[Exhibitionist] CLOSET CLEANING

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Still lots more to Cum.----------------Our first RV and then MASTURBATOR MIKE

---Around 1969 or 1970. Still drove our 1965 Mustang fastback. It was too small to carry our large cabin tent, poles, and camping gear. So now I pulled a small homemade trailer made of an old truck pickup bed eight foot back half. I’d added a goofy looking wooden box complete with peaked roof. This became our very first off the ground camper after years of tent camping. I had added a piece of plywood on top the truck bed for a mattress and storage in front of that. Below, in the original truck bed, was our camping equipment storage.
---With a top-hinged roughly 4X4 plywood door this became our awning and rain shield. Behind that was another screen door. Also had long narrow screened windows on each side with hinged plywood covers on those for cool weather and rain protection. Painted the thing all black to match the Mustang with a green roof like a small comic strips Lil Abner looking house. In her short shorts Dollie looked like Daisy Mae. Okay maybe you’re not that old!
--I would have been around 30 and Dollie 28, give or take a year. I do remember this was our longest trip with our homemade camper. Altho not much more aerodynamic than a stack of bricks, it handled rather well. A Sears turtle pod on top the car probably helped wind deflection. I got one of our favorite lower Lake Michigan Warren Dunes RV sites. Backed in among trees and shrubs we actually had a very secluded spot. Tent stakes in sand never was a good thing. Don’t remember even seeing other people most of the time while cooking and relaxing behind our trailer. I’d hooked an 8X10 tarp on the back of the trailer and to trees for shelter over the picnic table. Of course we both wore our tiniest bikinis and either played on the large sand dunes directly behind our site or hiked north along the Lake. This was big time camping in the late 60's.
---We were now in the habit of checking out some of those narrow trails from the lake shore, thru the woods, to the county road where sometimes there were small parking lots where city people parked to go to the beach. We were also in the habit of flashing those people, even having sex and “accidentally” getting caught in the act along those trails. This was not originally our fault. We were only copying what we caught others doing just off the trails behind the bushes.
---We were walking naked up a narrow trail that morning, at least a mile from the main park boundary. There he was, most likely our age, 28-30, also naked, full erection, masturbating while looking toward the bushes. Like a bird dog, he was pointing something in the distance. The guy was so busy looking and masturbating he didn’t even notice us until we were almost next to him. Seems like I asked him what he was doing. Our voices did two things, scared him and the young couple laying on the sand behind bushes having sex. Laying in dirt is dirty. Laying in beach sand is not because that sand wipes right off.
--- Like us getting caught, they sort of stopped, giggled, then went at it hot and heavy again. But Mr masturbator apologized and tried to hide his hard-on behind his hands. Being fairly well endowed, like maybe 8”, he wasn’t able to hide it well. Dollie told him not to be bashful, she loved looking at his big penis. This convinced our newest nudie friend to move his hands to give Dollie a good look.
---After the initial embarrassment wore off, we exchanged names and talked about nudity and exhibitionism. Mike was like our later Daytona beach friend Dale, couldn’t keep his hands off his own prick! Always jiggling and stroking it. Mike was staring at Dollie and I both, complimenting each of us. Seems like it was me that asked Mike what he’d do if I fucked Dollie right there. He pretty much answered that he’d jack off and watch us. So we did and he did!
---Dollie didn’t want to get dirty so she bent over and I slipped it in doggie fashioned. Mike liked that because he could watch my penis slipping in and out as her pussy opened wide. But soon Dollie began loosing her balance. Yet neither of us wanted to stop now. Not sure who convinced her to lay down but she ended up spread wide on the grassy ground on the opposite side of the trail as the other young couple was. Our friend Mike was trying to watch us and the other couple going at it hot and heavy. Wasn’t long before Mike turned toward the bushes and ejaculated while panting wildly. I didn’t see it happen but Dollie said she did. This got her off too.
---I have no idea when the other couple finished and don’t even remember them leaving. In a very short time I was pumping Dollie full too. As Mike and I wiped our pricks off with leaves, several young couples walked by giggling. Don’t have any idea whether they were watching before this or not.
---Mike asked us where we were parked. After finding out we had walked all the way from the campground, he offered us a ride back. Not trusting strangers, and because it was the truth, we told Mike we enjoyed walking the beach. He begged to meet us another day, asking if Dollie was interested in having sex with him. Of course she made it clear she wasn’t but told him he could watch us have a repeat of today’s performance. Mike agreed, still slowly stroking his cock.
---I can’t remember if we actually set a date to meet Mike. But the next morning there he was, not far from where we walked down from the sand dunes from camp. We were still in the park property and partially dressed. Mike was wearing a Speedo type swimsuit. I probably had rolled my bikini into my favorite tanning position, but had my penis inside the pouch yet. Dollie was most likely still wearing her top. Like most other times, as soon as we were away from everyone, I had my penis out the top of my little suit and Dollie was topless. Mike decided if we were going to do it he would too.
--If we were betting I’d have bet Mike would be masturbating before too long. His cock was limp when he removed his Speedo but a bit of rubbing and stroking and it was standing at full attention. Mine loved the sun and fresh breezes. I never had a problem getting it up! Mike was impressed by my hard-on and mentioned it as often as he did Dollie’s tits. He also made it clear he wasn’t gay, which made me feel much better. Of course I made sure he knew I wasn’t either. I think it was Dollie who told me I should be stroking my cock too, as we walked. First I told her that’s her job. She did pump my penis a bit. But when Mike asked for some of the same she stopped playing with mine and told him she doesn’t do that to others.
---My prick was beginning to feel good with her gently pumping it so I took over. There we were, one of us on each side of Dollie, stroking our cocks as an occasional young couple or female jogger either passed us, looking back, or met coming toward us. Amazingly, smiles or hello was about all that happened. Each time I think of one of these games I’m amazed we stayed out of trouble.
---Some of this is fuzzy. I think it was Mike who told us his car was at the end of the next trail and we should go down there a little ways, go into a little clearing he knows about, and fuck Dollie. I think I agreed. But again Dollie made it perfectly clear the part about me fucking her was fine but not Mike. After much whining and begging Mike understood and decided watching was better than nothing. Don’t remember much about it but do know Mike made sure he got in the right positions to see Dollie’s pussy wide open every chance he could.
---There I was fucking Dollie as she watched this guy Mike jacking off. I don’t think it took any of us long to get off this time. When finished Mike invited us to his car at the end of the trail for sodas. We accepted, sitting naked in his car right near the county road. Now and then another car with young people parked and walked past Mike‘s car, staring in and laughing, some saying hello.
---Back down the trail toward the lake shore, we met a younger couple, she was topless, fondling each other right on the narrow trail lined with shrubs and little trees. We excused ourselves and carefully scooted round them. A little farther, another one of those laughing couples was leaning against a tree naked, fucking. Again a tight squeeze around them. These past few days reassured us we weren't really so different.
---Back to a small clearing and then near the beach something happened. We were off the trail but still in full view. Dollie and I ended up fucking, Mike masturbating, and several young people walking by staring. Some of them saying “hi Mike. How ya doing?” What an experience. Seems like we continued north down the lake shore and Mike left. This was years before Dollie ever considered letting another male touch her titties or anything else. We may have met masturbator Mike another time that week for more fun in the sun but I can’t remember.
---It’s scary thinking of all the nice people we’ve met and games we’ve played in places far from help if we’d needed it. I’ve written it before, we never had a bad experience or got in trouble except once in a campground. That story is somewhere else in this Closet. The above stories and maybe more were as much a shock and surprise to us as anyone else. As I repeat, ya gotta dress to play to play.--------- And be willing to play. Who knew old Alice or masturbator Mike would be so much fun? I only wished Dollie would have sucked and fucked some of those other men. For some reason I believe I'd loved to watch.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Ken and Barbie Doll

----Not really their names but this petite couple, maybe 20, looked much like those Barbie Doll toys. Same week as the Masturbator Mike meeting above, making me 30 and Dollie 28, or close. A few days had passed since our last adventure with Mike north of the Lake Michigan park property. Again we were naked, me wearing only a bit of material rolled up to keep my tiny tan lines, my cock swinging free in the breezes and hot sun shine. Dollie pretty much wearing the same and topless.
---Somewhere maybe ¼ mile or so north of the park property line we passed a large sun bleached log with a very young skinny couple having sex behind it. We actually hadn’t even seen them until beside the log. We really couldn’t see much. Only that they appeared to be having a good time. Maybe it was their voices we'd heard. We didn’t even speak. Just walked on by. But the couple stopped what they were doing and walked around to meet us, saying hello.
---As Ken and Barbie Doll introduced themselves I couldn’t help but notice how tiny her titties were. Actually just small bumps with tiny Hersheyette nipples. By the way Barbie’s pussy was just a smooth small hairless slit from the front. Both told us they remembered seeing us with that other guy up the trail watching them fuck. They wanted know if we got a good look and enjoyed watching them. Dollie and I explained that we’d been watching that guy Mike masturbate and barely saw them behind the bushes. Next time we looked they were gone.
---So what did they ask next? "Ya want to watch us fuck?" They went on to tell us how they do it in this area all the time. Mostly while queers up in the woods watch them. Barbie went on to say they know Mike and he sometimes fucks her while her young husband Ken watches and plays with her titties. Somewhere during this kinky conversation they asked if we would like to swap for a fuck.
---Ken probably had a 5”-6” prick fully hard and Barbie didn’t look like she could handle even that. Dollie and I explained that she doesn’t fuck anyone else and my cock was way too much for her. Okay, we’re bragging. But it was now a throbbing 9” or more, as we stood there. Even more reason Barbie baby wanted it. By this time little Barbie was holding and probably stroking my cock.
---Somehow we convinced them that we’d enjoy watching them fuck instead of anything else. Next thing I remember Ken had Barbie’s ass leaning against the dead tree trunk fucking her. Ken spotted someone up in the woods above the beach. He stopped and told us to follow him around behind the log where they had been earlier. Both told us to look up toward the woods but do it without trying to let those two gay young guys notice. Sure enough there were at least two naked queers in the bushes watching, probably more.
---Ken said now watch this. He pushed Barbie against the log, rubbing her nipples and her pubic area slowly. In a harsh voice he told Barbie to lay in the sand and masturbate while those queers and we watch. She didn't hesitate doing it for maybe 10 minutes.
---After some time, Ken helped Barbie up and turned her around. He bent little tiny skinny Barbie over the log, that tiny ass and cute little c*nt in full view. First Ken told me to go ahead and fuck her. He said it didn’t matter if Dollie wouldn’t let him fuck her. Lots of guys fuck his wife and they both love it. I repeated that I’d rip that little pussy wide open. Dollie reminded me of our friend Mary back home. Built much like Barbie. But a pussy as big as a bucket. Ken said that’s what Barbie has. But it still feels good to him because it is stretchable. Oh how I wanted Barbie!
---People like that amazed me. Barely 20, maybe not even that, and already swapping partners and letting others fuck his wife. Things I always wanted to do but am glad now it turned out this way. I do think that afternoon had some influence on our future games. Barbie was reaching between her legs spreading her lips wide for everyone to look inside her pink hole. Probably fingering herself. Both kept telling us to stand closer for a better look. Ken spread it wide then fingerd her, working a few fingers in, then his whole hand! Yep it was big!
---Ken finally fucked Barbie, we watched. And those two gay young guys walked out into the open, both masturbating, and watching all of us. They’d take turns playing with themselves then each other. Damned, they walked down for a closer look. Ken, not any older than them, asked if they wanted to fuck his wife. Both said no but they wanted to play with my cock.
---I’m thinking Ken ejaculated in Barbie and soon stopped. I remember one of those queers playing with Ken’s dripping cock. Everyone was begging me to fuck Barbie, even Dollie. I had no choice. I didn’t want one of those queers touching me so I stuck it in Barbie about half way. Surprisingly it just slipped right in. Both Ken and Barbie begged me to bury it. Remember, Barbie was bent over dog fashioned. This could hurt. With a little working it, I was soon ramming my cock against the end of Barbie’s pussy, hitting the magic spot, and she was screaming for more. I tried to hold back. But when Barbie said she was cuming repeatedly, I pumped her full. I remember rubbing her chest and nipples. Maybe the smallest tits I’d ever felt. But still it turned her and I on enough to make us both have another orgasm.
-----I remember other young men up in the woods while all this happened. A spooky feeling like we had before and later. For years we felt we were being watched on those secluded beaches. I believe we were right. So many chances for things to go wrong. Yet nothing ever did. We’d never take those chances today! I also believe a few hikers passed by walking down closer to the lake shore, giggling. We walked with Ken and Barbie to the trail where they said they had parked. We all thanked each other and left. That’s all I remember. Another chance meeting and another amazing memory. Things were gettin weird!

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Old Pussy IS GOOD PUSSY.

--- Let’s jump ahead to the early 80’s. I was about 40 or so and Dollie 38-39. Again up along the Michigan side of Lake Michigan camping along the sand dunes. By this time in our lives Dollie was enjoying having male strangers playing with her tits and pussy. Still no intercourse. That never ever happened! But we got close. Again I’m guessing what was spoken. Hell I can’t remember what you said yesterday but this just seems right.
----July, summer vacation, fun in the sun and relaxing. On this particular day we got up to a drizzle or maybe shower. Not enough to keep us from taking a joy ride for supplies then a scenic drive up the county road that runs north along the Lake. Maybe three or four miles north of the park boundary, I pulled over into a small parking lot with some local Michigan tagged cars. We’d shopped, eaten, and spent a few hours wandering the back roads. By this time the rain had stopped and the sun was peeking through. We were wearing only short shorts and shirts because of the cloudy weather and the fact we were only out to do some shopping.
---We’d never walked that far up along the beach from the park. Of course it all pretty well looks the same. The Lake shore, a ribbon of nearly flat sandy beach, occasional old grey fallen tree trunks, then the scrub line and small trees forming the wooded area between the Lake and the county road. Only here the beach area was much wider. Maybe 100’ compared to 50’ to 75” in the places we normally walked.
---I removed my shirt and left it in the truck. Dollie was soon topless. She carried her shirt. We both left our shorts on, not knowing what was ahead on the narrow trail toward the lake. We met an occasional beach goer headed back toward the parking lot and a few nearly naked couples messing around in tiny clearings next to the path. Pretty much like on the trails nearer the park. We soon got the impression that most of those people were not husband/wife. Like I saw often in rest areas and parks while truckin, each drove their own car to meet. Sort of a quickie neighborly visit with a friend or coworker maybe.
---After we got to the beach, we met a couple of girls topless, then couples nude. We asked them what the story was about nudity there. They just giggled and said a lot of people do it. Our signal to get naked. There were really not many people along this section of beach. I believe it was rather windy and a chill was in the air. Apparently we’d met most of those who parked in the lot already.
---Then it happened. Way up near the edge of the shrubs and woods, sat an old couple, waving and yelling to us. I don’t think we’d even noticed them had they not hollered. I believe we were walking in the cool water, mostly looking out at a few large boats in the horizon. Since this was a wide beach area, we must have been at least 100’ from those people. They both spoke but we were having trouble hearing them with the pounding waves. At about the same time they stood, walking toward us, we headed in their direction. It was then we finally realized that they were also nude and at least in their late 60‘s. He was a hairy barrel chested old guy with a gut, and golden tan. She also had a deep tan, fairly large tits that seemed to hang on her own protruding gut. Neither actually fat. Just typical old people with that middle aged spread.
---As we sort of met halfway up the sandy beach, both began saying strange things. He was saying he wanted to play with Dollie’s titties and ass. The old woman saying she wants to play with my prick. Soon she was adding that she wanted me to fuck her with my big hard cock. What an introduction! From what I can remember he was fondling Dollie’s boobs and the old woman was holding, then gently stroking my now throbbing cock without even asking or waiting for a reply! How could we not like these people?
---After closer inspection, his limp dick was like 3” to 4” inches long. Maude, I’ll call her, informed us that’s the best it’s gonna get. Claude agreed, admitting old age prevents him from servicing old Maude anymore. Both said that’s why they come here to sunbath and get Maude fucked. Both warned us that we were being watched. This was another reason they sat up against the brush and shelter of the woods. As they said, the woods are full of young queers, playing with each other, and looking for new cocks to suck. Old Claude warned me that mine would be their next target. They told me the only safe place for my prick was inside Maude’s pussy. This sort of talk went on for considerable time, as we joined them on their blankets, sharing sodas, snacks, and water. Much of the time Maude was stroking my rod and Claude was rubbing Dollie’s titties or dipping a finger in her hot tw*t. Dollie seemed relaxed knowing old Claude couldn’t get it up, so couldn’t put it in!
----I had a million excuses not to fuck the old gal. I hadn’t had much past experience with old pussy but remembered old Alice’s was pretty good stuff. I told myself if I closed my eyes I’d never know if it was a 21 year old or a 100 year old. Claude and Maude didn’t give up asking about me fucking her. But I got a break.
---From down the beach, two young guys, almost boys, strolled our way, hand in hand. Now and then they would hold the other’s cock, giggling like school girls. Sure enough, they walked up to where we were now standing. Both pointed at my penis and asked if they could have it! We insulted them, calling them cock suckers and things like that. But they stayed.
---This gave me an idea. I’d learned something another time when I wasn‘t interested in fucking some gal. Since I really didn’t care if I fucked Maude or not I tried it again. “Okay Maude, I’ll fuck you if you suck my cock first.” Yes, this really worked once before. And amazingly it worked this time. Old Maude was on her knees sucking the head of my prick, as those two queers watched. The next thing I know I had Maude bent over a log fucking her. The queers left. Those big soft titties made great handles and gave me leverage to ram my prick deep inside her. Reminded me of old Alice and her football boobs.
---Much of the time, we heard rustling in the woods behind us. Claude reminding us we were still being watched by others. But he assured us they all seemed like harmless little cock suckers. They told us that occasionally a gay guy will fuck Maude. But it’s been a long time since she has had it from anyone. Maude took everything I gave her and that pussy felt darned good. I thought I was gonna rip those big tits off.
---Maude said she was probably the oldest fuck I’ve ever had. They admitted no one wants to fuck an old woman. Dollie and I had to tell about fucking Hippy Alice on this same beach. I also told her not to give up. Her pussy is as good as any. They thanked us and later begged me to fuck Dollie while they watched. Damned old people are perverts! Dollie had been a good sport through all this. She deserved a good fuck. And she got it, as Claude fondled Dollie‘s titties! We then all walked back to the parking lot together. Both begged to meet again. Always a good sign.
Not a bad afternoon considering we woke up to a gloomy morning.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

---More Good old Pussy

--- ----By accident, again, we met old Claude and Maude at the beach. For some reason we were out riding around again later that same week we’d first met them. For the hell of it we decided to look for Maude and Claude. We both forgot which small parking lot we had parked in but I remembered their car. After passing several lots and pull off areas I spotted their car, accidentally, at a nice sized City park along the lake road maybe 25 miles or more north of the State Park where we always camped. It turned out to be a nice beachside park with a pavilion, playgrounds, food concession stand, and lifeguard stations. Must have been over the weekend because this beach was packed with sunbathers and swimmers.
----We weren’t doing anything special but were wearing our bikinis. By the early 80’s many people wore bikinis, even men. Maybe not as skimpy as ours. We adjusted ours as decent as we could and wandered around among the crowd just people-watching and maybe showing off a little. We’d either forgotten Claude’s car was parked there or decided we’d never see them, so were just getting some sun. I was figuring they were down the beach someplace naked anyway.
---While ordering lunch at the concession stand Claude and Maude walked up. They too wore normal swimsuits. We sat together at a picnic shelter in a grassy area and discussed the fun we’d had a few days ago. Maude wanted fucked again, in simple words! Hell it was fun and it was okay with Dollie and Claude. Hell Dollie was begging me to fuck the old gal.
Again I took advantage of a kinky situation. As Maude ate her corndog, I made nasty comments about how sexy it looked with her sucking on that thing. I told Claude I’d screw Maude if she sucked me like a corndog first. They both said “not right here. But after we get down the beach she might.”
---After eating and just talking we agreed to follow them to one of those roadside pull offs, take the path to the beach, get naked, and fuck in the bushes. We did all of that, plus I was treated like a corndog. While getting my knob job from Maude some naked guy appeared out of the bushes. We weren’t hiding as well as we thought! In his cutsie voice he told me he could do a better job on my prick when my friend finished. I thanked him and told the fruitcake I preferred females for sex. He then asked Dollie if he could eat her or fuck her. As pleasant as she could be she refused, telling him she preferred having sex with a man! We all about died laughing! The little guy took off!
----Claude spread a couple of blankets on the beach up near the bushes, sort of behind a large fallen tree trunk. Maude laid down and I fucked her. Fucking on a beach is great. The female has no cushioning affect. Every stroke gets rammed fully inside her pussy. With Dollie I could often last for an hour or more. For some reason with strangers I shot in sometimes minutes. For an old woman, Maude sure could climax repeatedly. About the time she had her next orgasm I ejaculated deep inside her pussy. Maybe I lasted longer. But seemed like only seconds passed. Another thing about fucking older women is ya don't have to worry about getting them pregnant.
---No one warned me and I had no idea how long they were there. When I crawled off old Maude there were several couples watching and clapping. That’s when we found out old Maude was also an exhibitionist. She lay there with her legs still wide, then began masturbating. I’ll swear she said “next!” One of the young guys climbed between Maude’s legs and fucked her too! Again, she lay there saying “next.” But Claude told her that was enough. Yes, those young guys asked Dollie to fuck!
-----I think we sat around, sunbathed, and talked for several hours with several couples, Maude, and Claude, before heading to our vehicles. There may have been some group fondling going on. Damned that old pussy was good. Funny, I've been getting nothing but old pussy since I retired.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

---Maude, maybe 60-65 was the oldest woman I fucked until we met old Ira and his wife Irene at a small nudist park a few years later. Before that it was Hippy Alice, 55.
---I started out young but already 18. Dollie’s little high school friends and her were my initiation to pussy, as young as 18. It was many years and many skinny young girls before I had a mature woman. Now we are old and Dollie is the old woman. I’m far from an expert. Had few women compared to many. But I’ve learned that a woman with some meat on her bones with some age and experience is far better than some little girl. Never turn down someone’s grandma! And if you are the grandma never underestimate the power of your pussy.
---Dollie helped with many of these stories so they could have been in her Closet. As a refresher why she didn't fuck and I did. ----Dollie was ra---ped several times at only **. Her other reason was she told me no intercourse or other male penetration proved her love to me. I tried not to fuck other girls but Dollie decided that the male animal was weak and she actually enjoyed watching me do it. Heaven knows I tried not to fuck others and agreed to only do it with her near.
---Since I seem to enjoy adding notes here's a reminder. NYMPHOMANIAC.
---We think of a nymphomaniac as a female person who can't get enough intercourse. We've known several of these. I suppose those of us addicted to Boobs may be Boob-omaniacs. That would include Dollie and I. Yes there are better words. Most of these Random Surprise Stories are about female masturbation---Fingerfucking. We had met several liking that too.
---I was soon to find out in the 70's Dollie was becoming a female Masterbat-o-maniac. Can't get enough fingerfucking! How could this be? She does not want other men having intercourse with her or penetraiting any other orifice! Yet she was using almost anything that fit in her own pussy and letting other men do the same, fingers encluded. A strange yet exciting concept. The stories you are about to read are some of Dollie's wildest masturbation sessions. Unbelievable yet true. Cum along and enjoy some of the stories we both didn't want to tell. It still boggles the mind she never got fucked or asked for it!

[ModelT-MsDollie]

Masturbating Dollie---How it all began.
--- Well, it seems like I got in a rut writing mostly my wild experiences. Just shows, it wasn’t always about Dollie. Although I’d never had all of my luck getting pussy and head jobs without her there with me and her willingness to share. Our first fucks were with me wearing jeans unzipped and her wearing a dress and panties pulled aside. This evolved with my pants to my knees and her short shorts pulled aside or a mini skirt hiked up to her ass. But I was finally seeing pussy and pubic area.
---I’m trying to remember some of Dollie’s surprise finger fucking games. These happened because she refused to get fucked by others. I’m still confused how I ever got in her pants! I actually figured once a few young guys got in her c*nt, fucking would just come naturally. After all, just playing with her tits or nipples drives her wild.
---I know I’ve repeated this many times. I really wanted to watch her get fucked. But we both agree those finger fucking and staring in her spread pussy were actually wilder and took more courage than a quick fuck in the dark. After all, every one of her finger fucking episodes took place in the bright sunshine or in a well lit room. Our partner, me, or even her would spread her pussy as wide as possible, till it hurt, so they could stare inside from close up. She gave in to this after years of begging and help from a few good friends, rather than even a quickie fuck while wearing clothes.
---Of course getting her to show her pussy was just the first step in getting her to let men play with it. Every game took years before Dollie gave in. One of our stupid rules was strangers can spread her c*nt wide to stare inside, but could not poke a finger in it. Yea right! They had to put fingers in to spread the thing so what’s a little wiggling gonna hurt? At least that’s what we told her! Thanks goodness she loved it! My friends and I thought that the touching part was the final step to getting Dollie to let others fuck her. We were wrong!
---Yes, many people fuck in the dark with clothes on. Some men never see their wife naked in their entire married life. We know several of them. Dollie’s good friend and pussy masturbator swears he’s never seen his wife nude or gotten more than a peek at her pussy. Yet they have a teenaged daughter. Feeling sorry for him, Dollie started letting BP see and feel her pussy. This was after years of fondling her boobs. He’s been looking at it down close and spread wide for over 12 years or more now, masturbating her sometimes over two hours during some afternoons. Yes, those stories are here too.
--Only in recent times with the internet and friends sending porn emails have we seen that many young girls show their pussy close up the ways we have had Dollie do. I just knew there had to be other men and women with the same kinky perversions. I only wish we’d seen those videos and photos 50 years ago. Anyway, Dollie was finally enjoying showing her widespread c*nt and having it finger fucked. Had she given in to just fucking I’m sure we would have missed some great games.
Yes, several guys have spread it wide and looked closely inside in a brightly lit room or bright sunlight.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

-Masturbate Dollie! Damned we didn’t keep Score!
---Stories of random showing pink and finger dippin by strangers, friends, and other men.
---As with Dollie’s flashing and having her boobies fondled, we have no idea how many have seen her bare pussy, her wide spread pussy, or finger fucked it. Of course the showing it naked has been 10,000+, I’m sure. That’s because of nude beaches and nudist parks. A good view of her lips a few 1000. The showing it spread and up close probably 500. Those spread wide were intentional to let people see it pink and wet just for fun. Keep in mind this has been randomly over 50+ years so we've had lots of time to play.

---As for being finger fucked by good friends, temporary friends, and wannabe friends we have no idea. Possibly a 100, give or take, over many years. Since some were just a quick poke and a laugh, maybe even 200, but guessing closer to 150. We’d guess that for a good old fun masturbation session by different men, around that 100 figure. Also keep in mind Dollie does not fuck others so this is our way of sharing her pussy.

---Some of those times were only a few minutes. The good ones lasted hours and were often repeated again that same day, next week, and next year with our special friends. So when we say Dollie’s been finger fucked by 100 men that does not count the many times a few very good friends have done it repeatedly over a 12-15 year period.
---Who knows how many 1000’s of times she and I have fingered that pussy ourselves! And the more I think about it there is no way to put a number on how many times we’ve been naked on a beach. Some of those times her pussy was not visible, others possibly in tight lipped crack view and others partially spread while laying, bending, or moving around. I also didn’t count the large number who have seen her Daleshot by accident and on purpose over the last 50 years.
---With this valuable information let’s see how and why a few of those finger fucking games happened. I’d guess most had to do with tits and fondling them first. Rubbing Dollie’s nipples nearly always got her juices flowing. It still amazes me she never fucked!


Cum along as we continue with more games in the sand dunes

[ModelT-MsDollie]

FINGER FUCKIN IN THE DUNES #1

---Disclaimer .....Since these games happened many years ago some details and things spoken may not be 100% accurate. But the dialoge is what might have been spoken.

WARNING---This and future stories in this TOPIC for mature perverted adults only. Not recommended for the squeemish or weak at heart. XXX


---Since the above RANDOM SURPRISE GAMES happened along Lake Michigan we’ll keep playing there. We will begin our stories around those times when we met the old people and I was getting old pussy. That way I don’t have to strain my brain or look thru papers to find out just when Dollie did start getting fingered and fondled. We know now that old Claude was dippin fingers in Dollie’s honey hole when she was 38 or 39, making this the early 80’s. And it seems like a few men were fondling her tits and rubbing her pussy in the 60's. I have also mentioned before I’d like to go back and be stuck in the early 80’s. Those seemed to be our wildest most fun and daring years. Altho after retiring at 55 things were again much like the 80’s.
----Back on the Illinois side of Lake Michigan, a few years after Dollie let a bunch of young guys fondle her titties and dangle their dicks on her ass, she was always in a special horny mood when along the Lake. Dollie often mentioned she’d like to meet some of those same guys again. I often look back on that fondling vacation amazed someone didn’t finger her or fuck her. Yes, that story is also here in the closet.
---This time we were in lower Wisconsin. We must have been closer to mid 40’s by now. Lots of guys had fondled and fingered Dollie in lots of other places. Let’s just go to the pier at Kenosha, Wisconsin. We often rode up there from where we camped near Zion, Illinois along Lake Michigan. We lived in central Illinois. Seems like there was a Studebaker museum and a lighthouse museum up there. We also loved walking out on the pier and the small parks and marinas in the area so Dollie could tit tease.
--- This is not about tits. Dollie wore only a very short loose fitting micro mini skirt and a very low blouse. As in no panties and micro as in nearly cheek showing! Very low as in nipple peeking top. Okay it is about tits too! There usually were a lot of fishermen sitting along both sides of the narrow pier which had a small light house near the end. I remember it was fairly breezy and her skirt often blew above her bare ass. I warned her and actually begged Dollie not to go out on the pier. Being a female, she was stubborn. But at times like these I am happy she was.
--- A fishing boat, maybe a 25-30’ or longer, was headed toward the boat docks. I don’t think they really intended to dock at the end of the pier until they got a peek at Dollie, her uplifted skirt, and tit poppin top. By this time a dozen old fishermen sitting on each side of the pier had gotten a view of her bare ass and her pussy. This we knew from the bare beaver and cute ass comments. Apparently they were loving it because no one seemed to be fishing. They were staring and yelling for Dollie to show MORE ASS. To tease, Dollie would occasionally bend to adjust her sandals. This was before we called those Daleshots.
---I’m guessing the fishing boat was now sitting in the water around 20-30’ below us. I’m thinking four fishermen were standing directly below Dollie’s micro mini skirt staring up from the boat. They were also making sexy comments and she was sucking it all up. As a couple of the fishermen stood at the bottom of the pier ladder Dollie walked over and stood right above the ladder. I’m guessing she had her legs slightly spread while that little skirt kept billowing in the breeze. As the first guy reached the top, Dollie moved away. Then back in front of the ladder as each of the other fishermen climbed up. Everyone of them thanked her as he stepped onto the pier.
---We visited with the fishermen and they asked if we’d like to have some fresh fish. Dollie said yes. After some tittie and ass comments I’m thinking they told us to meet them in the parking lot in about an hour . ‘Cause that’s what we did. Probably a few more sandal adjustments for the fishermen on the opposite side of the pier as we walked past. Dollie flashed her titties to a few other young men along the way. In the meantime we went to one of the museums right there in the small park. Off the pier, her skirt didn’t blow up as often. But when it did she got whistled at and complimented for showing her ass.
(Most of these stories were written from notes written soon after the events. That and the vehicles we drove make the facts fairly accurate.)
---I’m pretty sure a few of those guys who were sitting on the pier had followed us back to the park. There were never more than a couple guys together at any one time. And then not really with each other. Sort of sneaking around watching. To thank them and a few younger guys for the compliments she asked them if they’d like to see more. I don’t remember anyone saying NO! Dollie would sit on a park bench or stand up on a low wall, flashing a tit and giving them a nice beaver shot. I remember at least a few of those guys asking to see even more. Maybe she’d pull out both titties, spread her legs wider, and just grin. They’d get a peek then leave.
---Then it happened. One of the young men followed us so we wandered to a more remote area. I guess we were sitting someplace reasonably alone. He asked me, then Dollie, if he could rub that thing. He did rub it briefly. I remember him finger fucking Dollie briefly right in the park. Possibly because she spread her legs when he placed his hand on it, moaning.
----I must have remembered about the free fish or saw the fishermen with their boat and trailer across the parking area. We headed their way. I’d say the fishermen were surprised and happy to see us. No, I’m not making a banana joke but it’s probably true. Dollie got kidded about trading smelly fish for smelly pussy. Dollie said her pussy don’t smell! They again thanked us both for Dollie giving them the nice view of her tits, ass, and pussy. They did make sure we knew they saw it showing pink as she stood above that ladder on the pier.
---- Now I can’t remember if there were three or maybe five fishermen. At the pier in the boat there had been four, I’m sure. One now was sitting in the truck when we first got to that lot. Maybe he or another guy showed up next to the boat while we were visiting with them. Too many and we wouldn’t have stayed there.
---The fish ended up not being free. The deal was to let them see and feel Dollie’s pussy to see if it smelled like fish. Then she could have the package of fish. Of course Dollie said no repeatedly. I remember us being between their truck hooked to the boat on a large trailer and other parked boats in a fairly lonely marina parking lot. For extra privacy, someone suggested Dollie get in the boat. Those fishermen loved that idea because to get up into the fishing boat, Dollie had to climb a ladder then crawl over the side of the boat. She still refused.
--- I felt safer when I noticed two cop cars parked in another nearby parking lot. I mentioned this to Dollie. Some of the guys noticed too. Up until then I was keeping quiet. I learned long ago not to pressure her or beg. Leave that to the others. Now that I felt safer I told her “it would only take a minute for each guy to feel your pussy. Four or five minutes and it‘s over” It really wasn’t about fish~! We’d left camp that morning to play finger fuckin games with strangers and this was our big chance.
---After more begging by them and more refusals by Dollie, she walked over and climbed the ladder hooked over the edge of the boat. Seems like her skirt was already lifted and a few hands were rubbing Dollie’s ass during the conversation. A well placed finger and the two police cars may have helped her decide
---As she stepped up that first rung, both tits slipped out and her skirt was nearly up to her waist. The guys gave her a helping hand. In fact hands and fingers were on her tits, her ass, and in her pussy, just getting into the boat! I worried when all 3, 4, or more followed behind and surrounded Dollie. In a short time they had her stripped of her tiny top and skirt, leaving her naked and afraid. True to their word they were gentle. I stood on some sort of platform at the front of the boat trailer watching.
---Three to five 50 to 60 year old fishermen took turns dipping fingers in Dollie’s minnow bucket and smelling their fingers. As far a I remember they all gave her a clean “smell test.” At least one was fondling each breast at the same time, working her nipples too. That alone was enough to keep her flowing and happy. Time stood still. Each went way beyond the minute I mentioned. I’m sure every guy did the finger dippin more than once! ---They were taking their time, gentle, polite, asking for seconds, and Dollie seemed to be enjoying it. She never said STOP and she clearly gave permission to do it over as many times as they asked. I remember them asking me if she fucks. When we both said no they seemed satisfied. Now it scares us to imagine the things we did yesterday. When one of the police cars was spotted patrolling the marina parking lot everyone climbed down, leaving Dollie alone to dress. But after the police car passed most of the fishermen were there to help Dollie back down the ladder, again giving her a few well placed hands………… and fingers! Seems like we ate fish most of that summer vacation.
---This was the most men who finger fucked and fondled her at one time. Neither of us had any idea then or now how many fishermen were actually in that boat with her. Dollie said there had to be six or more. Of course she always said she was being worked on all afternoon too! I agree there must have been at least four because one was playing with each tit, another playing with her pussy, while it seems at least one was waiting and watching! And time wise, I think maybe 30 minutes in the boat and maybe 30 before getting in the boat. Could have been 15 to 30 minutes more saying our goodbyes, getting our fish, random finger feeling and fondling. But no one timed us. Dollie said she was scared to death. But they were all gentle and she loved it! I asked her if she had any orgasms and she just giggled.
---So a wild afternoon being masturbated by 4-5- or was it 6 men, as Dollie said. And let’s not forget the young guy that fingered her in the park earlier. There’s no way we could plan or even imagine a game like that. It took lots of luck, a fun loving woman, and men who know how to treat a woman right……… I still think it was four men in the boat! But four finger fucking Dollie repeatedly, at least two or three times each, would seem like a gang!

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---This was in 1984 or 1985 maybe. Now 2013. Nearly 30 years have passed. Lot’s of others have seen Dollie’s spread pussy, and finger fucked it, yet no one has had intercourse with her yet! We may have met those same fishermen many times since and not known it, or they may be dead. No harm was done and it’s barely a memory now. I still think fucking others would have been fun. But our lives would have not been the same and this world has changed so much we‘d never dare try any of this now.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

--SAME AFTERNOON AS DUNES #1 ABOVE.
--------------------FINGER FUCKIN IN THE DUNES #2

--- No, the above story did not take place in the sand dunes. But we were camped near some small dunes that week. After Dollie’s boating adventure with that group of fishermen she was ready for more adventures in fingerfucking. All we had to do was find a few finger fuckers. Not nearly as difficult as you may think. Wearing ass showing shorts or a mini skirt, doing some random tit flashing, it’s just like fishing. But we are using tits and ass for bait to catch pussy crazy young men. The world is full of them!
---And just by chance Dollie was all baited up, hot, and willing. I’ve always joked to her about finding her fresh fucked so I can fuck her. After being freshly finger fucked way over a dozen times, we were gonna get her fingerfucked again on that same day! And sure as hell no matter how many times she’s gonna get fingerfucked, I’m gonna finger fuck and fuck her when the day is over!
---But you ain’t heard it all. When sitting in our truck wearing that micro mini skirt it goes up to her waist. Getting in and out often causes double takes by unsuspecting victims. Although this didn’t happen often, I did the best I could to arrange it. She had a nasty way of spreading her legs and smiling at those times some guy was parked or standing near. The reactions could be as simple as Dollie saying “sorry” and putting her legs together. Or another brand new game of dip the finger. It could depend on her mood, location, and reactions of the victim.
---Looking over as I drive drives me crazy. On the short drive from the pier to our beach destination we talked constantly about her boating masturbation session. These after game talks often piss her off because they keep her hot and flowing. She also knows at the end of the day she’s gonna get fucked while I talk more about the games we played. Damned that made the sex good and the real reason for the games!
Now after all these years it's happening again free by members who read these stories and comment. For an older woman she sure can have orgasms.
---I was counting all the men who’d played today and told Dollie we needed to try to set a record we can not beat in the near future. I was calculating and I said twelve sounds like a good number. Dollie said “no way!“ I said just start pumping that wet pussy and listen. She listened. But didn’t pump! Dollie already knew we were on our way to find at least one more victim. So I had some explaining to do. “If you masturbate yourself while we are going to the beach, I finger you in the parking lot when we get there, I agree that six guys fingered you in the boat, count that young guy earlier, then one more will count as a dozen. And if we cheat and count each twice, that‘s two dozen fingefucks in one afternoon. ” I told her that I don’t think there were any more than four or five guys in the boat but each did finger you two or three times so just counting twelve finger fucks is fair.
---Dollie gave me that LOOK and started masturbating. Rather than the beach parking lot which would probably be crowded, I stopped at the local park parking lot along the Lake Shore first. As I pulled into the lot Dollie told me it’s my turn, spreading her legs and her pussy lips by hand. I told her she was a good girl, all we need is one more fingerfucker, as I worked on that juicy thing.
---You ain’t gonna believe this. I had just started. A young guy, 20ish rolled in beside my truck on a motorcycle, staring in the passenger window. I was in an end spot. Thought it was safe and private. Damned bikers! He’d killed the engine so he could sneak up. Found out he’d seen Dollie’s titties as I passed by a corner earlier. He wanted a closer look. He told us this was way more than he expected to see. But loved it!
---My finger was ramming in and out of Dollie’s pussy, her legs spread wide. She was yelling that she was cumming and ramming her pussy up to meet my downward thrusts. Fuck him, I wasn’t about to stop now and Dollie didn‘t seem to care if he watched! The kid removed his helmet and politely asked “ya need any help?” You ain’t gonna believe this either. Dollie said “yes we do.” The kid opened the passenger door, leaned in over Dollie, and as soon as I pulled my fingers out, he dove in with one or two of his own! Crap we got number twelve without even trying.
---The young biker may have only been 20ish. But he knew how to work a pussy and a set of titties! He was soon sitting in the truck next to Dollie, fingerfucking and working on one tit, then the other. Seems like he may have even sucked on a nipple. She was yelling that she was having orgasms, so I began working on the left tittie too. Me and the biker rubbed and pulled on a nipple, as he dipped at least two fingers in and out of that well wet pussy. Another 30 minutes, or more, getting finger fucked and fondled. We thanked him. He thanked us, and we headed for the beach.
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----Sorry this story still wasn’t in the Dunes. But we could see Lake Michigan from our truck while Dollie got fingerfucked. As I've said before, ya just can't plan this stuff or make it up.

[ModelT-MsDollie]

--PICTURE THIS
---The beach I am talking about was a City Park. A manmade beach graded and possibly with sand added. There were even lifeguard stands patrolled on weekends and busy days. Out in the Lake is a concrete breakwater creating a smooth pool complete with a marked off area for little kids, then a section for non swimmers. I call it the FAMILY BEACH. Mostly young couples and grandparents with little kids and teens.
---For those not familiar with the Wisconsin side of Lake Michigan, the lake is normally choppy, sometimes with high waves. The lake is filled with what I call assorted potato sized various shaped smooth shiny stones, constantly rolling and changing shapes from eons of churning in the lake. This makes walking in the water and near the shoreline awkward for those with tenderfeet, like Dollie. Many wear tennis shoes. The beach we’d eventually go to was this way. Also, there are sections of shoreline with trees and marshy areas meeting the waters edge. Not really as much free beach as you may think. But even on the Michigan side with a sandy bottom, we only went to walk along the shoreline and sunbath.
---I’m thinking the Family Beach had a sand bottom. We’d stop at the Family beach just to people watch and be watched. Then move on north to what I called the GROWN UP BEACH. Usually it had college aged kids, adults, and old retired people, all scattered in various age groups, sort of like it was planned. Not many kids. People sunbathing, cooking on grills, playing games, and other normal adult beach things. This was where we’d see skimpy swimsuits, sometimes titties exposed from topless sunbathers on their tummys. But rarely topless or nudies in the open. Yet, flashing and fondling sometimes happened toward the more remote areas where shrubs and small trees sheltered from the parking lots and other swimmers. Beer may have helped this! I’m guessing this larger natural beach was several miles north of the college campus, another reason for the cute college kids. A fun beach to play games.