FINGER FUCKIN IN THE DUNES #2
--SAME AFTERNOON AS DUNES #1 ABOVE.
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--- No, the above story did not take place in the sand dunes. But we were camped near some small dunes that week. After Dollie’s boating adventure with that group of fishermen she was ready for more adventures in fingerfucking. All we had to do was find a few finger fuckers. Not nearly as difficult as you may think. Wearing ass showing shorts or a mini skirt, doing some random tit flashing, it’s just like fishing. But we are using tits and ass for bait to catch pussy crazy young men. The world is full of them!
---And just by chance Dollie was all baited up, hot, and willing. I’ve always joked to her about finding her fresh fucked so I can fuck her. After being freshly finger fucked way over a dozen times, we were gonna get her fingerfucked again on that same day! And sure as hell no matter how many times she’s gonna get fingerfucked, I’m gonna finger fuck and fuck her when the day is over!
---But you ain’t heard it all. When sitting in our truck wearing that micro mini skirt it goes up to her waist. Getting in and out often causes double takes by unsuspecting victims. Although this didn’t happen often, I did the best I could to arrange it. She had a nasty way of spreading her legs and smiling at those times some guy was parked or standing near. The reactions could be as simple as Dollie saying “sorry” and putting her legs together. Or another brand new game of dip the finger. It could depend on her mood, location, and reactions of the victim.
---Looking over as I drive drives me crazy. On the short drive from the pier to our beach destination we talked constantly about her boating masturbation session. These after game talks often piss her off because they keep her hot and flowing. She also knows at the end of the day she’s gonna get fucked while I talk more about the games we played. Damned that made the sex good and the real reason for the games!
Now after all these years it's happening again free by members who read these stories and comment. For an older woman she sure can have orgasms.
---I was counting all the men who’d played today and told Dollie we needed to try to set a record we can not beat in the near future. I was calculating and I said twelve sounds like a good number. Dollie said “no way!“ I said just start pumping that wet pussy and listen. She listened. But didn’t pump! Dollie already knew we were on our way to find at least one more victim. So I had some explaining to do. “If you masturbate yourself while we are going to the beach, I finger you in the parking lot when we get there, I agree that six guys fingered you in the boat, count that young guy earlier, then one more will count as a dozen. And if we cheat and count each twice, that‘s two dozen fingefucks in one afternoon. ” I told her that I don’t think there were any more than four or five guys in the boat but each did finger you two or three times so just counting twelve finger fucks is fair.
---Dollie gave me that LOOK and started masturbating. Rather than the beach parking lot which would probably be crowded, I stopped at the local park parking lot along the Lake Shore first. As I pulled into the lot Dollie told me it’s my turn, spreading her legs and her pussy lips by hand. I told her she was a good girl, all we need is one more fingerfucker, as I worked on that juicy thing.
---You ain’t gonna believe this. I had just started. A young guy, 20ish rolled in beside my truck on a motorcycle, staring in the passenger window. I was in an end spot. Thought it was safe and private. Damned bikers! He’d killed the engine so he could sneak up. Found out he’d seen Dollie’s titties as I passed by a corner earlier. He wanted a closer look. He told us this was way more than he expected to see. But loved it!
---My finger was ramming in and out of Dollie’s pussy, her legs spread wide. She was yelling that she was cumming and ramming her pussy up to meet my downward thrusts. Fuck him, I wasn’t about to stop now and Dollie didn‘t seem to care if he watched! The kid removed his helmet and politely asked “ya need any help?” You ain’t gonna believe this either. Dollie said “yes we do.” The kid opened the passenger door, leaned in over Dollie, and as soon as I pulled my fingers out, he dove in with one or two of his own! Crap we got number twelve without even trying.
---The young biker may have only been 20ish. But he knew how to work a pussy and a set of titties! He was soon sitting in the truck next to Dollie, fingerfucking and working on one tit, then the other. Seems like he may have even sucked on a nipple. She was yelling that she was having orgasms, so I began working on the left tittie too. Me and the biker rubbed and pulled on a nipple, as he dipped at least two fingers in and out of that well wet pussy. Another 30 minutes, or more, getting finger fucked and fondled. We thanked him. He thanked us, and we headed for the beach.
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----Sorry this story still wasn’t in the Dunes. But we could see Lake Michigan from our truck while Dollie got fingerfucked. As I've said before, ya just can't plan this stuff or make it up.
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