Through the wonders of the 'tinternet I've found a copy of the first w.ank mag I'd ever snuck under the bed. please log in to view this image I lost gallons of nut muck over cover girl Marina. Had a bias towards Mayfair for a while then moved on to Club, Men Only and Men's World (for Jo Guest obviously) What was your first artistic gentleman's monthly?
It would have been Mayfair too, a shop in our village would sell you anything if you said it was for your big brother. I never realised women had anything down there other than copious pubic hair (Mayfair used to photographically "pube over" any delicate flesh that might be visible) until I saw Fiesta for the first time.
Do those magazines still give you monay for Readers Wives pics? If they do ah could be in the money here.
ffs To put the record straight I shall post a few more of my swinging pics on our favourite fred tomorrow
Don't worry Pal you 'aint missing much. ...except some of my personal collection and some outstanding stuff posted by Grove and Baz
Click on GC Uncut and when prompted for a password type NSFW and enter. An error message will appear which you need to close then hit the refresh button which should open up the uncut pages. It's where I post all the filth that would get me banned on General Chat. You can tell how bored I sometimes get at work based on the content. I'd say it is more than overdue for Gas to post some more of his dogging/orgy photos. He kindly gave me permission to bash one out over his wife's photos but I am not sure which one is her so greased the lot of them just to be safe.
A couple of mags when I was a teenager. Parade and, believe it or not, Titbits. Very little more than came to be the norm on page 3 a couple of decades later. I recall finding a magazine under the bench seat of my mate's dad's Hillman Minx. Called True Detective or similar and the front cover always featured a damson in distress. Usually a burd tied up with rope...the old perv!
Me ma re-married when I was 15 but was seeing the step-dad for a few years before from when I was about 12. He owned a skip hire company and a rubbish dump and I had the occasional summer holidays job of counting how many loads were dumped by lorries from different companies, to check they were paying what they should. My outside office was adorned with whatever chairs and other fixtures and fittings I cared to drag out of the rubbish. A week of doing that would get me two things: a suntan and a massive stack of porn. Of the UK porn, Whitehouse was the most "extreme" with couples posing "at the point of putting it in" accompanied with speech bubbles. I still remember a lady saying "Never had it up there before, feels lovely" in one such bubble with the angle of the photograph hiding whether it was actually in or not. Found all-sorts in that pit including a bestiality magazine with a woman who looked quite a lot like Olive out of On The Buses having sex with pretty much every animal you might find on a farm. I was quite happy with the run-of-the-mill magazines of the time: Men Only, Escort, Fiesta, Mondeo, Parade, Penthouse, Playboy, Razzle. Spent many happy nights spattering the pages and permanently sticking them together. Would like to give Linda Lusardi a mention as to this day I can't hear the phrase "Black Forest" without thinking of her. Loved the stories too. A couple that have stuck in my head were the vicar "cursed with a permanent erection" and another about a young man who went back to visit his kid sister's piano tutor who took him in hand and asked "Can you ****?" which made him think "a stupid question as I was already thinly seeping into her hand".
I was quite happy with the run-of-the-mill magazines of the time: Men Only, Escort, Fiesta, Mondeo, Parade, Penthouse, Playboy, Razzle. Spent many happy nights spattering the pages and permanently sticking them together. Would like to give Linda Lusardi a mention as to this day I can't hear the phrase "Black Forest" without thinking of her. Loved the stories too. A couple that have stuck in my head were the vicar "cursed with a permanent erection" and another about a young man who went back to visit his kid sister's piano tutor who took him in hand and asked "Can you ****?" which made him think "a stupid question as I was already thinly seeping into her hand".[/QUOTE] I see what you did there. Bravo. I too can't look at Ms Lusardi without thinking if her thatch. Looked like she was smuggling a black bear in her knickers. Saw her in a restaurant up west and was going to ask if she was still as hairy but I don't think her guests would have been impressed and my kids may well have been traumatized. After I had fully depleted the content of the photos I'd start reading the stories. I remember one was a girl visiting friends and they both get fingered by the gardener. Another was a girl playing netball who goes over to a man in the car park who seems to be struggling with something only to see him knocking one out. Actually that might have been me, I often confuse fantasy with reality. Why did the stories in Mayfair get printed on brown recycled paper? Very hard to wipe clean. I've updated GC Uncut with a load of Linda Lusardi mott shots, enjoy!
