Thanks

5 Apr 2010

just wanted to say Thank You to a nice couple that put on a show at a panoramic location near Ringwood tonight around midnight(monday) Just shame that a gang of boyracers and other cretins turned up and ruined it - didn't get a chance to say "Thanks" so maybe they will read this.

6 Apr 2010

Quote by kozak
just wanted to say Thank You to a nice couple that put on a show at a panoramic location near Ringwood tonight around midnight(monday) Just shame that a gang of boyracers and other cretins turned up and ruined it - didn't get a chance to say "Thanks" so maybe they will read this.

Nice to see that some guys are gents and we hope the couple you mentioned get your message. Well done to you sir. :thumbup: Hope many more take your lead on this and follow suit.

6 Apr 2010

I got quite excited for a moment there. Seeing the name “Shad” led me to imagine Kozak had only gone and copped himself a result with one of me favourite ladies :smitten:. Lucky I read beyond the name as I was poised to PM him so he could regale me with the smutty voyeuristic details lol

. Not too lecherous am I? redface

6 Apr 2010

Quote by dirtydoggers
I got quite excited for a moment there. Seeing the name “Shad” led me to imagine Kozak had only gone and copped himself a result with one of me favourite ladies :smitten:. Lucky I read beyond the name as I was poised to PM him so he could regale me with the smutty voyeuristic details . Not too lecherous am I?

Bloody hell Unc that reply was a bit brief. You in a rush? :lol: nice to see you on the dogging forum again though. Wondered if you had managed to get up our way at all recently? As i recall you were intending to do so.

6 Apr 2010

I write just as much in the way of utterly inane bollocks as I ever did, but my rhythmic tapping of keys is unnerving Mrs Dirty who finds it rather too reminiscent of machine gun fire confused

She isn’t old enough to remember the war of course, but being half German and characteristically humourless with it, any “associations” are inevitably construed as a piss take :sad: . Its not like I’m humming the Dambuster’s March whilst typing, but such is life with herr Oberfahrer Dirty. I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve been neglecting “this place” of late redface

, so I’ll endeavour to contribute a little more frequently if a suitable opportunity presents itself.. lol

Regarding our proposed expedition to your car park, no, we’ve not yet been. Our host and chaperone is one of your own regional doggers who we’ve had the pleasure of meeting a couple of times now, but he has been overseas these last few months so we’ve been unable to negotiate a deal.
Hopefully things on your battlefront won’t have spiralled into further decline by the time we get there? I did have a cyber drive through the area courtesy of Google Street but I didn’t spot you :sad: .

7 Apr 2010

I've missed you Unc.

7 Apr 2010

Ah bless ya. You are the only one though :sad: . I was getting to think if I pegged it I’d be lucky if the fucking undertaker remembered to turn up. We can’t talk dogging quite as prolifically as we once did due to a near total abandonment of the County’s mainstream car parks in favour of more productive areas currently being kept under wraps. Now’t wrong with the big places, but these are just experimental proving grounds so some of the newbies and less resilient can find their feet before their dogging aspirations are quashed in their infancy.
This is where everyone thinks, “Fat bastaaaard, not that old nutshell. Hasn’t got any mates so now wants to be the big man to get the attentive ears, then says he can’t tell us to keep us all interested, matey and subservient”. Yeah, okay, a little bit maybe redface

. Na, these aren’t “heaving” under a mound of swaying testicles or drumming to the sound of a North Easterly reverberating betwixt a multitude of bared piss flaps. These are just, “quaint” in the sense guys ask permission before any gynaecological explorations, and indeed “quaint” in the sense permission is expected lol

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There are some “rum” sights out in the main places now chap. The last time we saw a couple in a manic car park things were getting rather confrontational. Mum and dad tattooed on calloused knuckles, love and hate on weather beaten neck, arms held in the posture of a bulldog and shouting “I’ll have the fucking lot of you”. She fucking did too! She’d done so many rounds with the lads I swear she had a cauliflower cunt.
Maybe its an age thing, but we've been enjoying a more sedate pace of late. At our time of life its not so much exhibitionism as making an exhibition of ourselves, but whipping her bra off to reveal what were once pert tits hanging down a like slate layer’s nail bags always guarantees a laugh :lol: .

7 Apr 2010

Quote by dirtydoggers
but whipping her bra off to reveal what were once pert tits hanging down a like slate layer’s nail bags always guarantees a laugh .

Oh the image in my mind....

7 Apr 2010

Quote by dirtydoggers
Ah bless ya. You are the only one though :sad: ..

Oh no he isnt kiss

Quote by dirtydoggers
Maybe its an age thing, but we've been enjoying a more sedate pace of late. At our time of life its not so much exhibitionism as making an exhibition of ourselves, but whipping her bra off to reveal what were once pert tits hanging down a like slate layer’s nail bags always guarantees a laugh .

Oh I miss reading things like that :lol:

7 Apr 2010

Quote by Naughty Wigan Couple
Oh I miss reading things like that

Exactly!

7 Apr 2010

Quote by dirtydoggers
Ah bless ya. You are the only one though :sad: .

No, I've missed you too dad lol

They seem to be closing the whole of Norfolk down bit by bit and I wondered if you might consider opening a hot dog or ice cream stall called something like 'Uncle Dirty's Big Meat Wagon' or 'DD's Ices - Sprinkles Optional'...? smile

7 Apr 2010

Oxfordshire is still open mate :-)

8 Apr 2010

Quote by Silk and Big G
Oxfordshire is still open mate :-)

* note to self to visit Oxfordshire next time he's back down in Bucks.
What are the hot dogs like in said county? Bigger than Norfolk? lol

8 Apr 2010

I feel like dancing on the rooftops, brush in hand, thumb in waistcoat buttonhole whilst shouting “Cor blimey, its me old mates”, but I know I’d go through the fucking tiles.
The burger van sounds like a novel idea, but when the fellas twigged how Mrs Dirty was defrosting the hotdogs it might kill trade. Ice cream van? Hmmm, I keeled over in one of those once when we were all pissed. I grabbed the dispenser on the way down and ended up covered in ice cream and sprinkles. Mrs D shouted “What’s happened to him?”. One of the guys shouted back “The twat has only gone and topped himself!”
Leave now because they aren’t going to get any better. I’ve been following your avatar updates Naughty, and I have to say, each offering is lovelier than the last. Your current one is very attention grabbing I must say. You are SOOOO sexy! xxx Silky is looking as delicious as ever too and its lovely to see the name on screen again.
Norfolk is being steadily eroded, and we are to lose what to us was the best place in the circuit. Others will beg to differ I’m sure as they all have their favourites, but we had some wonderful nights there. It’s the place where Harry “The Cap” Jones was pinned naked to the table so Saucy **** could straddle him by force only to be extricated from the carnage in the nick of time by DoggingTwo. I'm not entirely sure that Hazza ever recovered from that ordeal. We went for a meal with D2 recently and it was lovely to catch up on the gossip. It is also the place where the lads were handed marigold gloves one night in order to perform “fisting duties” on a petit lass. Certainly brought a new meaning to rubbering up lol. The place where our mate Brains once ran his hand up long silk clad thighs, only to discover an eight inch surprise. We tried convincing him it could have happened to anyone, but in truth it could only happen to him. The place in which we said our farewells to a couple we’d been chatting too, only for me to turn on our headlights and inadvertently illuminate a full blown gangbang some fifteen feet from my bull bar. We’d been completely oblivious to it, but then again, such things weren’t exactly infrequent occurrences back then. It was the place in which we last saw ******* ***** too. Only some twelve months earlier she would coyly put on a show, never daring to speak or even acknowledge her watchers. Now here she was, bent over the table, cock in mouth, one in each hand, one up the jack and most bizarrely, some guy slapping her arse with a small branch, much to the disconcertion of the fella sunk to the nuts in the driving position.
The place in which we made such fuckers of ourselves too, when a girl suggested to Puppy Fat Pete and The Master they give her DP. Our innocence was such that we all were assured she’d said “deep heat” and we looked at each other with blank inane expressions, pondering what perverse sexual pleasures could be derived from the application of an embrocation. The relief on our little faces when it became clear she only wanted shagging up the rear and Jack simultaneously! Whew, we thought it was going to be something really pervy. That was the night when Mrs Dirty phoned me to ask where I was! Fucking hell I got bloody wrong. The twat only pretended she was asleep when I got to bed so she could nail me before I had a chance to leg it.
God, that’s the place where that big owd bird was jumping up and down on Sniper’s lap, teasing him with all the moves to get him all horny in anticipation of what was coming next. She only fucking farted on an upstroke! It must have all been building up inside, only to be unleashed into Brain’s lap in one foul and thunderous outpouring. Well, she screamed out loud with embarrassment and we pissed ourselves. We found the poor cunt in the ferns about an hour later suffering from post traumatic shock and scorched trousers.
Ahhh, the Indian guy! I don’t know why, but he just stuck his head in though our window one night. Lucky I’d wound it down else there would have been glass everywhere. He just said “Vould you mind if I am vatching?” I mean, we were sat eating crisps which might be seen as an act of perversion in some cultures but hey! Then he spots another car in the distance and goes trotting straight over. Well, its only a couple meeting up for an extra marital affair! You know, two cars, guy and woman in each, then one jumps in with the other. You could hear him knocking on the window. Same patter too, followed by an unearthly bloody scream. He’s gone past our car like the fucking Bombay express with this fella shouting all sorts of obscenities behind him.
Then there was our mate Chopper. The fellas will know who I mean. He is in the queue to get into this camper wagon. Anyway, he’s got himself in there, done his bit, then rejoined the line. He gets in for seconds, then emerges again looking rather dishevelled. Anyway, the fucker only goes for the hat trick! The funny thing being though, he gets himself in there for thirds, but the fella escorts him out for being so greedy! It was like a proper bouncer job too, hand on his jacket collar and led down the steps.
Ahh, then the night there was another camper in, and they obviously have this prearranged thing going down. A couple turns up, parks right next to the camper, doors open and greetings all round. Well, the boys are curious as to what’s occurring, but the owner just hisses “piss off you lot”. Anyway, I should have known better than to get involved, having the missus with me an all, but fuck me, when one of the boys brings a set of steps from his van its game on! For about an hour they are all sat there eating, then, finally…..No, really I shouldn’t because we were acting disgracefully and should be setting an example to the others here.
Oh, and Mrs D and meself doing a show for two guys, then Truckstop, completely oblivious to what’s going on taps on the window so he can show us downloaded footage of a horse shagging a woman. He was so engrossed in it too lol Ah, he is lovely though. I’d fucking adopt him if I could. We done some pics of Mrs D up against his cab and he carried that pic with him on the road for months. You can do those little relatively meaningless things for guys and they remember it way after its all been lost to the mists of time eh?
Gawd, its all coming back now. The kid racers, ah, that was funny. They pull up at our car revving the engine, two lads in the front, two girls in the back. I wind down my window and they are going through their lines. You know, “Anything happening mate?” “Much going on leik?” . Harmless stuff that we might have done ourselves at that age. Anyway, I’m talking it out with them, and a guy in another souped up motor shouts “What’s he say?”. Well, over the sound of the engines he must have thought we were having a set to or something, so the lad shouts back “Na, its cool mate, he is alright you know what I mean innit”. The guy in the blue car fucks off leaving the kids talking to us. “How does all this work mate you know what I mean innit, all this dogging innit you know what I mean like?” I said, “Well, you guys get it on with those two ladies in the back and we’ll watch”.
Hell, it’s a long story and one for the pub really. The upshot being, these guys are still full of banter but in a fun way. Its getting them going and it turns out the two girls in the rear aren’t their girlfriends anyway so they are just bringing them into a sexy environment hoping they’ll be on a shag later once they‘ve gotten them all horny. At one point in the conversation this guy says “You wouldn't pay money to shag her would you mate?” pointing to what was actually a very attractive young lady. She is all “Shurrrup you” whilst jabbing him in the shoulder. Hmmm, I thought, well, I’ll be complimentary here and so I said “I’d pay her £200”, just jokingly. Well, his face! “£200 QUID LIKE? You serious innit you know what I mean?”. I replied, “Well, lets face it guys, she is absolutely gorgeous and the only chance an ugly bastard like me will get some pussy like that on the end of my cock would be to pay for it, am I right, or an I right?” Anyway, what does the guy do? He starts getting complimentary about Mrs Dirty, saying how he likes the older ladies and stuff. Rachel her name was, it just came to me. Then up goes his window and they are obviously talking amongst themselves for a bit. When it comes down again, he asks “If we don’t take the piss or mess about like would you do a show for us?” We didn’t, but it makes you wonder about the motives sometimes. Twice we’ve had shows off what you’d take to be kiddy racers, horny little fuckers lol

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Ahh, happy days. Still, upwards on onwards as they say.

8 Apr 2010

Well that brightened up my lunch break, thank you.. happy memories, happy days smile

8 Apr 2010

And this is why I have missed you.
I have read a number of your stories, and I think you are the only person I know who can post the word 'cunt' and it seems appropriate.
Another one of your stories that I found memorable was your mate hanging round a car which had steamed up windows, so he is preparing himself for some action, only to find out it is someone sat in the car eating a bag of chips.
Priceless.

8 Apr 2010

Unc, its not just you and MrsDD (and her avatars) we have missed, but we have also missed puppydogpete, the master and the rest of the gang wink

I have quickly read your post, but I am going to save it for the weekend, when I can sit down with a cup of coffee and savour every single word of it.
Silk & Big G, also fantastic to see you both again, and your avatar :wink: