[ModelT-MsDollie]

SURPRISE
That was just a refresher of how and why Bipen and Dale became my latest surprise fucks. I don’t even remember if this newest game was my idea or Denny’s.
We’d talked about intercourse for years before I finally started letting other men fuck me beginning in May of this year. That part was my idea!
BP and Dale became our closest sex game friends. I let them do everything…. Almost! Yet I was always against BP or Dale having intercourse with me. It took years of begging before I let them finger me. I’ll admit that was always fun but there were still many times I’d say no right down to minutes before it happened.

Dale and BP had no idea I was finally getting fucked by others. It had been over four years since we’d even been over to the Daytona area or visited them. Bad legs and high gas prices, among other things, stopped our almost monthly trips the 150+ miles to the east coast of Florida. Because of weak legs and not walking much, we were again missing our favorite Daytona car event, Turkey Rod Run which is from Thursday thru Sunday during the Thanksgiving weekend. Both of our street rods are down so we also had nothing to drive except our pick up truck.
Still we talked about this being our last chance for the car event and probably our last chance to play around with Dale and BP. I think I was the one who talked Denny into going over. This was a good time to enjoy two things at once. The thought of surprising our two friends and finally getting fucked by them was turning me on. To see the cars, we could park near one of the many parking lots or hotels where smaller car shows are held, like many others do. A lot of people never go to the actual show at the Speedway. We could sit in the truck or on lawn chairs and watch the cruisers go by and maybe stay at Bipen’s motel. At the motel BP could play around with me and I’d figure out how to get him to fuck me. If he didn’t ask I’d wait till I was super hot and just tell BP to fuck me. Knowing how shy he gets, he might say no. But with four days there I was sure I’d get fucked by BP sooner or later. Sooner meant more often over the next few days. Yes I’m now addicted to getting fucked at 73 years old.

We somehow lost our little book with friends and relatives phone numbers. No way to call Bipen. We didn’t even know if him and his wife still owned the motel or were still living over there. Business was slow for years and they were working full time jobs to just keep the motel. It would be a gamble being able to stay at BP’s motel or finding another with a room over this busy holiday weekend.

As for Dale, him and Denny keep in touch now and then with emails. Denny tells him about some of my wilder times and sends older naughty pictures of me so Dale can jack off while looking at them. I’ve watched him do it so know this happens. Dale has looked at my pussy pictures on his computer, jacked off, and fingered me at the same time while Denny played with my tits. All while I sat on his desk in the living room.
Dale is about as much of a pervert as anyone can get. That’s why Denny likes Dale and I don‘t. Denny says they are both alike. Still I really do like Dale for the things he does to me. Like BP, Dale is polite and gentle. Mostly it’s how he pushes me to show my spread pussy and how he’s always begging to fuck and finger me that turns me against him. The good thing is Denny hasn’t told Dale I’ve been fucking others. I wasn’t planning on letting them fuck me so didn’t want Dale to know in case we did visit.

This leaves Jim and several of our east coast biker friends of long ago who used to beg me for a fuck. I’d let some of them fuck me but we’ve lost track of them. Jim lives at least 75 miles north and we no longer keep in touch. We used to meet them at the big car event at the Speedway or around town at smaller cruise ins. It’s possible we could accidentally meet over there this year. We do say hello when we meet them. I would let Jim fuck me just for orneriness because his wife, Janet, rarely does anything involving sex. Most likely they never have intercourse.
Denny couldn’t believe I was planning this long weekend to get fucked by two old friends who I turned down for 16 or more years. It was always him who planned these sexy meetings and I would usually complain about it. These are the same two who have finger fucked me hundreds of times for over two hours sometimes. The same two who get down so close their nose touches my pussy when they spread it wide to look inside. Denny tells them to do that. The same two who I have jacked off and watched them squirt on me and on the ground. Also the same two who have pulled my tits out in front of others and fondled them many times over 16 years. Dale would do that right in crowded biker bars and even expose my pussy and rub it just to embarrass me and show off while men and women watched.
I never knew when Dale might lift my skirt in a crowd or play with my pussy and tits on the nude beach. According to Denny’s rules all of this was okay so Dale did it without asking. Being an exhibitionist, this was a safe nearly legal way for me to be exposed. We all trusted each other and knew my rules.
Lots of people mentioned at the beach and at bike events they didn’t know which one was my husband or boyfriend. We’d all walk holding hands, hug, and either would play with me in public. I’d seen other women do this and I loved that attention. There were times we’d lie and say Dale is my husband. At those times the other would squeeze my tits or rub my pussy just for orneriness.
We also remember how before we’d say “look at that wh*r* with two men messing with her” when we seen others. Denny didn’t know it but I’d get jealous. Life is strange and people change. We soon realized we don’t care what others think.