Martha and Sam #2
Martha and Sam #2 Stories as they happen, when they happen.
---"Hello, I am Sam. Denny showed me his private group and said we will be in some of his stories. I look forward to reading them later. We recently met Denny and Dollie at a produce stand. They are much like us, loving to dress our wives in very revealing tops and teasing strangers. We've been doing this for over 35 years and didn't even consider it as games. Never met anyone quiet like these two. So fun and easy to get along with. After showing them our tit pictures of Martha, we are here in their home to look at Dolle's booby collection. The gals are getting ready to surprise us and I feel this will be an afternoon to remember."
---This is a first. I am writing this story shortly after it happened and have the okay from the new friends we met to make this happen. Hope you enjoy the story as much as Sam, Marth, Dollie, and I had becoming friends.
---Today, March 2, 2012 we had no plans. The phone rang around noon. It was new friend Sam. Sam was wanting to know when we had some free time. They were anxious to look at our tittie pictures of Dollie on my computer and hear more about our Dale games, as Sam called them. Our Daleshot games and Dollie showing her pussy seemed to be things our new friends were interested in. They’d admitted that doing this, or Martha wearing anything even very short, never entered their minds. After all, they had fun dressing her in revealing tops and showing her boobs. Been doing this over 35 years.
---They’d never seen another woman show her pussy. Who would do such a thing and why? As they both said, we don’t share Martha’s c*nt for sex and we’d be afraid she’d get fucked. But after hearing a few of our adventures they realized that Martha didn’t have to have intercourse with men just because she shows her pussy to them. And it really did sound like fun.
---By luck we have no doctor appointments till the 8th. It’s hell when we have to plan our lives around doctor visits and tests. I told Sam all we were gonna do was run into town for mail, milk, and prescriptions, maybe a few groceries. “When ya want to come over?” Our cell phones sound almost like speaker phones. Dollie could hear Sam talking. “How about this afternoon,” Sam asked. Dollie said it sounded like fun. So plans were made for our second meeting with Martha and Sam. I told Sam we’ll be here all day then.
---I was wearin shorts and another sleeveless shirt. I’m dressed! Dollie began jumpin around asking what she should wear. Of course, being helpful, like I am, I said “ wear nothing ”. I will not repeat what that mean woman said! After some time, she came out of one of the back bedrooms wearing a button down top, one of those game tops, and a micro mini skirt. This was that jean material skirt with the zipper up the front. I peeked. Nothing else!
Martha and Sam would be here in less than an hour. I’d told Sam Dollie would toss a frozen pizza in the oven but he told us not to. Said he’d get one from a pizza joint on the way. So, again, a free meal and good company. Dollie made a jug of fresh iced tea and had soda on hand.
---Sam and Martha arrived at our house and we ate the pizza while it was hot. My computer is at a large desk right in the living room. I put it there so I could be with Dollie and my internet friends at the same time. Sometimes she thinks I love all of you more than her! We drug dining room chairs in front of my desk. I was showing Sam my bike site profile and a few other sites while the women cleared the table and tidied up.
---Martha was wearing a very low blouse. Seems, much like Dollie, she wears these often. But she was also wearing tight fittin jeans. Don’t know who’s idea it was, believe it was Martha, they disappeared into a bedroom as Sam and I played on my computer. In awhile they reappeared. Martha had on one of Dollie’s micro mini skirts. Being tiny, she had to wear a belt to keep it up. Like on Dollie, it barely covered her ass and crotch. Like me with Dollie earlier, Sam peeked. He was shocked. No panties. But Sam seemed to love it. Loved it so much he lifted Martha’s skirt and showed Dollie and I Martha’s ass and sn*tch. Things were moving along rather quickly here!
---In fact, so quickly Sam asked Martha to turn back to us and bend over. Martha’s pussy spread open wide. He said something like “ is this one of those Dale games?” “Daleshot”, I reminded him. “Named after our friend Dale.” We’d already told about the story at the nude beach. To be fair I asked Dollie to give Martha and Sam her famous Daleshot. She did! In fact both women gave us a few duel Daleshots. Yep, things were moving right along. You just can’t plan things like these!
---I let Martha sit in my computer chair and the rest of us on either side. Both women on their bare asses, tits hangin out. We spent several hours looking at our bike event photos and those from the Florida Keys and New Orleans. Altho we have 1000’s of these, sadly all of my old photos and the really kinky Daleshot and finger game photos were burned when I thought I was gonna leave this world. We still worry about too many nasty photos being discovered by our kids.
---Martha and Sam were happy with the pictures of flashing and us having fun on vacations. But they still seemed more interested in those Daleshots and Dollie being masturbated by a few friends. I could see where this was going. At least I was hoping and fantasizing. Yea it did! The next hour was spent with the women showing us their pussys in various positions and spread pink views. This led to comments and compliments by Martha and Sam about lookin awfully hot and juicy. Of course we responded with likewise responses . We really didn’t expect this to happen. But a duel finger fucking session seemed to happen without warning or invitation. Maybe Sam asked. Maybe I did too. Then again, maybe our fingers just began wandering.
---We stopped for a soda break, some laughing, and more talk about our Daleshots and games like this with others. Both agreed, it was fun and harmless. They were amazed that neither was embarrassed or ashamed. And Sam admitted Martha’s pussy was still as good as new!
Handshakes and hugs…. after washing our hands, then goodbyes. We walked them to their car and promised to do this again.
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