[ModelT-MsDollie]

OUR BOOBY PHOTO GAMES DEVELOPED
I had been looking at girlie magazines and watching TV more. Seeing semi clad pretty girls turned me on even more since I had actually been seeing and fondling a girl. I began buying Dollie mini skirts, low blouses, halter tops, and even a few bikinis. The catch was, she had to wait until her daddy was gone to work to wear them. And be sure he was in bed when she got home.
Found out her mother was a wild and sexy thing herself. She liked seeing Dollie all dressed up like a model. You won’t believe the stories about mommy and the rest of Dollie’s family. They could fill a closet.
After seeing how boys, and men, loved seeing Dollie dressed that way we both wanted her to wear even more revealing clothing. I’d cut and reshape clothes and Dollie would sew them up. I’d coax her to adjust tops and skirts to expose more of her boobs and butt. I began adjusting her straps so a tit would accidentally slip out as she walked, bent, or moved about. This embarrassed Dollie at first and made me jealous. But the attention and compliments soon got her to agree more and more to wear less, show more.
----This designing clothes was as new to me as it was to Dollie. Most of the time I was really testing her to see how much she would actually show. I was experimenting and Dollie was a good student. I immediately got sneaky and wild. When I cut a blouse or skirt, readjusted a strap or lowered buttons, she’d try the items on. Dollie didn’t realize I was then folding hems and lengthening straps to reveal even more than when she tried the clothing on. Often she noticed after wearing something. I’d convince her that it was the way she wanted it. She would wear it with my encouragement. Our games had begun, even though we didn’t know it. They continued for our first year dating. A boob would slip out, or her bare cheeks would show, while out walking along a river or in a park. Still, it wasn’t really a game. I didn’t have a camera and we were just having fun.
---After we married, we began camping weekends. I wanted a camera to take souvenir pictures of scenic things and places where we camped. But what really created our sexy picture games were proving to my brother, his girlfriend, and a few other friends that Dollie really did dress like they sometimes saw her in revealing clothing. They just didn’t believe she’d dress like that in public or I’d let her do it! I began having her stand near statues, signs, historic buildings, and anything that proved we were in public places. Still no bare titties.
---Our tit showing got more advanced. Dollie bent over a water fountain to get a drink. A boob slipped out and I got a picture of it. At this same time, a few other young people saw what happened. The looks on their faces and comments turned us on. We repeated this several other times, waiting for a stranger to appear at just the right time. Each time I took a few pictures with my little 110 film camera.
Had trouble getting photo labs to develop the color film. So began using black and white. It was after that first real accident with Dollie’s tit slipping out for a picture that showing boobs for pictures became our hobby. This was the real beginning of our life-long infatuation for tittie pictures and our 50+ years playing booby games.
Again those same friends couldn’t believe Dollie would show her boobs in public. We’d give them proof! But, even then, our first public tittie pictures may have been in public, but no one saw Dollie’s tits. We’d take our pictures when and where no one was around. When our friends began wondering why other people weren’t in the pictures, we got even sneakier. I positioned Dollie so strangers were in the background.
Still we often talked about how kinky it was actually getting caught taking tittie pictures or just having them exposed. Soon we were actually planning and playing our first real booby games. Dollie got pissed because I’d plan a “getting caught” tittie game and we’d waste a lot of time ’getting caught’ at the right time for a few pictures. So we both agreed we’d just let her dress wild and show her stuff whenever we decided to. If someone was near, we’d have a photo shoot by signs or other things to get us caught accidentally. This ended up being much more fun. By the time that first summer was over we had many rolls of undeveloped film and nowhere to take it. Where do we take those tittie films for developing?
My dad and his friend both were doing photos for years with black and white film only. I asked about learning. Bought an old film enlarger machine and all of the supplies and dad and his buddy taught me how to make my own black and white pictures. Of course, we only supplied decent scenic film rolls for this learning process. Then, I set up my own dark room and developed our booby pictures. I did this for years with black and white photos. But I was also using colored film and scenery of any kind looks much better in color. Again no place to have them developed.
In time I was taking booby pictures with strangers near. Some saw what we were doing, some didn’t. Each time people watched they seemed to enjoy watching, many making nice comments and encouragement. Eventually we’d talk strangers into standing next to Dollie as I took topless pictures of her. This became so much fun, half of our souvenir pictures were with other people…mostly men.
Years passed and we were getting used to these booby photo shoots, with and without strangers watching or posing beside Dollie. Back then the first cheap Polaroid cameras were out. We had several of those. But film packs held only ten photos and usually one or two didn’t come out. This was expensive and awkward to handle while hiking. It wasn’t practical to carry more than a few extra film packs on trails or at the beach. Often strangers would not pose with Dollie because we were using public photo studios for developing. By using the Polaroid cameras hardly anyone refused.
One year we discovered a nude beach area in a State Park we’d gone to for many years. We’d walked naked past this dunes area many times in the past, and during this recent two week vacation. Always had a feeling we were being watched. But never realized that just beyond those small sand hills were hollowed out “blow-outs” where nudists spent afternoons in reasonable privacy. Most were locals and had an understanding that each had his or her own place. Rarely were there more than one or two people in each blow-out hole. A few couples. But mostly one or two nude men sunbathing and reading. We only found this out when a couple of guys stood up to watch Dollie and I walking naked along the beach.
The waves of Lake Michigan are sometimes strong and large. A sand bank about four feet high was formed beyond the beach at the tree and shrub line. This is where we often sunbathed so we could put our cooler and food in a small shaded area beneath a bush or small tree. Beyond this were the small natural sand dunes. We often walked along a few trails near the southern park border, near a small short river so knew the dunes were there. Had no idea this area was a well known illegal nude beach. Illegal but known by park rangers and county police. There was an agreement that the nudists would police themselves and no one was to expose himself to children or families. Since most were locals, they did a good job.
We didn’t cover up but we felt creepy as we hurried on along the edge of Lake Michigan the roughly 1/2 mile area of dunes where most of those cupped out sand holes contained male nudists. Reminded us of ground hogs raising up to take a look at us, then disappearing behind the small dune.
Somehow word of mouth circulated and many more had to take a peek as we walked by. Probably happened for years and we had no idea. Found out the few female nudists or couples remained on the beach in other secluded or little used areas. Very few women were seen by us in those blow-outs. Most that we saw anyplace put on swimsuits or covered with towels as anyone came near, including us. Likewise we always did the same when approaching others on the secluded sections of beach. Yes, Dollie often remained topless.
I’ve always been kinky and in for daring Dollie to do things. We spent several hours well beyond the State Park southern border swimming and sunbathing alone. I often mentioned it would be cool to get pictures of Dollie naked next to a few of those nude men. The more we talked about this the more she thought it was a great idea too. Me fondling her boobs and fucking her in the sand may have had something to doing with her being hot and ready to pose with naked strangers!
We went back to our RV, not stopping to see if anyone was still behind those small sand dunes. We talked more about this and made plans to go back the next morning. Dollie agreed that if some of those young nudists were there she’d pose with them. But would not take off her bottom. At this time no other man touched grown up Dollie’s tits or saw her totally naked. I really never expected her to take it all off.
Since she sometimes got pissed at me for forcing her to do kinky things, I told Dollie that it would be her who walked up and asked the men to pose with her topless. Without hesitation, Dollie agreed. Yet, we were not actually there face to face yet! Next morning Dollie put on her tiniest string bikini. The red and white candy striped one I’d bought through Frederic’s-of-Hollywood in 1957. Couldn’t buy clothes like that in Peoria, Illinois. She still wears the top to this day! Can’t find the bottom.
As soon as we got away from the area where swimmers and sunbathers were, we both undressed. I removed my tiny bikini bottom. Dollie removed her tiny top. I put them both in the small bag we carried with a few sodas and snacks. I was amazed that Dollie still was willing to do this…and do the asking. She’d already been posing topless with strangers for years. But not naked strangers!
We wandered around the tops of the first sand dunes till we saw a young man, naked as a Jay bird, sunbathing. He was about our age, mid-twenties. This was gonna be awkward. But soon after Dollie explained what we wanted he said yes, only if I used the Polaroid camera. See, I expected that. Of course I lied. I explained that we’ve been doing this for years. I told him we take tittie pictures of Dollie with strangers and trade them with other boob game friends who do the same. This seemed to convince our young friend that it may be fun. He was already getting his eyes full staring at Dollie’s boobs.
Our new partner got an immediate erection as Dollie walked up next to him. I always had one when nude in public. As he stood next to Dollie he tried to hide his face behind her and rub his hard cock on Dollie’s bare ass cheeks at the same time. This is where Dollie shocked me… and our photo partner. As he moved about trying to keep his face from view and attempting to not look too awkward, he asked us “ where should I put my hands?” Dollie, without hesitation said “anyplace you’d like!” Yea right!!!!!!
Our first ever naked booby picture partner reached around Dollie and held both tits as I tried to take a few Polaroid pictures. I couldn’t hold the camera still! As I steadied myself, waiting for a few clouds to pass, he worked her nipples and fondled Dollie’s titties. They were both loving this, by the giggles and smiles. I was loving it too.
---But I could not hold that damned camera still enough to take pictures. After I ruined a few Polaroid photos, I suggested using my 110 camera. I assured our partner that we had a special friend who does all of our film developing and no one else would see the pictures except our other booby friends.
All of this time our tittie friend was working Dollie’s titties nonstop. He spent a lot of time pulling, rubbing, and pinching her erect nipples. Speaking of erect, he was also rubbing his hard cock all over Dollie’s bare cheeks. Our first tit holding partner and what a time we had. Seems like we spent an hour or more with that first partner.
After I finally was able to steady the film camera fairly well, I couldn’t help but see how much fun Dollie was having. I love making her happy. So I would make excuses to make our photo shoots last longer. I’d pretend to focus the camera, wait for clouds to pass, have them move slightly into other positions, even have our partner move his hands for supposedly better photos.
We made so much noise that other naked men, from farther away, had been standing over the blow-out hole watching. This made getting them each to pose for more hands-on photos easy. After that, we just wandered down through the sand dunes, asking other naked men to pose with Dollie for pictures. Not all held her boobs. Not all would pose. But very few said no if I agreed to use the Polaroid camera.
These other photo shoots were done much faster so we could get as many nudists as we could that day. To this day, we can’t remember how many guys held Dollie’s titties for pictures on that first booby photo shoot day. Only a few fondled them. Most simply held her tits while I took photos. Everyone was very polite and thanked us.
We went back to the dunes nearly every afternoon for most of our two week vacation. Only a few times did we take more pictures with any of the same men. I lied again. Told them that the film didn’t come out and we needed a retake.
Yes, the first young man was one of those retakes. He was just as gentle and playful as the first time. In fact, he told us about his wife, family, and why he comes there to sunbath. It was from those booby posing nudists that we found out more about the nude beach and why it was safe.
Since I knew Dollie loved playing with my cock I was surprised she never touched any of those bare pricks beside and rubbing her ass or hips. I told her it was okay with me and encouraged her to hold them and masturbate any she wanted to. Her excuses were she was afraid it may lead to other things. She was probably right.
From that very first time of getting pictures with strangers fondling Dollie’s titties, to the present, we’ve never had a bad experience. Only once did we do something really stupid. I will tell about the two Black gay men near that river at the end of the dunes, at a later time. We were stupid for doing that game. But another happy ending.
Yes, our first tittie partners would pose with Dollie if I used the Polaroid camera, but not a film camera. So I carried both. After that first day of nudist photo shoots, I got used to having others fondle Dollie’s titties as I took pictures. To this day, I still often get nervous and shake the camera. For many years it was the 110 film camera, or a 35mm camera, for regular photos. Still, when I ran out of Polaroid film many times, young men gladly posed when I used a film camera. It was stand holding Dollie’s titties while I took some pictures or we’ll find someone who will! At that time we really had no idea what we’d do to get them developed. But having undeveloped tittie film was better than no film at all, I figured.
We had tried taking our booby film along with regular vacation films for developing. We were using Drug Stores where they did their own film developing or sent it to large studios. Some of Dollie’s female friends would develop anything. But occasionally someone else working there saw what they called indecent pictures and either deleted the tit pictures or made them come out black. Same with sending the film out. This would not do. We were missing a lot of pictures this way.
Dollie had also been taking regular color film to a small film studio for developing for years. She accidentally took a few rolls with her tittie pictures to the studio. The young man working with his father, the owner, developed and printed those pictures with Dollie’s bare boobs. He loved them and agreed to do all of our tittie pictures secretly half price. This worked out great for years. Pictures began including other people in the background, then men standing next to Dollie, and finally those men holding her boobs.
Of course, this turned-on the young photo lab guy and he offered to pose with Dollie too. He began asking her to have me take even more daring pictures. He’d mentioned porn. She was already wearing very short skirts, hot pants, and bikini bottoms in some of our vacation pictures and tittie pictures. Never took any totally nude photos but we were feeling more at ease having this young man developing our booby photos. So at least we had someplace to go.
Then we read a local newspaper story about our photo lab. Seems the young man was selling sexy girlie pictures to dirty magazines. Other women found out and reported him. Two cop friends stopped at our house and showed us some magazines with pictures of Dollie, photos, and film of ours they had picked up when they raided the studio. The film lab was closed down and our photo friend went to jail. Now most of the cops in town knew Dollie by name.
By luck colored Polaroid cameras and film were now out, as well as those very large video cameras. And Dollie finally found a local film studio where a few girlfriends worked. They now developed all of our colored film rolls. With the new system they didn’t even have to look at the pictures or film. Normally they only spot checked now and then to make sure the pictures came out. Sometimes the girls did check ours because they knew what we were photographing. Whatever came out we gladly paid for.
None of these problems exist today with digital cameras and compact movie cameras.
Now anyone can make pornographic photos or porn movies….and they do! All we wanted were booby pictures...