once or twice I felt a hand slip over my side boob. Some women would scream and panic. I smiled. Of course many men yelled and whistled, telling me I looked hot and things like that.
I peed and when I came back out there seemed to be even more truckers standing around staring. One told me he’s going to NY and I should ride with him to keep him warm. I giggled and told him my boobies would get cold in NY. He said he’d keep them warm.
Another told me he wanted me to ride to Arizona with him. I said at least that would warm me up. He said something like he would keep me warm all the way out there.
I got so many offers for rides I could only remember these. Truckers were telling me they loved my bikini top and would love to take it off. I got lots of comments and propositions. Of course, I was loving all of this attention.
Oh OH! Denny came walking in asking me if I heard the PA saying for “the owner of the red truck at pump #6 should get their change and move away from the pumps? “ I told him I was sorry and several truckers said it was their fault for getting the little woman so hot and bothered. Denny grinned and said she’s always hot and bothered.
I got our change and we walked hand in hand to our truck, as I got more whistles and comments about my nice titties. No I am not bragging. That’s just the way it was!

Here’s the jeans and small bikini top again I wore on the way home and at the fuel stop. Nothing special.

Dollie's Thanksgiving, Giving Thanks THE END
 

More useless stuff.
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We went 150 miles or so to surprise our two best special friends. We spent a very long wild weekend making a lot of new fuck buddies. Sadly Denny didn’t get to look at many street rods or car parts. But I believe I kept him happy. Our surprise weekend was one I will never forget. Hopefully Dale, BP, and their friends will remember it too. It was a Thanksgiving weekend to be thankful for!

On the way home and several times since we’ve talked about one more trip over to Daytona to visit our special friends…………. Not just Dale and BP but all of the rest including Hassan and Al. I told Denny it sounds like a good idea but let‘s keep it to those few.

We couldn’t believe old Caddy Man had given us his card with his name, address, and phone number after he paid to play with my boobs. So on one of our rides to visit Dale we drove past Caddy Man’s house clear across town. Dale lives maybe 10 miles at least just from the coast and the nude beach could be 20 miles from him.
Caddy man lives in an upscale area very close to the ocean. Denny says those houses look like they are in the million dollar range.
We thought $100 was a lot to pay to play with a woman’s boobs. But Denny said that’s like a few cents to us. He also said if something happens to him I need to find someone like Caddy man or his friend with money. Years ago another rich man made me an offer to move in with him. I’ve always been happy and I’m already rich.

Something happened to our truck. Water is coming out the exhaust and our son is tearing it down. Denny said this don’t sound good. :confused::mad:



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THANKS
 

Many thanks to my few friends for reading my stories. It wasn't easy writting these but sure was fun doing the things that happened. We are amazed how so many games just happened when visiting those first two old friends.
Yes, BP and Dale were surprised and my husband was surprised I kept playing more when the chances kept coming up. At my age and because we will soon move I forced myself to do things I would never have done. But I am so happy I did.
If it wasn't for OCC and some other stories of older women starved for cock I woldn't have been so brave. We noticed after our weekend at least one much younger couple had a similar experience. We'd never do this with a neighbor. It's bad enough we started inviting men from nearby towns over. Again that's only because we will soon move away.

Apparently many women get addicted to other men and can't get enough. We feel that I am finally in control and have slowed down to a more normal pace.
There is a chance we may go back for one more last final fuck. I want to try a few of those 18 year olds before I die. The last time I got fucked by an 18 year old was in my teens. It's a lot different as an old lady.

And maybe to show my appreciation to you few who THANKED me I can somehow repay you. We never know where we will be as we wander around.

Again thanks.