Training Dollie #4---------MARY’S DOLLIE TRAINING
--- Maybe you haven’t read about Mary, my younger brother’s girlfriend. I’ll begin this story before I married Dollie. Brother Ivan had already been bangin Mary over two years. Everyone expected them to someday marry. Little Mary was another skinny horny teenager. But Mary had nice titties. Oddly, she never exposed them much, except when wearing a bikini or naked. Both happened frequently.
----About this time Ivan had another girlfriend he was often shackin up with and screwing regularly too. Kay was a stocky built gal with big tits. Still not fat, but filled out. Over twice the size as Mary. Back in the good ole days very few people were actually obese. My how times changed! Remember, no fast food, or much junk food. And kids actually had PE and walked places, like to school.
- ---It was Mary who became Dollie’s friend when she started High School in town. It was Mary who fixed me up with many blind, and not so blind dates. Being a small town, I pretty much knew most kids, even if only by sight. I’d seen that skinny little gal Dollie around school wearing sloppy clothes that hid her figure. Nothing I was interested in!
----Seems Dollie cut my picture out of the front page of the local newspaper after I was featured with my two foot tall homemade puppet. Yea, I was in Drama class and this was my project. Since I was shy I figured I’d let my dummy do the talkin. Little Dollie had a crush on me and I didn’t even know her.
----Mary was still fixin me up with dates. Some I went on. Some I didn’t. I liked girls. I was fascinated by boobs at a very early age. But I had boy friends….. No, not that kind!
We went roller skating, to stock car races, drag races, fishin, hunting, and mostly messed with our cars. I was also taking accordion and steel guitar lessons. I had no time for stinkin girls. Yes, I often thought about my younger brother already fuckin two girls regularly. Okay, nuff of this crap. It’s about Mary’s influence on Dollie and I.
----Mary wore mostly high topped sweaters or clingy satin type blouses. She didn’t need a bra. Remember, teenagers often have perky pointed titties. Mary’s were quite large for her tiny body. It’s still not about Mary’s boobs. For some reason, back in the mini skirt era, many girls I knew didn’t wear panties. Perhaps I only knew those bad girls…or was lucky!
---Another little factoid: Dollie and all the other little girls I knew well had “hairless” pussys. Mary had long black hair--------- on her head and on her pubic area. ----Mary was also fair-skinned. Almost white like Morticia on the Adams family. Mary wore mostly mini skirts, often micro mini skirts. Most of Mary’s mini's were full, or wide at the bottom, compared to the straight tight skirts Dollie wore. Mary loved showing her pussy anyplace and everyplace she went. I believe she got a thrill out of people staring at that big black muff! It stood out like a spotlight!
----I’m thinking on the same corner downtown where Charlotte caused the accident, Mary’s tiny skirt blew up above her ass. I was behind her so didn’t see her black hair covered c*nt. But it was obvious that many other people did. No wrecks this time. But lots of whistles and yelling goin on. This one time stood out. But these shows happened regularly with Mary.
----Mary would sit and spread her legs when other boys were lookin up her skirt. She loved getting in or out of cars, especially small sporty cars. She’d bend over, giving beaver shots from behind. Mary would look for opportunities to stand above people, on walls, ladders, stairs, escalators, etc. At this time in our lives Dollie thought this was just too nasty for any girl to do. Yep fantasy ideas I borrowed and used later with Dollie. Of course, Dollie was hairless. Which didn’t seem to matter to those getting a pussy flashed, we soon learned.
----I have to thank Mary for something else. I believe it was her that convinced Dollie that intercourse could be painless and fun. Mary was the type of girl who loved to brag about fucking. You remember the type. Everyone who knew her, and many who didn’t, were kept up on the latest fucking her and my brother had. Other school girls told their own sex stories. So by this time in little Dollie’s life she was considering this fucking thing could be fun. I just happened to show up at the right time!
---After all these years I still wonder-------------who fucked who? Who trained who? ----I still don’t miss playin the accordion!
------For those who like nasty kinky detailed sex stories, stay tuned for more of MARY.
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