1. An under-cover reporter


    Date: 8/15/2016, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Lesbian, Group Sex, Group Sexs, Prostitution, Reluctance, Author: abroadsword, Source: sexstories.com

    An Under Cover Reporter We were sitting in the snug at the ‘Dog and Duck,’ on King street in Wetherfield one night a while back, there was me and Siggy Embray, Kabul Kenny, Big Norman, Harley Charlie, that's the bloke with the little Honda Moped and a few other lads drinking Stella and Strongbow like you do of a Saturday, you know, play pool, get bladdered, try to pull, not necessarily in that order. I saw this bird come in around ten-ish, sort of fish out of water you know, nice coat, posh shoes, buying a Campari and Soda for herself at the bar, poor old Denny who was doing the bar nearly choked seeing a shaggable bird buying her own drink, must be a lesbian he thought. She sat in the corner twiddling her phone, god knows why when there’s no bloody signal, on account of the gas works wall being between us and top of town hall where the transmitter is so I thought she must be waiting for the local Liberal Democrat meeting in the skittle alley to finish like. Their meeting dragged on like Lib Dem meetings always does and this bird looked so lonely and she kept looking at me so I had to go over didn’t I, just to be friendly, “Hiya darlin’, you looking for somebody or do you just want to get laid?” “Johnno Allthwaite?” she queried, “I was hoping to see Johnno Allthwaite?” “What the Pedo de bollocker in chief,” I says, “You want to get laid?” “And you are?” she asked. “Andy, Johnno’s second cousin twice removed, Andy Parsons,” I said, “So what you want Johnno for, he got you ...
    up the duff or summat?” “No, I want to interview him, about developments with regard to Pedophiles,” she said all posh like, “The recent Harris case has put a different emphasis on the type of person we imagine to be Pedophiles, I wondered if Mr Allthwaite had any comment?” “Buggered if I know,” I said, “I’ll ask the lads.” I went back to me mates, “Gagging for it, wants to meet Johnno,” I explained. “Shouldn’t mind a piece of it me self,” says Harlie Charlie, which set me thinking, “Hows about we all grabs a piece of the action?” I suggested, “You got anyone stopping round yours Henry ‘cause I got an idea?” Henry looks up, weedy little git about twenty something, works for Council IT department, “No,” he admits. “Number twenty that right?” I asked. “Yeah, Twenty Mandeller Rise,” he says, “Why?” “Cos I told her Johnno is into kinky three way sex,” I said, “And she wants to do a story.” “But he ent,” Charlie said stupidly. “No but we fucking are, ent we, take turns, right,” I said. “Right,” they said, “How?” “We tell her Johnno and a load of mates have organised a tart for the evening,” I says, “I offers to sneak her in and that’s when she finds that she’s the fucking tart!” Well it seemed a good idea at the time. “Sounds all right,” Charlie said. “So meet up at Henry’s about half twelve?” I suggested, “I’ll bring the tart?” They agreed so I went back to her, “They reckon Johnno has got a tart booked for the evening that’s why he ent in the night.” I said. She looked very ...
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