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Creating our Candid Camera Daleshot Truck Games

---During these new games no pictures were taken. I wanted them to be just for fun and not posed.

---I begin with details and facts seeming to have nothing to do with our Candid Camera Daleshots. But I always include information to show what leads up to different events and games. Read on and don’t fall asleep. ----Maybe around 1995 or 1996 when we accidentally created the Daleshot at the nude beach. This began a whole new type of game. (Daleshot----bending over nude exposing your pussy.) Or as long as the pussy is exposed from clothing.
---Fast forward---Around 1998 we were occasionally staying at our friend BP’s motel near Daytona. When we didn’t stay at the motel, we camped, yet stopped often to visit BP. This motel is not the nicest place to stay but we got one hell of a bargain and were havin fun playing games with BP. We also stayed there when taking one of our street rods to a car show several times each year. Two bike events and at least two car shows a year gave our special friends something to look forward to.
---In other stories I tell about BP being a tit lover and he was lovin Dollies boobs. Not only was BP one of our primary partners, there were a half dozen permanent residents at his motel who were basically bums living off the government who got free peeks. They spent every chance they got sitting outside their rooms drinking beer, smoking cigarettes, grillin, and bullshiting. At first our room would be on the end, not far from their rooms. Later we got the suite across the parking lot. From where I parked at the suite to where they sat across a turn around and grassy area was around 200 feet, more or less.
---Dollie always wore her tiniest micro-mini skirts because we were visiting and teasing BP, Dale, Jim, and many biker friends. For our visits Dollie wore the tiniest of tops. Could be a very small bikini top, halter top, low button down top, or maybe a skinny strapped tank top. Dollies’ typical mini would barely go to her butt cheeks. Many were not legal for public. But the way I parked at the motel and at friend Dales, we could sneak around. All of this is detailed in other stories.
--- We’d stop at the motel office, check in with BP, tease, and he’d fondle Dollies’ titties, then I’d drive across to our room. After a few years BP had gotten several looks under Dollie’s skirt, even lifting it to check her bare ass. But hadn’t really seen her bare c*nt. He was a tit man. Another thing we discovered about BP was that he was braggin to those half dozen guys about Dollie being his play toy.
---We found out from BP and those men that BP had other female guests who he sometimes fondled for discount rent. Eventually we were being invited into BP’s apartment when visiting or after checking in. His wife worked a day job and his teenaged daughter was in school or with friends. Meeting the wives of special friends kept them in check. Now the tit games were more fun and more comfortable on the sofa or living room chairs. Until then we stood in the office.
---We both explained our rules to BP. The one he remembered was Dollie’s boobs were now also his boobs. That meant he could pull them out anytime and anyplace to fondle them or show them to others. BP did just that . He’d have us walk down to visit those renter friends. It became part of nearly every visit for BP to play with Dollie’s tits as we talked to several of those 40 to 60 year old men.
---Now to get to why I am adding this to truck bed Daleshot games. We had driven the 1955 Chevy station wagon over for a large car show. Dollie was wearing a teasing type micro mini and a loose tank top. BP wasn’t there but we had our own key and he expected us. We opened the room and began unloading. Dollie opened the rear of the wagon. It has a tailgate like a pickup truck. Dollie crawled up and inside, grabbing bags. When I walked out of the room I saw at least four of those old dudes staring at our wagon. As I walked around behind the wagon I saw what they were really lookin at. Dollie’s skirt was nearly to her waist, her ass and wide spread c*nt in full view. She slid out and took a few small bags inside the room. I grabbed something and followed her. I explained what had just happened. Dollie asked if I was mad. Hell no, I thought that was kinky.
---As I started back outside Dollie asked if I’d like her to climb back into the wagon and hand me the other stuff. I sort of said “REALLY?” or something. Dollie climbed into the wagon and mostly just fooled around while bent over on her hands and knees. Two of those skinny bums walked over, pretending to be interested in our old 55 Chevy. They glanced at the wagon but mostly stared at Dollie’s spread pussy. Oddly neither said anything about IT! Dollie did the same thing when we left. Did the same thing the next year when we took the wagon over. I believe a few of the guys had moved away and some were new. But they also knew about our games with BP and knew to be watching when Dollie bent over the tailgate or got into the old wagon.
---Several years past. Many Daleshots from across the parking lot. All this time, smoking and drinking in front of us and no one asked if we’d like a beer. I’m sure they barely had enough money to buy their own. BP was getting ornery and kinky by now. BP told the four guys sitting there if they’d get us a beer he’d buy some more. Someone went in the room and brought out a twelve pack. BP told him to place Dollie’s beer on the ground in front of them. BP had a plan! Dollie stood between BP, the four men, and me, turned away from us, bent at the waist, picked up the beer----------slowly! Whatever she wore was very tight and short. Went above her ass when she bent over! Needless to say everyone behind her got a good Daleshot!
--- From what I remember the conversation, as we drank our beers, was about Dollie’s tits and pussy. Another beer was placed on the ground. Dollie thanked them but said one was enough. Of course, everyone begged her to pick it up. After enough teasing, Dollie turned and again picked up the beer. She stayed bent longer, wiggling her ass . Many years of tit games and Dollie now being masturbated by BP in his apartment were normal. And years of BP asking Dollie to give his buddies Daleshots was also normal.
--- BP told me these guys don’t believe he gets to fingerfuck Dollie while I watch. Can I show them,” he asked? As much as I can remember I think I just said it’s up to you and Dollie. I don’t even remember if she answered. I do remember she bent over again. I guess that meant YES ! Remember, we were outside, right near a busy highway. But for those games we’d just registered and my van or truck was blocking the road while at the office. Other times another vehicle was there. Still it had to be quick. BP gently slipped a finger into Dollie’s wide opened pussy and began working on it as me and four other men watched. Probably one of the wildest things that happened up till then. This also happened several times a year for nearly a dozen years. I know, this had nothing to do with our new Candid Camera Daleshot games. Yet the training did.
--- The first times the Daleshots happened with our truck were Fall of 2004. And as far as I remember most times after that was an accident. It goes something like this. Dollie often wore very short shorts or a mini skirt. We were camping a lot and traveling. I will hit on the times I remember when she wore a mini skirt but some of those narrow crotched shorts exposed the same view. She rarely wore panties except occasionally to shop or be where kids were, like at the car shows. Even the longer mini skirts seemed to have the same affect when bending at the waist or on her hands and knees.
---When camping, Dolllie would climb into the truck bed with fiberglass topper, to get things out. On occasion another camper would walk past our site or even walk up to welcome us, at just the right time. to get a peek at Dollie’s bare ass and pussy. Never more than a quick look. This probably happened other times when neither of us noticed.
---The other places I remember were at large highway rest areas. An occasional tourist walked or drove by. Again, at just the right time. They’d often stop to look, comment, or honk if driving. These few times happened from 2004 until the summer of 2013. No big deal and Dollie seemed to enjoy when I told her what had happened.
---Giving Daleshots at nude beaches, campgrounds, and other places was normal for many years. I began daydreaming about doing this more as a game with the truck. Dollie thought it was good idea but never did follow through. Now that we are older we haven’t been camping or to any bike or car events. Walking wears us out. With this game we don’t have to walk much.
---After trying it in late summer 2011, we’ve played the Candid Camera truck Daleshot game over a dozen times. Each was fun. As you will read, there were sometimes two or more players involved.
The following new series includes several of our first successful afternoons.