maybe i should have tagged this on serendipity's current thread, as it kinda relates to some points we made, but there again, it could take things off on a tangent..there is no real issue here, its a bit of fun, and the circumstances will mostly be unique to ourselves, as i can't imagine any of you guys being a stupid as we
ok, earlier yesterday, i sent a text to "the master". the message was simple, "we're out tonight, we'll do a show for the guys earlier rather than later, lets hook up at 9:30, bring your dvd player, got something to show you, but i'm not opening the window for any twat tonight mate, you'll have to dive in the back".
arrival time at the big site, 8:20 pm. five cars, one couple. we park up and switch off the lights, its a clear night, the stars twinkle magnificently, the air has an autuminal chill to it now..outside the car, the world is black..the first murmers can be heard through the slightly ajar window, then, the words i had been dreading. "is that mr and mrs dirty over there"? we could hear the couple enquire of the fellas. our social detector went off the scale as i managed to close the window, hit the lights, release the brake, put the car in drive and start the engine in under two seconds flat..
enter the second carpark, time, 8:40. one slow circuit shows one other couple, and seven cars..we hadn't seen the couple before. we park well away, amongst the trees, the doggers can walk, lazy twats :lol: "there", mrs dirty has seen three lads moving toward a tree, my side..the shadows merge imperceptibly with the tree trunks, a second glance, assisted by distant headlights , shows they have dissapeared, only to re emerge at mrs dirty's side, 15 feet distant..my seat goes back with a resounding clunk, mrs d's recline is more gracefull, and silent. momentarilly, a face appears at the window, its the face of a young guy, clean shaven, tall and what most would consider, good looking..he retreats to the shadows..
i loosen my trousers, and struggle out of them. "you are hard quick" giggles mrs d as she gives me a slow hand.."what vibrator have you got"? i ask, "the pink one" is the reply, reffering to a solid piece of tackle dubbed the "whisperer. mrs dirty throws a long, fishnet clad leg over mine, too soon to remove the knickers, she wants the boys to see them first, they are new, a retro glam rock sequened item reminiscent of a las vegas showgirl's garment..suddenly her knickers throw off rays of light in every direction, my first thought is that they have exploded..the car fills with a halo of silver light, and the boys start to glow, their expressions are startled..instincly i look to the stars, expecting to see something not of this world hovering menacingly above us..
mrs dirty lets out a scream, she points to my window..outside, and looking in, is a figure..it is bathed in green light..i wind down the glass, what horrible experimentation awaits us i wonder? the figure holds up an object toward me, then, as a button is depressed, a loud wailing beep eminates from within, i freeze.."look at this dirty" says the creature..three figures are now dispersing..its only our mate "truckstop" with more mobile phone pornography to share..for the next five minutes we are entertained by acts of such gross depravity i despair of my now limp organ ever twitching again..
we were still pondering how "truckstop" managed to squeeze his car inbetween the trees, when the familiar sound of "the master's" twatmobile rings out from behind the ancient specimens of buxus sempervirens..a phone rings, its "truckstops" direct flange alert line..it transpires a vehicle has left one venue, and believed to be heading our way, it contains a couple, and this babe is hot..
we move to the open area in which "the master" has parked..as i open my window to greet him, a figure approaches..its "puppyfat", come to say hello..he gives us a sit rep, ten minutes later, we know who has been fucking who, and with what..out comes the flask, "coffee anyone" enquires my good lady..evidently dogging is thirsty the lads sup my finest columbian with relish.."the master" is putting various leads into his dvd player, i hand him the disk..he gets in, i get out..the lads gather around..i look to the stars, they are beautifull, i think about my springer spaniel who died two years ago, i wonder where she is now, then laughter brings me back to earth..a slender oriental is getting a cum bath, the lads are getting animated as they enthusistically slurp my coffee :lol:
we are distracted by the constant blinking of hazard lights..the new couple are showing, but without light..it seems the light show is a ploy to cast illumination upon the scene..after some muttering, we return to the film. three lads join us.."is it homemade"? one asks, i reply its not.."whats the crack over there"? enquires one of our number. "they've been playing about for a while, too dark to see, thought we was missing something here".."oh, ok, were you the lads over in the trees earlier"? i ask, "yes mate, we thought we were in, we heard the seat go down, then that bloke pulled over, dunno how he missed the trees, and yap yap yap, so we fucked off, i said to these, nothing will happen now" i laughed, "yeah, sorry about that boys, he's ok, as good as gold, just bad timing" there was a pause, "you up for anything now then"? i said nothing, it was doubtfull, at one time we would have taken such an oppertunity for photo fun, but not now, not here..too many such times had such a situation been read as the precursor to something more intimate, despite our assurances it was just a bit of camera fun..
the crowd around the newbie "showers" was dispersing, i left the lads to it, and stole the oppertunity for a peek..i stood in silence, then stood in a six inch deep puddle
"pssst, mate, is your missus up for some fun"? i couldn't be bothered to explain we didn't do involvement, i could see it was one of the trio that had stood amongst the trees, it seemed typical, that had we managed the show, then even amongst them, new faces, they had expected at least a blow job.."i think she has gone off the boil mate", i shrugged, and walked back to the car, "if you change your mind, we'll be at xx xxxxxxx" i looked back towards him, and nodded, "ok" i said, now, more than ever, determined that our dogging days at this site must draw to a close..looking at the large gathering at our vehicle made me wonder how our spontaneous show in front of distant voyeurs had ever degenerated to this carnival atmosphere, but the boys were having fun, they were a happy bunch, it was lovely to see..i looked at "truckstop" and then "puppyfat", i smiled, their characters exuded a gentle innocence that was immediately endearing..it emerged that another couple had entered the carpark, and were already entertaining at the top end..it seemed an appropiate time to leave, it was a good oppertunity for the new fellas to have their involvement..i shouted our intentions to the boys, "we're going for a drive guys, its bloody freezing, we'll catch you later", "ok dirty, see you in a bit then".we left, five cars followed..we pulled in to the other carpark 15 minutes later. 10 cars were in. judging by the small gatherings, there was some action expected..we parked up, and wondered if we should just "show and go"? then there was a rap on the window.."have you got a puncture mate" came the muffled enquiry., origional, i thought, as carefully stepped outside. the loud hissing now eminating from the front tyre was immediatly of concearn, my spare was all but buggered.."thank you mate, appreciate it" i shouted as we made a dash for home..we made it, but the rubber was smoking, and it was completely flat :lol:
text messages arrived thick and fast..our departure had been observed, and 'the master" was now relaying the concearns of the gang..we assured them we were fine..the boys were wondering if we had gone somewhere private, how many guys would mrs d have at a time? would we be back?
now, before anyone does the "tyre going down on me" gags, i've already heard them :lol: :lol: but, as i explained to "the master", its time to leave the circus, and we'll be doing so with a cheery wave, no regrets, its been a hoot..its now time for us to get back to basics, and to further explore the possibilities at the lesser known spots around the county..any ideas guys..but before you ask, no, we won't be opening the window for any twat, and this time we fucking mean it
and despite it being several months ago if not years, it is still very fresh and vivid in my mind, and one to treasure.