1. Magic Wanda


    Date: 12/11/2014, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    off Dave, I handed him a twenty pound note. “Congratulations stud,” I said. “I give in. I just haven’t got the bottle for it.” “Give over,” he said, surprisingly dignified. “Get a few more beers down you and you’ll be well away.” “No, really, that’s it. Ringo’s already given up and that’s me calling it quits. Let’s just forget about it. The only way we’re going to win is if some bird tries to pull us. Let’s face it, that just ain’t gonna happen.” “He’s right,” chipped in Ringo, getting his own twenty quid out of his trouser pocket. “Well done mate. You’ve still got it. Now let’s find you a better woman than that ugly mutt you were swapping saliva with last night.” “Cheers lads,” said Dave. “Drinks on me, what’s everyone having.” “Cheeky git,” I said. “It’s your bl**dy round anyway! Make mine a double vodka on the rocks.” It didn’t take long for Dave to home in on a suitable girl. This time, the standard was pretty high. We stayed in The Tower Lounge until they kicked us out at about twelve thirty. Dave had enjoyed the last few slow dances with the new girl and we saw her write her number down for him and give him a final peck before they departed to their opposite sides of the dance floor. We congratulated him on his twenty five point total and headed to ‘Jellies’ nightclub. But it was a Sunday, and the doorman said they were closing in half an hour and wouldn’t let us in. “Shit,” said Dave. “I don’t feel like going home yet.” “Yeah, me neither,” said Ringo. “Well, I think ...
    the best we’re going to manage at this hour is a kebab or a curry. Any preference?” I asked “I fancy a good Indian myself,” said Ringo. “Fair do’s. Currie’s on me,” said Dave smiling. We headed back towards our B&B along the seafront, knowing there was an Indian restaurant just round the corner. We were walking against the strong winds and the waves were crashing in just over the road to our right. Fortunately, the rain had stopped and looking up, we could see the bright flashing lights of the Pleasure Beach on the horizon. We didn’t speak much. It was a disappointing finish to a good weekend. I’d got my head down, avoiding the sand and grit that was occasionally being whipped into our squinting faces, when a piece of paper was blown up into my face and held there as if willing me to read it. I reluctantly pulled my hand out of my trouser pocket and grabbed the offending paper. As I pulled it away from my eyes and it came into focus, I could see it was some sort of advertising flyer. Not just any flyer though, this one had naked women decorating it. “Hey lads,” I said. “Stop and look at this.” As they gathered round, our backs turned against the wind, I read the content out loud. “Peppermint Elephant, gentleman’s club. Grand Opening June 27th. Free entry for up to four guests with this flyer throughout June and July. Open 8pm-3am Tuesday to Friday, 3pm-3am Saturday and Sunday. Come and see Blackpool’s finest ladies in all their naked glory.” “Whey hey!” said Dave. “Does it say ...
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