[ModelT-MsDollie]

----GRANDE FINALE’--Not really, there's still more on this topic.
-------It was agreed we’d all meet at Charlie’s covered patio the last Saturday afternoon and whatever happened happened. Everyone also agreed intercourse and bondage wouldn’t happen to Dollie. Yes, we often worried that we’d be overpowered and she’d get fucked. But that never happened! Oh yes, I was still hoping she'd give in during the heat of the passion.
----Again five guys, three women, two 80 year old men, plus two couples 30 something that none of us knew anything about. They’d been sort of loners, yet they would wave and say hello. Seemed to be beginner nudists, not even knowing each other. Sort of like us, caught in the middle. But unlike us, not willing to play.
-----By the time Dollie and I arrived at Charlie’s porch Mary and Gracie were already sprawled out, limbs tied to two chaise lounge chairs with leather bands and laces. There was a box filled with vibrators, dildos, tarp straps, and other gadgets. Several more lounge chairs were lined up across the porch, which they had gotten from abandoned RV’s. With the lattis wood on the rail along the porch, plus bushes and shrubs, much of the view from the nearby lane was partially blocked.
----Mary and Gracie had toys in their butt holes and pussys. We were informed they were just getting started and were waiting for us. As they talked Dollie into letting them loosely tie her to another chaise lounge Harley and Carlie arrived. They’d spent the night in one of the abandoned old RV’s. Doing their part they each grabbed a vibrator or dildo and crammed one in each of Dollie’s holes. Her pussy was waiting. Her ass hole needed a bit of lubrication from something in the toy box. I believe Dollie consented because she easily could have gotten loose.
---Charlie said he wanted to explain the rules for today’s activities. There would be no intercourse today. Those toys would remain in place all day to make sure of this. If anyone thought the women needed any extra stimulation we were free to fuck them with those toys. The only other fucking would be tit fucking. The main game today is for all five of us guys to keep squirting semen on the women from their crotch to their tits. No higher. The two old guys and us five are free to massage the jazz on the women’s tits, belly’s, and pubic area any time. Dollie already felt relieved.
--There was some complaining, mostly by the two single guys about wanting to fuck and a few shooting above the girl's tits. Us married guys got to tit fuck the three women first. As we finished and got up both Carlie and Harley jumped between some tits, fucked them, and ejaculated. Seems like they both tit fucked all three gals. This left the women covered with fresh gooey semen.
---Charlie had us men follow him to a picnic table to drink beer or soda as the three women laid there, for what seemed like an hour, b*tching and moaning. When finished we all went back, sort of circle jerked, and shot a fresh wad all over the gals. One time, several hours later, a tractor and a couple of maintenance guys rode by and waved. Charlie and the boys waved and called them over but they kept on going past to tear down some of the old RV's.
----Again we left. But went even farther away to Martie’s RV to drink and laugh about the mess we were making. The two old men stayed to keep the girls company and fondle their semen covered tits. Harley and Carlie were still begging to fuck Mary and Gracie, as we sat drinking. Not so much to fuck Dollie anymore. Maybe another 30 minutes or longer, we went back to Charlie’s porch to find one of the young nudists there staring and talking to the women. He’d offered to untie them. The old guys warned him not to touch the gals. Like good slaves they also told him no, even though they were yelling for us to untie them as we got back.
---Charlie and Martie told them all to “shut up slave women” we’ve only started cumming on you. Some of the guys asked the younger camper to join us. After all, he was naked and had an erection. He seemed shy and refused. But as the five of us squirted another load he also shot a pretty good stream, first squirting on one of the other women, then Dollie.
----I can’t remember how often, but the women were untied and allowed to run around the RV to pee in the bushes a few times. Also they were allowed to sit up and have drinks. By now three hours or more had passed. All three were covered with dry semen and complaining they needed a shower.
---Charlie tricked them. Together we headed toward the lake but the guys made them walk all the way around it rather than swim. It was a small lake. More of a pond than anything. Still a pretty good walk around it, partially through a grassy meadow and woods.
-----As we got back around near the small bathing beach, several guys grabbed the girls by the arms and started to lead them back to Charlie’s porch. They were all complaining about needing to go in the water or the showerhouse to clean up. But the guys ignored their screams and their begging.
---They were tied down and the ejaculation by all six of us resumed. The age 30 something boy was getting pretty good at shooting his wad on the women’s boobs and massaging it in. Us guys worked hard. We needed another drink. By now the women were pretty well covered with dry and wet semen from almost head to foot. It was very hot and they were tired from laying there spread eagle.
----As us guys sat far enough away so the girls couldn’t hear, Charlie told us his next plan. We make the women put on bikinis and we also get on swimsuits. We take them for a nice long walk over to the main crowded camping section among the regular campers. No one but us will know the women are covered with dried jazz.
---Remember, the women had no idea where we were headed. Oh yes, they were allowed to remove the vibrators and dildos from themselves. The two old guys said their goodbyes and went to their own RVs. The young nudist stopped and talked his pretty young wife into going along with us. As far as I know she didn’t have a clue what we’d all been up to. While he was in his RV we warned the women to keep quiet and told them that if they don’t co-operate like good little slaves we are gonna take them back, tie them up, and squirt six more pricks full of jazz all over them. The women were silent.
---I doubt if anyone we talked to had any idea those women were soaked in semen. After an hour or so visiting and walking down the RV loops we went to the pool and all relaxed. The gals were soon smiling and hugging us all.
-----Back at the nudist loop, it was getting toward evening. Charlie and Martie had one last surprise. Harley and Carlie got to fuck their wives and I fucked Dollie. It was final hugs and thanks. The last wild day came to an end. I'm sure that I was secretly hoping Dollie'd get fucked by all of those men too! We couldn't have stopped them and after what we'd done no one would feel sorry for us.
----I put up the leveling jacks, the awning, hooked up the truck to the RV, and rolled up the water hose. All I had to do in the morning was pull the electric plug and we’d be headed for home. Can’t remember if anyone was up to say goodbye. Probably so. We’d expected to see Ira and Irene at the campground but they never showed up. We also expected to meet the others someday in the future. But, like our friends in southern Illinois, we wrote for a few more years and lost contact.
---Now it’s all like a dream. Forgotten until Dollie began cleaning out our real closet, finding the grey metal lock box filled with notes, rough drafts of letters, copies of mailed letters, and unopened returned letters. Way before home computers my friends and our new Pen Pals wanted to hear our stories. So I’ve been hand printing these since the early 60’s on a yellow notepad with pen, often while sitting in the yard sunbathing, first in Illinois, then in Florida.
---Dollie had found a lot of these rough copies and was ready to throw them out when I decided to start what was later to be called CLOSET CLEANING. It began on another old bike site, then others, as each faded and died out. But the early stories were not so explicit and maybe not X-rated. By making the CLOSET CLEANING group private I could tell it like it was. Recently, in another metal box, she found the latest, long forgotten stories. With this information, and memories returning, I wrote even more stories.
----I added those notes above because some stories don’t sound true even to us. The earliest stories were written shortly after happening. Then I went back after finding our notes and changed a lot of details in those first bike site Forum notes and in an adult magazine Forum I used to write in. Remember Penthouse Forums and Hustler Forums?
---All of this could have remained in our imaginary closet where no one would know. Maybe we should have kept it secret but why not share and hope you enjoy and maybe learn a few things from our mistakes. Or just laugh at us old farts who don't have a clue how to really enjoy sex.