[JonScores]

My husband told me I should write about my first time topless experience. So,here it is. I had been to Sturgis several times, but never had flashed or gone topless. The third time was the charm I guess you could say. We had met a group that we really hit it off with. The guys all had wives that were Sturgis veterans. They took me under their wing and showed me how to have a great time at the rally. First thing they did was get me drunk. Then they helped me pick out a top that could easily be taken off. We were in the trailer of one of the couples, and they taught me how to raise my top and flash the appropriate amount of time. Then they even messed around with my boobs and tits while we were in the trailer. Pretty soon,I was getting my tits rubbed and fondled by the two women. Then they told me turn-about was fair play. I ended up with there boobs in my hands and mouth. We all laughed about our foreplay prior to going out on the flashing run. It was funny, but also a little erotic.

Once outside the trailer, the women told my husband that they were going to take me down "The Alley," and we would be back shortly. In other words, they told him to stay back. Sure enough, once three women go out on the Alley dressed sexy in low cut tops and short shorts or mini skirts, the guys all flock to them. The guys propositioned us with beads of all sizes. Being a newbie I was always the last one to flash, but I was getting my share of beads. Some of the guys giving us the beads would cop a feel, but most were pretty respectful. However, one guy grabbed both my boobs and attempted to kiss them. I pulled away. And, then, suddenly, a white knight came to my rescue. He said that he could tell I was a newbie, and that he would walk with us and give me protection from grabby guys. He also provided all three of us with some great big Margaritas for the road. All the women started out with Margaritas in hand, but we quickly discovered that flashing with one hand was difficult. So, we all decided to take our tops completely off. This was exceptionally popular with the guys on the Alley and our bead rewards were quite a bit bigger. My white knight stayed close to me. He could tell I was a lot more conservative than the other two women. One of the women actually gave a guy on the Alley a B.J. Then the other woman stated showing pussy and allowed one guy to finger her to climax. I had many offers to do the same, but refused. I do have to admit that the huge Margarita I had really loosened me up. I had a great time on the Alley walking with my girl friends and white knight. I even cuddled up with my white knight. He was shirtless, and I would periodically give him big hugs for protecting me. Eventually, the hugs were associated with long, wet kisses as well. He never did anything on his own that was over the top, but while I was really wuzzy from my Margarita, I took his hand and place it on my bare boob and told him that he could play with them and even kiss them if he wanted. He really didn't take a lot of time deciding to take me up on my offer. I must say that I totally enjoyed it, and even pressed my pussy into his then hard dick. However, that is as far as it went.

I was staggering with drunkedness the last part of the walk on the Alley -- as were the other two women with me. Once back at the campsite, my husband was waiting. I was leaning against my white knight to keep from falling. My right bare boob was against the side of his bare chest. My husband looked at me and asked where my shirt was. I laughed and told him I lost it somewhere along the way. He didn't say much, but I introduced my guy friend to him and said this guy protected me out there on the Alley. My husband shook his hand and thanked him for doing so. I told my white knight that he needed to come back and party with our group the next night. Then in my inebriated state, I gave him a big kiss. It would have been longer and sexier, but he was reluctant in front of my hubby. My white knight departed. My husband then said that it seemed as if I had been quite successful collecting beads on the Alley. I laughed and said that it looked like I had. Then I said I was too drunk to continue the night. I promised my husband that I would go out on the Alley the next night with him. That I did. And I have been a Sturgis veteran ever since. As a veteran, I am more loose and relaxed than that first time. Some might even say that I am a little bad and a lot wetter on the Alley now. The attachment: Having fun on the Alley this past year.