I'm about to use the C word...cooking <insert dramatic music here> :shock: - so naturally I'm putting it off to the last minute!
Just wanted to wish all you lovely dogging section bods a very merry Christmas
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Happpy Christmas & New Year Doggers!!!
Late in the day, but festive cheer to you too Dippy..I've just driven the best part of 200 miles 
Popped into four sites on the way back (no really :lol: it was just out of interest...it F'ing really was just a bit of fun research 
:lol: ) and i'm pleased to report, there were NO doggers to be seen, but then again, its still kinda early yet :lol:
It wasn't entirely a pervy free day, for i did take a quick peek at the festive swimmers doing their charity fancy dress plunge at Hunstanton :shock: And there were a few bikini and lingerie clad lassies there, i can tell ya :twisted:
Bizzarely, i've quite suddenly and dramatically developed a couple of fetishes :? They "hit" me last night during my second large gin and tonic..Anyway, not had me dinner yet..don't really fancy it :cry: I really could handle a plate of spaghetti, but roast dinner...urggg
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Popped into four sites on the way back (no really :lol: it was just out of interest...it F'ing really was just a bit of fun research :lol: ) and i'm pleased to report, there were NO doggers to be seen, but then again, its still kinda early yet :lol:It wasn't entirely a pervy free day, for i did take a quick peek at the festive swimmers doing their charity fancy dress plunge at Hunstanton :shock: And there were a few bikini and lingerie clad lassies there, i can tell ya :twisted:
Bizzarely, i've quite suddenly and dramatically developed a couple of fetishes :? They "hit" me last night during my second large gin and tonic..Anyway, not had me dinner yet..don't really fancy it :cry: I really could handle a plate of spaghetti, but roast dinner...urggg
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Bizzarely, i've quite suddenly and dramatically developed a couple of fetishes
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and there was me thinking you loved a good roast !! :P
and dippy..great to see you around.. i know its not really yo...but i do have this image of you with knickers always round ya ankles...ummm..merry
Sex God
Dippy, SRNE, Dirty, Dean and all other doggers out there, Happy christmas to you all and hope you all have a brilliant 2008.
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and there was me hinking ou loved a good raost !!
Sounds like you've got a problem with your microphone Dean
Who was the fella that did that as a gimick? Norman Collier wasn't it? :lol: Truth is mate, i've been scoffing sausage rolls all day, and was feeling kinda wiped out :lol: Still, i'm roasted up now, so thank fuck thats over with..I said to Mrs Dirty "shall we dispense with the eating formalities?" but those German genes always rear their head on such occassions as this "nein, it is the regulations"
As for your inuendo :lol: Then indeed, Mrs Dirty is very partial to an al fresco spit roast..It is difficult, given her height, or rather the length of her legs
In order to gain entry, she has to spread her legs so far apart that were she wearing orange, she'd look like a fucking giraffe at a drinking hole :lol: I'm no recept'ee myself however, although in dogging the carparks around Thetford i fear the screams of an uncle Dirty being stuck like a wild pig will one day be an inevitability :? :lol:
Sex God
Merry Xmas all
My dogging for the rest of this year will be confined to staring out the train window on Sat and Sunday as it hammers past said local dogging spot, always pains me being so close yet unable to do it.
I stayed in bed till nearly teatime trying to get rid of this blasted flu.
Hot toddy about to be made.
Regards
Harry Jones
My dogging for the rest of this year will be confined to staring out the train window on Sat and Sunday as it hammers past said local dogging spot, always pains me being so close yet unable to do it.
I stayed in bed till nearly teatime trying to get rid of this blasted flu.
Hot toddy about to be made.
Regards
Harry Jones
Orgasminator
A belated mery xmas to you all from us guys too, lets hope the dogging new year kicks off with a bang. 
Sexlightened
And a "Happy new year" dogging to all
good hunting and enjoy.........
good hunting and enjoy.........
OK, new year revelation time I think
I've been dogging, twice in the last six weeks.
And not as a voyeur! :eeek:
The first time was unplanned. Lust and the proximity of a dim country car park took over, it was completely deserted but it dawned me (as my boobs were pressing up against the icy cold bonnet) that if a car came in, I wouldn't care! The second time was planned, arrangements made with a friend and a very gentlemanly dogger and anticipated for a week or so. I'd been thinking for a while that I'd get an erotic thrill from watching the watcher and a very specific fantasy was suddenly on the verge of being realised. Ohhhh my, how horny was that!! :twisted:
I'm not sure where this slight exhibitionist streak has emerged from and it's still early days. I don't know if I'll ever be up for more than a single audience member as there's something very erotic about the intimacy of only one person watching but it's definitely something I'll be doing again.
How did this happen? :lol:
I've been dogging, twice in the last six weeks.
And not as a voyeur! :eeek:
The first time was unplanned. Lust and the proximity of a dim country car park took over, it was completely deserted but it dawned me (as my boobs were pressing up against the icy cold bonnet) that if a car came in, I wouldn't care! The second time was planned, arrangements made with a friend and a very gentlemanly dogger and anticipated for a week or so. I'd been thinking for a while that I'd get an erotic thrill from watching the watcher and a very specific fantasy was suddenly on the verge of being realised. Ohhhh my, how horny was that!! :twisted:
I'm not sure where this slight exhibitionist streak has emerged from and it's still early days. I don't know if I'll ever be up for more than a single audience member as there's something very erotic about the intimacy of only one person watching but it's definitely something I'll be doing again.
How did this happen? :lol:
I'm not being lazy, I'm recycling like a good girl! :smug:
It's that time of year again, so here's wishing all of the dogging gang a very Happy Christmas!
This year, I finally managed to visit the fabled woodlands of Norfolk....and am rather envious of the locations there!
Happy new year too!
It's that time of year again, so here's wishing all of the dogging gang a very Happy Christmas!
This year, I finally managed to visit the fabled woodlands of Norfolk....and am rather envious of the locations there!
Happy new year too!
I’ve been rather neglecting of the dogging board haven’t I? 
What with reporters masquerading as fellow perverts so as befriend me for the purposes of car park infiltration and gripes with administrative inconsistencies I felt seeking ones pleasures in the chat room whilst wanking ones cock on cam, whispering whimsical flirtations and constantly alluding to the rigidity of ones chopper to be both safer and probably as stimulating :twisted: . I now have five shags lined up for the new year, but I confess to having some reservations about Charlotte’s psychological wellbeing on account of her insistence I take her anally and make no attempt to tinker with her clitoris which by her own admission can be embarrassingly large when engorged and has previously been likened to a dirty great fucking cock . The insensitivity of some people toward such trivial physical abnormalities never fails to astound me . The fact that her labia resembles a pair of dangling bollocks is yet another cross to be borne by this hapless minx and I’ll be mindful of her assurance that tugging her long blonde locks during doggy style copulation might be traumatically revelatory 
ops: .
Oh what a year it has been! :P Pivotal moments that almost defy description due to the spiritual essence being greater in magnitude than the combination of any of the physical components. Meeting JTS in a car park as dusk descends upon our Norfolk forest being but one example of the difficulties that arise in attempting to convey a scenario that seems to respect the enormity of a occasion by enhancing it with a liberal and fortuitous sprinkling of angel dust
. How more appropriate could it have been that on that very night, “The Legend” was in residence? One could only look on in awe as these two monumental forces of perversity acted with instinctive cooperation on spotting a pair of bared breasts swaying like slate layer’s nail bags at the furthest reaches of the car park. It was a master class in dogging by two elite exponents of our pervy pastime .
Another such moment was my offer of acting in the capacity of chaperone and chauffeur being graciously accepted by that illustrious minx of al fresco perversity, her herself, Serendipity 8-) . Whilst playfully cutting swathes through the shifting sands that comprise the fire trails of the forested region known as the Brecklands in my dogging assault vehicle, the enormity of the situation dawned on me! :shock: From that moment on, I would be despised and envied by every red blooded dogger in the land :cry: .
Having this past four years waxed lyrical about the sheer carnage and mayhem meted out in our local car parks on an almost nightly basis, it would hardly have been surprising if there was a little trepidation in the air. Fate conspired to bowl me a satanic googly however by ensuring the car parks in our local zone of perversion were all but devoid of dogger life throughout the duration of our visit! :oops: Tantalising glimpses of vehicular orbiting and stalking techniques were occasionally bestowed upon us as we sat listening to the gentle patter of rain upon the russet leaves that carpeted the Autumnal forest floor. The fleeting shadow of a solitary gentleman dogger danced upon the trunks of the gently swaying pines as he made stealthy passage about our vehicle. It was a truly wondrous night in the most enchanting company, and yet another city dweller has been shown the true meaning of “darkness” :twisted: .
As for the 2009 perving calendar? Well, we have been pondering, formulating and cogitating :oops: , and we have now drafted out some subtle scenarios which we’d like to entice those of equally subtle mind. Six years on from our tentative explorations into the seedy world of car park exhibitionism and voyeurism and we have to face the grim but observational fact that the passage of time hasn’t been kind to us :cry: . Where once we would grace a car park with youth and enthusiasm, we are now both resigned to the fact we look a pair of cunts :oops: . The shaggers are increasingly of the opinion that dogging is a colloquial term used to describe the thrusting actions of cock in vagina, and “voyeurism” is something you do whilst impatiently waiting in the queue with your trousers lying about your ankles but we remain steadfast and undeterred in our resolve to find kindred spirits amongst our forest brethren and entertain on our own terms :P .
An amusing PM for you demonstrative of the literate correspondence we increasingly attract.
From: stxxxxxx
To: dirtydoggers
Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 2:58 am
Subject: sex
were you from
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Little fucker :twisted: .
We wish you a wonderful week of mirth and lust, and through the gross commercialism that conspires to hypnotise us into believing that man’s world is anything but a glittering disco ball, may we all take time to be still, and let true unselfish love pervade our very beings.
P.S..If any of you birds reading this have got yourselves a bit horny thinking about the owd cock, could you bear me in mind for a charity shag early in the next year please?
:wink:
What with reporters masquerading as fellow perverts so as befriend me for the purposes of car park infiltration and gripes with administrative inconsistencies I felt seeking ones pleasures in the chat room whilst wanking ones cock on cam, whispering whimsical flirtations and constantly alluding to the rigidity of ones chopper to be both safer and probably as stimulating :twisted: . I now have five shags lined up for the new year, but I confess to having some reservations about Charlotte’s psychological wellbeing on account of her insistence I take her anally and make no attempt to tinker with her clitoris which by her own admission can be embarrassingly large when engorged and has previously been likened to a dirty great fucking cock . The insensitivity of some people toward such trivial physical abnormalities never fails to astound me . The fact that her labia resembles a pair of dangling bollocks is yet another cross to be borne by this hapless minx and I’ll be mindful of her assurance that tugging her long blonde locks during doggy style copulation might be traumatically revelatory ops: .Oh what a year it has been! :P Pivotal moments that almost defy description due to the spiritual essence being greater in magnitude than the combination of any of the physical components. Meeting JTS in a car park as dusk descends upon our Norfolk forest being but one example of the difficulties that arise in attempting to convey a scenario that seems to respect the enormity of a occasion by enhancing it with a liberal and fortuitous sprinkling of angel dust
. How more appropriate could it have been that on that very night, “The Legend” was in residence? One could only look on in awe as these two monumental forces of perversity acted with instinctive cooperation on spotting a pair of bared breasts swaying like slate layer’s nail bags at the furthest reaches of the car park. It was a master class in dogging by two elite exponents of our pervy pastime .Another such moment was my offer of acting in the capacity of chaperone and chauffeur being graciously accepted by that illustrious minx of al fresco perversity, her herself, Serendipity 8-) . Whilst playfully cutting swathes through the shifting sands that comprise the fire trails of the forested region known as the Brecklands in my dogging assault vehicle, the enormity of the situation dawned on me! :shock: From that moment on, I would be despised and envied by every red blooded dogger in the land :cry:
. Having this past four years waxed lyrical about the sheer carnage and mayhem meted out in our local car parks on an almost nightly basis, it would hardly have been surprising if there was a little trepidation in the air. Fate conspired to bowl me a satanic googly however by ensuring the car parks in our local zone of perversion were all but devoid of dogger life throughout the duration of our visit! :oops: Tantalising glimpses of vehicular orbiting and stalking techniques were occasionally bestowed upon us as we sat listening to the gentle patter of rain upon the russet leaves that carpeted the Autumnal forest floor. The fleeting shadow of a solitary gentleman dogger danced upon the trunks of the gently swaying pines as he made stealthy passage about our vehicle. It was a truly wondrous night in the most enchanting company, and yet another city dweller has been shown the true meaning of “darkness” :twisted: .
As for the 2009 perving calendar? Well, we have been pondering, formulating and cogitating :oops: , and we have now drafted out some subtle scenarios which we’d like to entice those of equally subtle mind. Six years on from our tentative explorations into the seedy world of car park exhibitionism and voyeurism and we have to face the grim but observational fact that the passage of time hasn’t been kind to us :cry: . Where once we would grace a car park with youth and enthusiasm, we are now both resigned to the fact we look a pair of cunts :oops: . The shaggers are increasingly of the opinion that dogging is a colloquial term used to describe the thrusting actions of cock in vagina, and “voyeurism” is something you do whilst impatiently waiting in the queue with your trousers lying about your ankles but we remain steadfast and undeterred in our resolve to find kindred spirits amongst our forest brethren and entertain on our own terms :P .
An amusing PM for you demonstrative of the literate correspondence we increasingly attract.
From: stxxxxxx
To: dirtydoggers
Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 2:58 am
Subject: sex
were you from
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Little fucker :twisted: .
We wish you a wonderful week of mirth and lust, and through the gross commercialism that conspires to hypnotise us into believing that man’s world is anything but a glittering disco ball, may we all take time to be still, and let true unselfish love pervade our very beings.
P.S..If any of you birds reading this have got yourselves a bit horny thinking about the owd cock, could you bear me in mind for a charity shag early in the next year please?
:wink:
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I'm about to use the C word...cooking
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
(I'm havin' dinner at the ex's house, wiv de kids an' 'er new guy....NO COOKIN' (fer-me))
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Just wanted to wish all you lovely dogging section bods a very merry Christmas
Yes, Merry Christmas and a happy dogging year to you as well....
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I see you have been at the bottle again.....you'll need a good writer to assist you in your intent to pen the Pervo-Novello next year....best wishes.....
Happy whicheverreligiousfestivalyou'rehaving to all, and happy new year as well...
Ish.
Jts
Sex God
Merry Christmas and a happy dogging new year to you all. Hope you all find some nice places to be naughty in the new year.
PS Santa just arrived early at ours and two new pairs of thigh boots now need trying out, just a shame I can't walk in them as the heels are too high
PS Santa just arrived early at ours and two new pairs of thigh boots now need trying out, just a shame I can't walk in them as the heels are too high
Master of Sex
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OK, new year revelation time I think
I've been dogging, twice in the last six weeks.
And not as a voyeur! :eeek:
:shock: :shock: :shock: Blimey, Dippy - so you've finally crossed over to the dark side! :lol:
That was last year, this year I've been a bit of slacker on both fronts John!
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It was a truly wondrous night in the most enchanting company, and yet another city dweller has been shown the true meaning of “darkness” :twisted:
I'm bringing luminous gloves next time, not being able to see my own hands was tooooo freaky
The trick, 'dippy, is to not look at lights, any lights.
That includes having the radio on, and the dash lights.
After about 15 minutes of total blackness you'll notice that you will gradually be able to distinguish between a tree and a person....after a while you be able to judge exactly where your hands are, and where you want them to be, without being able to see either....hands or place to put them...
Then some pillock drives in with high beams on...and most of the guys will be blind again....for 15 minutes...so you shut your eyes and let the pillock drive past....them use the light to look about you to see where people are....
It's all good fun....and bearing in mind that your own wood is as dark as the ace of spades most nights....
That includes having the radio on, and the dash lights.
After about 15 minutes of total blackness you'll notice that you will gradually be able to distinguish between a tree and a person....after a while you be able to judge exactly where your hands are, and where you want them to be, without being able to see either....hands or place to put them...
Then some pillock drives in with high beams on...and most of the guys will be blind again....for 15 minutes...so you shut your eyes and let the pillock drive past....them use the light to look about you to see where people are....
It's all good fun....and bearing in mind that your own wood is as dark as the ace of spades most nights....
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I see you have been at the bottle again.
Okay..So what gave it away?
There is no “blackness” that compares to the inky dark that descends upon our forest at night
. The light pollution is minimal. For anyone residing in the Southern regions of Britain, their light spill is probably unnoticeable due to familiarity, but glaringly conspicuous by its absence when visiting less densely populated regions such as ours. When the moon is full and the skies are clear, then the clarity of the heavens above the statuesque pines can be awe inspiring. However, in the absence of starlight or the glare of a radiant moon, the enchantment of the forest is quickly replaced by a cloak of sombreness that is referred to locally as “claspers’ veil” :lol:
You see. For your eyes to become accustomed to the dark, there has to be at least some light, no matter how minimal. On a moonless night in our Winter’s forest, there may be no such light
. Evolution has equipped us with superior sensitivity to the optical awareness of motion when viewed peripherally, but even this advantageous sensory facility is rendered redundant on such a night. Tis a time when the cries of “who’s hand is that on my cock?” ring out across the car park as yet another clasper has taken advantage of the fact his hand cannot be visually traced back to his person by reference to his arm :shock: . It is a time where sexual interaction is FELT but goes mostly unseen, and depending on an individual’s perspective, this can be both a good, or a bad thing :lol: .It is a bizarre experience to hear the crunching of booted feet upon hard packed earth approaching, and to sense the proximity of the wearer as he passes within a whisker, yet for him to remain unseen throughout his passage except for the glow of his almost obligatory cigarette end :shock: . One of our own most memorable occasions occurred on such a night. Aware that there was some rampant activity occurring upon a torchlight picnic table some metres beyond the tree line, Mrs dirty and myself in our naivety presumed to amble over in the gloom to oversee the proceedings whilst harbouring the vague hope that our exit from the car and our subsequent stroll would go unnoticed by those that dogg.
Mrs Dirty grasped my arm and sniggered “look behind you”. As I turned, I was greeted by the sight of what appeared to be a string of orange fairy lights :? . With no sense of perspective against the inky black backdrop, it was difficult to comprehend what it was I was seeing, or indeed, to get any perception of scale. Then it quickly occurred to me that some of the lights appeared to be “dancing”, whilst others were becoming momentarily brighter. They formed a semi circle around us and for a fleeting moment I assured myself we were about to become abductees in yet another East Anglian UFO incident! :shock:
Then there was a cough, and a deep voice resonated into the dark void “You going on the table sweetheart?” :? . Mrs Dirty suggested we do an about turn, and the fairy lights parted, forming a landing strip back top our car. Now I think back to that famed UFO incident in Rendlesham forest, where American servicemen spotted lights in the woods emitting sparks like molten lava and hovering only feet about the forest floor whilst radiating at various intensities, and I smile, knowingly :twisted: .
