It started on a mate's stag night/bachelor party, - whatever you know a bloke's traditional booze-up before his wedding as. A crowd of us hit the town, crawled the bars and eventually ended up at a lapdancing club, ahem, as you do. . . A good time was had by all, plenty of dances were bought, and the general agreement was what goes on the stag, stays on the...
You really should read Chapters 1 and 2 first to learn how we enjoy dancing at amateur night. We have learned that it really turns our men on, and us too! ***** It was our custom now to have lunch together on Thursdays. After the amateur night where Linda first joined the contest with us, we took our sacks out to an isolated park bench where we could have...
For those of you not familiar with the British 'pastime' of 'Dogging' let me explain that it involves numbers of people meeting up in secluded public carparks for sexual frolics. It's become a bit of a cultural cliché over here, with the tabloid image of seedy loners and old slappers getting down and dirty in dreary locations in the dead of night. But as I...
My name is Karen. I was 18 years old when I was invited to my cousin's hen night (bachelorette for you US folks). I accepted because I felt I had to but I did not know anyone and they where a wild crowd. My cousin Jo was 26 and the life and soul of the party. I on the other hand am introverted and shy. I am 5'5 with brown hair and a slender frame, I am consc...
"We should do something special for Matt's last night." Matt was the bar manager at the pub where I worked. I was a nineteen-year-old student at the time, and I'd been working at the pub for about six months. I'd gotten to know Matt fairly well. He was a bit of a rogue and a player, but he was intensely likeable, with an easy charm that made you forgive mos...
Thanks to vgrove for the help…. I caught a lift from you because it’s about to rain. Not because I like you. I don’t. I’m amused by you. Yeah, that’s the right word, amused. You’ve got that cheeky little boy grin, but you know it. I don’t like guys who know it. I don’t like their expectation that it will get them places, not to mention get them into places....
This is a new story I'm working on. A single, longer story and it doesn't feature Mad Dog. I will be writing more about Mike Madog but I wanted to try this out. I would really appreciate your comments so that I can improve my writing style, so please feel free to tell me what you think. Enjoy +++ Chapter 1 - April, 2005: I put my left hand out and touche...
As the girls walked arm in arm, they passed a couple of places that Jennifer was certain they might end up. They were moving to a part of town she didn't recognize. Jayne nudged her, "Want to do something crazy and sexy?" "Tell us more?" said Tanya giggling. "Why don't we take off our panties and go commando for the rest of the night." "Haha haha. I love...
We were looking forward to Roy's new job and living in the South, away from most of the cold and snow. So, our relocation from Buffalo to Atlanta was looked forward to by us both. Well, with one exception - the move. I'm sure you would get agreement with basically all of mankind if you asked each person on earth if they enjoyed moving. Little else would get...
I strut across the club like a lioness prowling the open savannah, tossing my voluminous silky, blonde mane and hunting for my next victim. It doesn't take long to spot my prey. Tonight, the club is rich with wide-eyed wildebeest; their tongues lolling mindlessly as they drool over the handful of scantily clad females who totter between them on vertiginous h...