-HOOKED ON FINGERING #1
--HOOKED ON FINGERING #1
---Suddenly I see another extremely embarrassing secret topic being born. As we remember the facts, look at our notes, and realize we’ve both put it out of our minds for a long time, Dollie agrees to share her most intimate details. HOOKED ON FINGERING.
---REUNION WITH MIKEY AND SLIM.-----------Summer 1986 or 1987.
---Near my notes in CONDO I explain some date changes. I realize now what you are about to read happened July 1986. No big deal but details bother me.
---Our last year going north for many years. At least for sex games. By the next year Dollie had more female problems, gained weight, my work, and other things changed our lives forever. Well, until 1994 when we retired to Florida. So this was our last big wild vacation. Of course, we didn’t know it at the time although the games had slowed way down. Understandably because they actually got out of control for a few years up near the Wisconsin line near Lake Michigan. Lots of crap could have gone wrong. But with karma and our angels life was better than good. Maybe if I reviewed other stories and old letters I could pinpoint this last adventure. But it really doesn’t matter, 1986 or 1987, give or take a year. (1986) Without notes and old letters I’d never remembered most of these games.
----We sometimes camped at other parks with RV camping. We were staying at a few nudist parks, State parks, and other places, even membership parks by this time in the 80’s. Since our plans were for a reunion at the Strip Cub we went to our old standby sand dunes park. . What’s important is that friends Hank and Helen helped us get in touch with little boy Mikey. In turn that helped meet some of his and Dollie’s other friends. Mikey would have been around 22 by now. Dollie was thrilled that we could take Mikey to the club this year. I knew why but I often grilled her on her reasons why. “We can take Mikey in one of the play rooms, silly!”
---Hank had told us Mikey was now a regular at his strip club. During phone calls, we asked Helen and Hank if they knew if Mikey ever goes in the play rooms. “Yes he does, they both said. And the girls said he pays $20 so he must be getting to play a lot. $10 is for a simple lap dance. This is supposed to be confidential but Helen had ways of finding out. Helen told us she’d call back with a report. She invited Mikey in a play room. Helen later told us Dollie or someone taught Mikey well. Helen went into detail about Mikey’s fingers.
---Always nice to be informed before meeting old or new friends. Somehow we got hold of Mikey’s phone number and arranged a play room meeting at the Strip club on our first full day of vacation. I’d taken off a few days early. Must have been a Friday afternoon for that first reunion. Glad we did. Soon after, the club was closed by the State, County or City, Helen and Hank disappeared. Rumor was Helen got a better job and they moved out of state. We hope that was true.
-----Mikey and Slim were gonna meet us to mess around in one of the strip club play rooms, also known as a lap dance room. Most places I guess they are but Hank added extracurricular activities at his place at bargain prices. Amazingly he never got in trouble with law. Being shut down was just part of State wide new laws. Same thing happened back around our hometown.
---I add lots of notes to help explain things. Yes, I overdo them. I’m sure as you followed along in my stories you’ve noticed a trend. The more men who played with Dollie’s boobs the more she loved it and the more she wanted to do it again. Within reason these tit games were safe. We tried to be careful where the tit games were played, how many played, and other safety issues. Still, sometimes we overlooked safety and our rules. Dollie got addicted to being group fondled. Because she was loving it I was loving it.
---The pussy playing games just sort of started happening after many years of begging and planning. It was even more important to have an escape route, not too many players, and be reasonably sure Dollie wouldn’t get fucked. Those games started out with only one man and in a place where we could yell or run. Things happened and we were taking chances in unsafe places, with people we knew nothing about, and no fast way out at times. Like having her tits fondled, Dollie got hooked. Dollie loved having her pussy played with as others watched and several took turns. The more who fingered her and the longer, the more Dollie wanted MORE! It got totally out of control. Again she was addicted and hooked on fingerfucking.
---Just by luck nothing ever went wrong and we found new friends with an ideal place to play. Besides the safety of the strip club, we were finally being more careful where we played fingering games and how many played. Dollie remained addicted to tit fondling and fingerfucking but with my help we controled the addiction. Now we see how nymphomaniacs are created. Is there such thing as a masturbation addicted nymphomaniac with a fondness for breast fondling? Sadly I created it and love watching. To top it off I tell others what makes her hot, how to get to her tits and pussy, how to make her have orgasm after orgasm.
---It all starts with getting Dollie to wear sexy revealing clothes and being stared at. Once someone gets her in a horny mood, rubbing and squeezing her nipples is the beginning of the end for her dry pussy. Once it’s no longer dry, anything goes. Amazingly anything except insertion of a cock anyplace in her body. Someway she’s always resisted everyone but me. We can’t remember when Dollie stopped letting others insert dildos, vibrators, or other objects. She said it was for safety because sometime they’d get shoved too deeply. Fingers seem more personal anyway.
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