Hi.
I'm not new to this game, been "in" it for decades.
I'm looking for some new couples to do dogging with...I'm getting a bit fed-up with all these fit birds...20-somethings and nice bodies etc...gettin' bored with them...would like sum unfit birds...baggy bodies and sagging tits etc...something a bit "lived-in" in fact...like they know what goes where...you know the sort of thing...
I'm NOt fit, getting on to being ancient...5 foot tall and the same around...a bit over 21 stone and very decrepit...tried thetford forest but it wasn't quite big enough for me to fit in...would like to broaden (as in make bigger) my dogging horizons...
Am I invited Naughty Wigan Couple!? lol
I know about these "earthy-ladies", had a hand-job off one the other night.....I let a "visiting" dogger (let !) use my "local" last saturday night...he got a shag out of it...
Well, about thetford forest...I keep meaning to have another return visit....but I always seem to arrive just as the last ticket has been sold/given out.....as you know, space is at a premium there (the forest is big enough, but the carparks fill-up quickly)....last time there, there was a lady entertaining at the picnic tables....the queue stretched to thetford itself...I really must save the pennies for the fuel....before it costs too much to ever be able to travel there again...(!)
Then there's the other problem...so many good sites on the way....I never seem to get past Cambridge.............................................
For those of an "alternative" disposition, on the other side of the picnic area (the one next the carpark) (2mile) there was a young man getting loads of attention from those men of a more mature age...
Sorry...I'll read the AUP next week......and the advice files the week after that.....gotta get past the "my sacs full and I need to unload" post yet...
Anyway....'dipity....on my last visit to the said location, I arrived in the dark....(hides my inherent bad looks) and parked the motor....when I got out it was like a scene from "night of the zombies".........shambling shadows detached themselves from the trees...shufling slowly towards the car....a pincer movement developed from the left and the right wing moved to cover a possible escape route....then they noticed it was a single guy "just another wanker guys, no couple"....came from the scouts...at which point they formed an orderly group and continued talking....
Funny how they all seem to keep to the carpark...you walk into the trees and there are people shagging everywhere...oh well.....
I only go there when I fancy a drive...and coming back home from an airfield nearby...must get the planner and the longrange weather forecast out and go later in the year...
hi i am celebrating the big 50 this year i also feel like jomu bbut hey we must plod on and find that kind of woman that is normal not slim and model like
Not only silent approach, but with a matt black frame (carbon fibre with kevlar reinforcing and kevlar disk brakes....electric motor with lithium ion lightweight batteries)
The fastest zimmer in the west (well, east of england anyway)
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you sound like the fastest milkman in the west
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I thought I'd found them, in a cp at a local "new" town.
I was parked halfway down and waiting.....anyone coming in had to pass me (so I can 'ave a look in as they pass). Those not passing were silhouette by the streetlights.
In comes a motor and doesn't pass, but parks. The light illuminates a couple, the bloke stares at my motor, then they start the K&C movement, which rapidly changes to the K, G and D movement.
The woman climbs on the guy (in the driving seat..I know, gear levers and steering wheels.....) he pulls her dress above her waist (to about shoulder level) and starts the elevator movement (up and down), while practicing breast massage.
At this point I decided that it was proper to go over and watch......after about 10 minutes the window comes down (aha...A "get yer hands on these" request)...........
Instead the guy says "can I fuckin' 'elp yer"
(at this point it becomes obvious, even to a moron, that all is not what it should have been)
Instead of just shuffling into the night muttering apologies and genuflecting, I said (in a moment of complete insanity) "sorry mate, nice bum"
At which point he goes ballistic and gets out of the motor with just a shirt on and heads in my direction..............after nearly going into hysterics (the guy was wearing those big knee-high socks with turn-overs on the top), I decided he meant business and headed for the horizon.....only to remember my motor....by then he'd decided that driving after a laughing idiot was preferable to running after him without pants.....so I got the hell out fast.
After that I adopted the "visible walk-past" as the main modus operendi.....