[ModelT-MsDollie]

These first stories are what I planned to add. But as memories returned and I got braver, I wrote a few stories that shouldn't be told. Each seems a little more detailed and just a little nastier. Please don't tell MOM!


Story #2 BOOB BOUNCIN BARBARA
--- Probably a Saturday morning in July. Company vacation shutdown and we were in the dunes of lower Lake Michigan camping on vacation. Early 60’s with an old Army style wall tent and just the basics to keep dry and covered. Maybe 8'X10'. A cheap air mattress, our Coleman lantern, and a couple of ice chests for basic foods. Had one of our favorite campsites right next to a tall sand dune so we could eat a quick breakfast, take a bag with lunch and a few sodas, then head over the dunes to the beach to spend the day skinny dippin, sunbathing, and playin skin games.
----I’ll skip the usual tittie watchin as we crossed the sand dune to the lakeshore. I soon had my penis hangin out the top of my rolled up tiny bikini. Dollie’s bottom much the same and she was topless. Her top would have been in the small canvas food bag I was carrying.
-----We’d met an occasional jogger, sunbather, and hiker, some passing us and coming from the other direction. There she was, big boob bouncing Barbara. Jogging toward us from quit a distance away. But there was no doubt she was topless. Those very large dark brown boobies bouncing up and down, nearly smacking her in the face.
---Being in my mid-twenties, I seemed to have a perpetual erection. Seeing Dollie and other gals topless and nearly naked didn’t help matters. Watching bouncing Barbara jogging, then walking, toward me was the ultimate tittie show. I not only had a full erection, balls and all exposed above my bikini, it was soon aiming skyward in a long crescent moon or banana shape. Sort of aiming toward my belly.
---Trying not to brag, yet letting you know I had a nice sized man-hood of my own back then. This also became a problem trying to hide it in my tiny bikini after it swelled. Of course, you figured I must have a decent sized organ to have a hot lookin babe like Dollie and sexy live-in girlfriends sharing our bed for 5 or 6 years that I was banging regularly. It wasn't my rugged handsome good looks.
---We were far north of the Park boundary and had met very few other people that morning. That woman was topless and wearing a tiny bottom. And no way in hell could I get my cock back into that tiny bikini I was partially wearing. I was around 23-25 years old. Dollie two years younger and Barbara about the same age. I’d never seen a more beautiful more shapely gal before in my life, or since. As far as I know this was before fake titties. But Barbara’s were as phony looking and perfectly shaped as anyone could create. A guy could poke an eye out with those! As firm as they appeared I was staring at them now wondering how in the world they’d been bouncing so high! We’re sure they were real, as they all were back then. At least we always thought so.
---We’d stopped. She’d stopped. We all stared at each other and complimented each on what we were staring at. Bouncing booby Barbara staring at my penis seemed to make it swell even more. It was throbbing. It hurt! No dirty words or nasty comments. We exchanged names and good wishes for a great day and enjoy the sun. That was all. Just a few minutes together on a secluded hot sunny beach with a bronze angel. Or at least what my angel looks like in my mind. Yes, Dollie is my angel too. But a guy has a right to have others.