Dollie's Thanksgiving, Giving Thanks
TWO LITTLE INDIANS
As we stood near our truck hugging BP couldn‘t seem to let go of my bare booby. He came up with another plan. We’d known about his Indian friend, Hassan, who owns another motel not far away and how Bipen tells Hassan about me and the things BP has done with me over the years. We also knew for years that Hassan wanted to meet me and play with my boobs. When Denny would coax BP he admitted Hassan also talked about fingering me. Like BP he rarely sees his own wife nude or gets to touch her. These small motel owners don’t seem to get away much. So Hassan never had time to come to BP’s motel when we were there. We think he was really just too shy. Denny often told me we should just stop by and see what this guy will do if we get a room with him while I‘m wearing my play clothes. We’d forget or didn’t seem to take the time.
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So much to do. So little time.
We forgot what country those Indians are from. A place where a lot of rioting and murder has happened even now. They were glad to get out. They are proud to be Americans now. After all of these years we were finally teaching them the American way to enjoy sex.
BP said his friend Hassan would love to have a chance to at least play with an American pussy and boobies before we move away. BP promised he wouldn’t mention the fucking part to Hassan this weekend.
Denny told BP we’d driven by that motel several times to see what his friend looked like. We were actually trying to figure a way to get his friend to play with my boobs and pussy someday to tease BP. We even pretended to want a room and talked to him several years ago. He seems okay and he was polite. We even mentioned we stay with Bipen but that’s all.
Denny told BP that if it’s okay with me call your friend and have him come to our room before we leave. Tell Hassan this is his last chance ever.
I seemed to be in ornery horny moods all the long weekend. I told them this would be fun. I’d get to play with and fuck two little Indian men at once. BP questioned the fucking part. I said why not? I’ve been fucked so much this weekend one more can’t hurt. I remember asking BP how big of a cock his friend has. BP said he has no idea and looked bashful. Still feeling ornery I said “well ask him.”
BP got even. He went home and got his cell phone while we went back in the room to wait. As he returned, BP was already talking to his friend Hassan about coming to visit us. We figured Hassan knew he and BP were going to play with my tits and maybe my pussy. Hassan couldn’t be there until after 2PM or so. But he did promise he would be there. BP has to go to work at 3PM. An hour was plenty. We used to plan our fondling games for BP or Dale so they’d only get not much over two hours playtime.
Without warning BP handed me the phone. Hassan was very friendly but seemed shy. So was I then. I didn’t know what to say so asked him what plans BP made with him. Hassan said he was invited over to play with my breasts and my personal place. I asked “you mean my pussy?” “Yes, Bipen said we were going to take turns fingering it.” I asked if he explained we had done this for many years and this was the last time we’d be here because we are moving to another state?” Hassan replied “yes.” I asked if he knew my husband would be here watching but it’s okay with him. Again Hassan said ”yes.”
I told him okay as long as BP told you all of the rules. Hassan said “Bipen said no butt sex or putting my thing in your mouth. And we can’t have intercourse with you. We only get to play with your boobs and pussy.” I told Hassan it sounds like this will be a fun afternoon and mentioned we really needed more time than an hour.
I told him I need to know a few more things first. How big is your penis and when was the last time you had intercourse? The phone got silent. I repeated my questions. “It’s about 6” long and I can’t remember when my wife let me fuck her last”.
Good, I thought, he’s loosening up and talking like a normal pervert. I figured why not get right to it. I asked Hassan if he’d ever fucked a white American woman. He said he’s never had intercourse with any woman but his wife, and that was only a few times. So I asked Hassan if he’d like to fuck an older American white woman? He figured me out. He asked “you?” I said maybe. We’ll see after we meet and get to know you. I gave the phone back to BP, shaking. BP said Hassan will be here in a few minutes. A few minutes instead of another hour? I got to him!
Within 15 minutes a car with an older Indian man pulled up near our truck. We’d barely had time to get naked. Thank goodness Denny’s cock was shriveled and soft so wouldn’t scare or embarrass our newest friend. We’d even talked BP into stripping. Of course he was also already playing with my tits as his friend walked in the room. We sure shocked him but we didn’t have a lot of time to waste. After a quick introduction I led the way back to the bedroom where I took my position on the first bed all spread out and waiting. BP sort of led the way from there. He grabbed a tit and told his friend Hassan the other was for him. BP gradually worked a hand down my tummy and found my partially spread pussy. Showing off he spread it as wide as he could and told his friend to get down close and look in that wet pink hole. Denny and BP had to repeat everything at first. Hassan really was worried about this and shy. BP showed his friend how to properly finger fuck a lady and play with her boobs. Soon each took turns for a good 30 minutes total. Hassan seemed to be thanking us all the time he played.
Denny left it up to me what to do and how soon. We now had less than 1 ½ hours before BP had to be dressed and ready to leave for work. I figured 30 minutes for each to fuck me was about right so I started begging to be fucked. BP told Hassan that after 16 years or more I finally gave in to him to fuck. “Dollie loves a big prick in her so give it to her.”
BP said he wants to be last so he can remember getting the last fuck before we move away. Still Hassan was shy and worried about fucking me with Denny watching. BP climbed on and gave me a quickie. Most likely he wouldn’t have lasted much more. But did stop in time. Now Hassan figured it was okay so he took off all his clothes and fucked me maybe 10 or 15 minutes then shot a nice wet hot load in my pussy. His prick was smaller than BP’s but just as dark with the same Brillo Pad black kinky hair that tickled.
Hassan finished, thanked me, then BP climbed on before much semen ran out. Denny and I reminded BP this would be his last so make it good. We both yelled and told BP what I like, making him excited and ramming faster. BP did really well. We think this was BP’s longest fuck and biggest ejaculation. He really did make his last fuck a good one.
It was Denny’s turn. Of course BP had seen Denny’s penis when it was still almost 10” long. But 8” was still impressive and seemed to surprise Hassan. With my pussy prelubed from two Indian men Denny’s cock slipped right in. He said he could last longer but since BP had to go Denny played with my tits and nipples to help get himself off. In five minutes or so he seemed to fill my pussy full, ramming it to the bottom at just the right time. I was cumming again.
BP and Hassan grabbed their clothes, got dressed, and BP thanked us repeatedly then headed off to work in his car. Denny and I stood naked just inside the door as Hassan started to leave.
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