I've spent three hours looking for birds I know on there to wind up because I'm in one of them moods. Anyhow, I gets speaking to this rather tasty piece, by my standards, she tells me I sound genuine etc and I thinks 'Fcuk me, I'm in here, I was only fannying about'. Now I remember Jazza having a dabble on there and I'm just wondering is it just a knocking shop or are they really after a hubby/ Long term relationship etc?

In for a penny in for a pound!

 

 

 

(not chancing it!)

no way she is underage

 

no way

15 years old: tops.

 

That's generally my rule too, and when they hit 16 I move onto fingers

I was saying a similar thing about our cheerleaders at widnes an it turns out most are in my mates year and about 20. Big e shit with ages

I was saying a similar thing about our cheerleaders at widnes an it turns out most are in my mates year and about 20. Big e shit with ages

 

Is that your defence case?

Nah, she's about 18-20 easily

 

Girls don't get those curvy bits at pre 16

Gary G, I had a bra at 10.

I've just done search under the criteria of 'within 5 miles of Bolton' and I know half the slags on there, in fact I think one of em is a friend of No Balls and Missus C

I've just done search under the criteria of 'within 5 miles of Bolton' and I know half the slags on there, in fact I think one of em is a friend of No Balls and Missus C

Ooooh, do tell

 

Gary G, I had a bra at 10.

Rod away you

Rod away you

 

No, honest, I did. The world has changed. When I was that slag's age (14), I found it annoying I had massive knockers as it stopped me climbing trees.

Ooooh, do tell

 

I suspect a few people on here will know her so I shall save her blushes and not post a picture of her

I suspect a few people on here will know her so I shall save her blushes and not post a picture of her

 

If she's on Plenty of Fish there's probably is a few on here know her better than I do.

fuck the blushes

 

get her run through and stick a picture of her underwear on here.

If she's on Plenty of Fish there's probably is a few on here know her better than I do.

she went newquay you know the one

she went newquay you know the one

 

Oh, that one!

 

Not a friend of mine, and she'll definately know more than a few on here better than I know her.

Edited February 19, 201214 yr by no balls

Gary G, I had a bra at 10.

 

at what age did you start wearing belly warmer knickers?

at what age did you start wearing belly warmer knickers?

 

I don't

this tale is one of many accounts from POF that appear on another board....

 

funny,and sums pof up perfectly....

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lovely girl. Not my usual bush pig. Quiet, thoughtful, delecate, upon first meeting her the chances of a poke appeared remote, but the Love Dog has powers of persuasion.

 

So under the pretence of going to the Leeds match I head down to meet Hannah who's a mere 2 miles away from where I live. A quiet, leafy suburb of Leeds. There she is outside the Co-op as we arranged. You'll do nicely love, your not going to break the suspension on my car, get in you cunt ..

 

We head up to a local boozer, find a quiet corner and begin our courtship. Very timid is our Hannah, but she only orders half a lager so she's a cheap date Don't you hate it when they want a large glass of Pinot, ?5 a chuck. I'm the typical tight Yorkshire cunt .. So she sips her Fosters like a little mouse and we talk about work, holidays, family blah blah blah.....She's from Sheffield originally, only just moved to the sunny climes of Leeds, but I have warmed to that peculiar accent they have.

 

About 3 rounds in and Hannah is warming up a little I sense. Hello, what is this, she moves in a little closer, holds my hand and says, "I'm really glad I met up with you today...." Well me too Hannah, especially if I get to tickle your little box later ...

 

 

 

 

We await the football scores to roll through on the screens dotted around the boozer. She's suddenly developed a yearning for Leeds to get a result today to put a smile on my face even though she knows fuck all about football...."What league are you in now ???" Shut up now or I'll bum you over the table in front of all these people....And when Leeds pop in a winner on 98 mins or whatever the fuck it was the cunt leapt off the seat. Embarrassment ensues....

 

So we head back to hers. I was a little surprised by her invitation. I thought this afternoon may simply be a little groundwork for better things to come. But she's become increasingly attentive, her cheeky fingers have been stroking the back of my neck and the slow lingering kiss we'd shared just before we left the pub suggested a little hanky panky may be on the cards.

 

Settling down to a bottle of red (fine choice Sheffield Bird) we talk a little more and I'm beginning to really enjoy her company. The house is immaculate unlike some of the rat pits I've previously encountered. I remember one bird's flat in the centre of Leeds that looked like it had played host to a rugby match. Festering boxes of take-away food strewn across the floor. I should have chucked that cunt out of the high rise window....Still fucked it like.

 

Now the red wine has completely stripped away Hannah's earlier apprehension. In fact I can't shut the cunt up now I shuffle over to her and kissing slowly cup one of her tits. Not a lot to grab hold of here, seen more tit on a fish as my old Granny used to say. I move further down for a stroke of the pie through her tight leggings. Zero resistance and that spine tingling moan in my ear. Gentleman, fire your engines, we are moving in.....

 

Slipping my fingers into in her pants she gasps as I stroke her damp clam. She wrestles with my belt and zip and expertly pulls out my chap. Her dainty fingers look good around the old sword. Here we go Hannah, I'm now going to introduce you to my secret weapon. Yes here it is, the Turbo Tongue. I whip her leggings off, carry her onto the carpet and go downstairs for a taste of the burger. Lovely it is too, I've waited 5 months for this, Hubba Hubba, the pipe is dripping....

 

She's now urging me to slide in the chap and who am I to refuse a delectable lady such as Hannah. She gets her wish and I strobe it hard as her legs bounce unceremoniously across my back. 5 months of anticipation empties into her love purse. I'm done..

 

We spend a further couple of hours nattering, kissing, watching shit TV and just before I leave we have another frantic poke as I bend her over the sofa and take her full tilt from behind. This time she climaxes noisily and shouts obscenities at me. Always the quiet ones aint it. A thoroughly enjoyable evening has been had by all

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never fail to deliver

 

+1 sir

Edited February 19, 201214 yr by birch-chorley

Reads like the letters pages of Razzle twenty years ago, a load of bollocks - she's wearing jeans for a start...

 

Inspector Youri Columbo.

Reads like the letters pages of Razzle twenty years ago, a load of bollocks - she's wearing jeans for a start...

 

Inspector Youri Columbo.

 

what do you think he took both pictures the day he met her? you fucking plank.

top post

 

never fail to deliver

 

+1 sir

 

Reads like the letters pages of Razzle twenty years ago, a load of bollocks - she's wearing jeans for a start...

 

Inspector Youri Columbo.

 

Well Columbo

 

Im sure he didnt start taking pics on a first date, surely they where her profile pics.

 

Birch-chorley - likes to believe!

I suspect, in reality, the one in jeans and a mac is much muckier and sexually fulfilling than the 14 year old in the banana lycra frock.

 

Youri, you have a lot to learn, son.

Edited February 19, 201214 yr by no balls