1. New year's shagathon


    Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: merlinnz, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies (lol) - you choose which you think they are! Names are real in the hope that the people involved will read about themselves and get in touch, (except where because of reasons that should be obvious, it could cause the person to be put in an embarrassing situation) If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I’ll tell you more than I can put here! And if you recognise yourself – get in touch Back in the day, new years eve used to be a big event in the valleys. If you weren’t in the club or pub by 6 then you’d be lucky to get in anywhere. Our circle of friends had grown to such a size it was hard to get tickets to anywhere, for all of us. Also our circle of friends had reached that point where we were not all as close as we once were. Girls bitched about other girls, boys fancied other friends girlfriends, all that sort of trouble. So it was a great weight off when Claire said she’d got us, all, tickets for the con club in the next village down the valley. Some complained it was a club, some it was in the next village, and some because they had nothing else to complain about! But over 25 of us had tickets and were out for New Years Eve. Getting there for 6 we all pilled in. The club was in 4 parts. A huge dance hall out the back, a snooker hall, a large drinkers lounge and a lounge ...
    for the ‘ladies’. We started the night in the drinkers lounge and attracted a lot of attention. Firstly because we were not from this village, secondly because we were such a big party and thirdly because most of our girls had made up for a ‘party’! The bar lady suggested we go in the dance hall and get a corner to ourselves, before it was too late, so we did that. We took over two long bench tables. As the night wore on, and more and more people became d***k the stares turned to questions and then in to invites to sit with them on their table. Now make no doubt about it, we were fresh bl**d, and we didn’t fit in with the normal customers of the con club. Some of us were dressed in biker leathers, and that set off some of the young bl**ds wanting to prove themselves, and like I mentioned most of the girls in our group were very well made up, which made the local women look distinctly average, or worse. After a bit of entertainment the lights went on for a light supper and for the first time we could actually see the others in the dance hall. Besides the ‘She’s my Wife” types, who held on to their wives arms with vice like grips, there were quite a few solo mum’s out for a good time/husband/first shag of ’97 - which ever came first - it didn't matter; a lot of MILF’s and a few GILF’s. Yes everyone was there. Sandwiches eaten it seemed that all of our group had been sized up by someone. The lights went out and the band came back on and no sooner than the first song was done over ...
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