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Single women are spoiling it big time!

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Well, no, that's not true. Oops!
But we are invisible! Whenever anyone discusses or argues about dogging, we never get a mention. It's all about the blokes and the couples, the couples and the blokes, ra ra ra.
So I'm mentioning us (hello ladies). Single female voyeurs/players are here too. Not spoiling or shouting afaik, just lurking with pervy intent now and then :rascal:
My name is Legion, for we are ..... erm...a few lol
That is all! Peace and frilly knickers to you!
Well done Serendipity! It needs women to speak out too, and don't let the men take all the flack. After all we all know that women rule in the swinging world.
So don't be invisible it's time to come out of the … shadows?
biggrin :D :D
Ooooh no, the shadows have sometimes been the best place to be :rascal:
G - is that an invite to come to Oxon to play with your warp coil? wink
Only if you show me yer dilithium crytal
It was a comment on the fact that you are probably seven of the nine single female doggers that exist lol
Hehehe, I got it but as usual, the urge to make pervy innuendos overtook me redface
Now, about my crystal..... :twisted:
You know why we never get a mention now don't you?
We're merely facilitators! :giggle:
Ahem - I'm amending that to peace and frilly panties, just because I can see McDirty lurking in here!! :giggle:
Edit: aha, you're heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere, pervery attracts pervery dontchaknow! wink
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Ahem - I'm amending that to peace and frilly panties, just because I can see McDirty lurking in here!! :giggle:
Edit: aha, you're heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere, pervery attracts pervery dontchaknow! wink

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Pervery? I'm sure I have no idea what you mean! innocent
Now then lads thats a whole lot of sexy female dogger in one thread :-)
I'd love to meet single female doggers, but have never been so lucky. Glad to know there's some of you around. biggrin
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So I'm mentioning us (hello ladies). Single female voyeurs/players are here too. Not spoiling or shouting afaik, just lurking with pervy intent now and then :rascal:
My name is Legion, for we are ..... erm...a few lol
That is all! Peace and frilly knickers to you!

You seem to have moved-on from that naive young lady who entered the dogging conflict so VERY long ago.....
Sigh.....................the age of innocence gone....
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You seem to have moved-on from that naive young lady who entered the dogging conflict so VERY long ago.....
Sigh.....................the age of innocence gone....

You'd think that wouldn't you?! But a recent conversation with another SH dogger proved that I'm still pretty wide eyed and wet behind the ears compared to some of you mucky lot! lol
Oh ?
Do enlighten me please ?
Anything everyone else should know ?
I was thinking, on Wednesday night, that should get out more (apart from the problem of a day having 24 hours only). I was a bit startled to notice a naked guy making his way down the layby getting played with (by the other gay-guys).
Well, not by a guy with no kit on wandering about, but by the fact that it was only 3 degrees out there.
Also, the TV quota seems to be lower this year. Has the harsher-than-usual winter frozen their parts off ?
Friday night had no trannies wandering about, I guess I'll have to advertise !
Even Wansford had no trannies (visible) last night (there was one there in the afternoon though)
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You seem to have moved-on from that naive young lady who entered the dogging conflict so VERY long ago.....
Sigh.....................the age of innocence gone....

That must have been a LONG time ago if you considered her naive!
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That must have been a LONG time ago if you considered her naive!

Quite! Four and a half years ago to be precise lol
"Having not been around very much this week I've logged on to find several PMs in my inbox. Some were interesting and very nice messages (thanks all ) but the others appear to be offering me SINGLE MEN on a plate." :shock:
Well that must have been one helluva learning curve :twisted:
Mind you, I was in Marrakech last week with £40:00 in my pocket and actually imagined I'd come away with some change redface :lol: I looked a fucker trying to get 5 litres of emulsion in my hand luggage, but my house is gonna look lovely with pink walls cool
No Mr DD, not PINK....that's so gayish a term....you mean tuscan terracotta !
As for:
That must have been a LONG time ago if you considered her naive!

It was a long time ago, a year is a long time in dogging terms !
Ms Serendipity burst upon the dogging scene all innocent and garnering advice from all...
Where did all that innocence go, by the way ?
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No Mr DD, not PINK....that's so gayish a term....you mean tuscan terracotta !

You do have a point there redface . Being enveloped in pink and heady aromas does tend make one forget our own Westernised perceptions of colour psychology and gender. I shouldn't have let that fella convince me that learning the best technique for blowing one of those bubble pipe things was to practice on his knob surprisedops:

We hired some transport. Look what they gave me confused It wasn't even a male rolleyes We knew it was a girl because everyone kept pointing at me and shouting to their mates "look at the size of the twat on that Donkey" :oops: Fucking embarrasing.
Mrs Dirty charmed the natives by adopting the name of Carmen. Prince **************** *********** ***************************** said it was very poetic, and when she went on to explain that it was chosen to reflect her interest in cars and men, he was overwhelmed. Following her lead, I introduced myself as BeerCunt, which didn't go down quite as well :oops: .
Quite. But did Mrs DD make it back to blighty. Or was she kidnapped by one of the locals ?
Or both.
Anyway, I spent a lovely Sunday (a week ago) at the beach. Holkham beach. Where the natives were much in abundance, although the meerkats were not. A very nice day, warm with a slight breeze. I covered miles wandering over the sand dunes and beach (got one of those NHS provided -things...) and only noticed one couple, with the inevitable head-over-the-dune watcher !
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Quite. But did Mrs DD make it back to blighty. Or was she kidnapped by one of the locals ?

Yeah, Mrs Dirty can fight her way out of most situations, and luckily, most of the antiquities in North African souks make good weapons should the need arise lol. Mrs D can manoeuvre a Moroccan leather handbag about her person with the same dexterity as Bruce Lee and his nunchukkas when she has a strop on. Heat doesn’t suit her dirtiness either, so the temperatures of 32 degrees we experienced last week had her wailing louder than the fella calling the lads to prayer confused .
So, you braved the dunes in March? I have heard of such things occurring, but dismissed the tales as mythical. Easter is more traditional, but despite being on our own doorstep we rarely frequent the nudist beach ourselves. Mrs Dirty has one of those figures that sets an evening dress off to perfection. She has several “black numbers” in which she glides about at social functions with the grace of a ballet dancer, the illusion only being shattered upon her opening her mouth redface, but visually at least, she can pull off the look with panache.
Total nudity isn’t the most flattering look for her however, as once tanned and procumbent upon the shore she can easily be mistaken for driftwood, much to the surprise of unleashed Labradors :shock:. Not only that, but the locals tend to be enthusiastic conversationalists at times of nakedness and whilst we certainly don’t see that as a particularly negative trait it can echo the social strangulations we’ve experienced in the car parks :cry:. At least there, we have a window to close, whereas on the dunes, we have none.
Our plans to venture onto your home turf on our homebound leg were hampered by mitigating circumstances. Although the winds at 37,000 feet were favourable and eased our progress, four and a half hours spent in the company of two religious zealots intent on saving my wretched soul was enough to make me seriously consider chancing sudden decompression, an outside temperature of minus seventy seven and a freefall Swallow dive into a swampy area just North of Southampton :cry:. The ticket exit system at the airport was an interesting experience in itself, with garbled instructions shouted unintelligibly through a speaker system that probably had half of the Luton population orientating themselves towards Mecca :lol:. Couple that with the fact that the local police seem to view every vehicle with suspicion and its little wonder that my preoccupation with my rear view mirror put me rather closer to Huntingdon than I’d anticipated surprisedops:. Still, you was in Holkham, or the vicinity thereof. Our paths were clearly not destined to cross on this occasion :cry:.
So did they convert you ? Or is there a chance we may bump into you at Holkham this summer? I have just bought a post mid-life crisis motorcycle, so we may have an even smaller tent than last time......perhaps you can find some way of reconciling your new found faith with the possibility of two proud men displaying their respective women folks pink parts whilst enjoying the sun/breeze/audience and perchance a strawberry mivvi ?
Ooh! A bike!! What ya got G? lol
Mal
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Its not a fast one, im too scared for that! I havent sat on a bike for fifteen years. Its one of these....
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So did they convert you ? Or is there a chance we may bump into you at Holkham this summer?

Their cause was already lost by the time the wheels left the runway cool . Luckily, I’d picked up some light holiday reading at the airport on departing these fair shores, and so fully armed with some advanced neurolinguistic programming methods as championed by Richard Bandler and John Grinder I set about a systematic repartee incorporating pacing, leading and a liberal sprinkling of quotations from the eminent evolutionist Richard Dawkins redface. At some point over the Bay of Biscay we were merrily discussing the virtues of spanking one out over a firm pair of breasts and their assertions that the World was but 6000 years old were all but forgotten :twisted:. I fully expect to hear them shouting out the good lord’s name in a car park soon wink.
Regarding Holkham by way of iron Pony. It isn’t entirely unheard of that we should stroll across the beautiful beach so that Mrs Dirty can admire the appendages of those we refer to as the Meerkats rolleyes. They facilitate her viewing pleasure by standing amongst the dunes whilst taking in some distant vista out towards the distant Northern horizon confused. Most such organs are rendered indiscernible due to the deep shadow cast by the high sun and rather prominent paunches, but she has borne witness to some remarkable examples of flaccid members.
Its going to be a great Summer for lazing about Norfolk’s beaches this coming year. I’m not sure how I know that, but I just do :shock:. We had three days of fine weather last Summer and JTS was displaying the effects of dune induced radiation scalding when we encountered him in our cool leafy car park lol. This year, we are already off to an advantageous start, having acquired some flattering tonality to our otherwise pallid complexions. That in itself might be enough to draw us out of the moonlight and into the harsh light of a Norfolk noon. The thought of glimpsing Silky’s glistening mivvi will undoubtedly prove a lure too great to resist :twisted:. If it helps, I think your abandoned tent from your previous foray is flapping from the gable end of the Wells-Next-the-Sea lifeboat station :wink:
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Its not a fast one, im too scared for that! I havent sat on a bike for fifteen years. Its one of these....

OOOOOOOOooooooooooooo..... A Beamer....a small one !
I have one too (not a small one).....mine's this sort.......
Looks like a dogging bikers thread! lol
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Looks like a dogging bikers thread! lol

Dogging bikers....Never! :P

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If it helps, I think your abandoned tent from your previous foray is flapping from the gable end of the Wells-Next-the-Sea lifeboat station wink.

Well, it isn't flapping over the webcam:
Tsk, should have named this "Male Biker Doggers are spoiling it big time" lol
If we're admiring other bodies though, allow me to just say...bikes, pah! :P

(P.S. It's not mine, sadly)
I have no motorcycle :cry:
The Wells-Next-The-Sea webcam is a new one on me. One of lifes simple pleasures is to sit on the wall on the quay-side at the end of a hot day with a tray of Cod and chips liberally sprinkled with salt and might actually be my favourite town in the entire world. Pizza overlooking the bay of Naples from Sorrento with the smell of Jasmine hanging in the air comes a close second, but Wells trumps it for me.

I've yet to capture the towns atmosphere in a way I'm happy with, but I'll keep plodding away at it.