Daleshot--GAME ONE----Too Close to Home
GAME ONE----Too Close to Home
---I had discussed playing this game with Dollie for years. She sort of liked the idea but would never play it till late one summer after our kinky vacation. Even then, she hadn’t planned on playing it. She just happened to be dressed for the occasion and I sort of set her up. Her skirt was perfect, full like a square dance skirt, yet extremely short. We’d been riding around the boonies and I pulled into the rest area along the Suwannee River. Normally this one is never very busy and those stopping are often tourists from out of state, at least out of town. They like walking down the ramp to an aluminum pier to check out the famous Suwannee River.
--- The small parking lot follows a circle around the restrooms. I never back in! This time I backed into a spot near the end of the first half. There are picnic tables nearby with views of the river below. Trees, bushes, and small picnic shelters hide us from boaters, the highway bridge, and those driving in. Anyone parking next to us still couldn’t see into the truck bed. Only someone behind our truck could see into it. Rarely does anyone walk to this end.
---As is normal, no one was there when we got there. As we walked along the fence looking down below at the river, a biker came in and parked near my truck. He was staring at Dollie’s mini skirt and tit showin top. I noticed an out of state tag on his motorcycle, as we looked it over and began to talk. Friendly, as most bikers are. Still not exactly sure how the game began. Mr. Biker was complimenting Dollie on her ample boobs, partially exposed tittie tattoos, and skirt, saying older women don‘t dress like that anymore. Said he loved it.
---She was turned on. I believe that’s what did it. I just remember asking him if he minded lowering our truck tailgate so Dollie could get a bottle of water out. Basically the game just happened. I like it when that happens! I do remember her grinning at me, as she climbed up into the truck bed to look for a bottle of water. Likewise the biker was looking into the truck bed, but not at a water bottle ! Dollie’s legs were apart, as she knelt there, bending forward. Her pussy appeared to be wide open ! I remember the biker saying “DAMNED,” and other things. Dollie didn’t hurry.
--- Remembering my begging and fantasies about this game, Dollie twisted around till she was facing out. Both titties just hanging there in full view. “DAMNED” and other compliments, as Dollie handed me the water bottle, and slid off the tailgate, grinning, her pussy again showing. Our new temporary friend began asking if we go to bike events and if Dollie ever flashed. Of course, we spent considerable time talking about our past experiences.
---Things were going so well we both nearly forgot this was a Candid Camera Daleshot type game. It would have been a great experience if I hadn’t even brought the game up. Why? Because the biker mentioned something about seeing a rose on Dollie’s ass and some bird tattoos on her boobs, which were still very much exposed. He asked to get a better look. Dollie freely showed the biker her butt rose and boob birds, up close and personal. She was also fascinated by his tattoos.
---Mr. Biker asked if I had any tats and if Dollie has anymore. She loves it when that happens. Dollie told him about the honeybees on her honey pot and the wreath around her pierced bellybutton. “Can I see?“ he asked ! Glad no one else drove into the rest area. Dollie sat up on the truck tailgate and laid back. She pulled her little skirt up to reveal her bellybutton tat and her five little honeybees. At this time her c*nt was tightly sealed. Mr. Biker said he liked it the first time he saw her pussy, wide opened! Dollie spread her legs slightly. Mr. Biker still said he liked it when she was up on her hands and knees because he could see the wet pink hole.
---I decided that this was gonna officially be our first Candid Camera Daleshot. So, I began asking questions and explaining that this was a game we play. Did the lie thing, told him he was player number 25. After a bunch of questions and answers I asked him if he really wanted to see Dollie climb back up into the pick up bed. “HELL YEA” was his response! Dollie did it, remaining mostly on the tailgate this time in perfect view and within touchy feely distance.
---Touchy feely distance? Yep, that’s what it became. Mr. Biker was convinced that if we had played this game 25 times before and didn’t mind showing Dollie’s tits and spread wide c*nt, we wouldn’t mind him touching her ass and pussy. I told him I didn’t mind, ask her. Not even sure if he got to the asking part. I remember Dollie telling him to play with anything he wanted to. Mr Biker rubbed her ass cheeks and then Dollie’s now wet pussy. Wasn’t long before he had a finger buried in it , masturbating her. Bad timing, or maybe good. Two cars pulled into the rest area parking lot. Game just getting exciting. Now game over. But this is the way we like it. Quick and fun.
Mr. Biker thanked us and rode off. I closed the tailgate and topper lid. So easy you can do it in a truck bed near you!
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