Rockstar Series :BIG LINDY Part 4: Tyseley
Rockstar Series :BIG LINDY Part 4: Tyseley
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Part 1: Spetsai 1 (The roof garden of Hotel Minos)
Part 2: Spetsai 2 ( The Nudist beach)
Part 3: Hackney (Go on give us a butcher's guv'nor)
Part 4: Tyseley (In which our noble heroine has 5, possibly 7 lovers in 24 hours!)
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TYSELEY
Towards the end of 1988, the year after Spetsai, I bought a house in Birmingham.
If you're local then it was in Tyseley near Acocks Green. I had a lodger, Steve, who
was very fond of the wacky baccy, so we always had a houseful of people. This made it rather difficult for either of us to entertain
the ladies, so things went a bit quiet on that front. For a bit.
Then I heard from BIG LINDY, she was back in the UK, back in Hackney. I wasted no
time in inviting her to visit. We arranged she was to come up for the weekend a
couple of weeks later.
I met her at New Street Station on the Friday evening . She'd tanned and slimmed
down under, in Australia I mean, not any development of her lady bits.
She had developed a sniff. A real liquid snort /hawk every few minutes, very VERY
irritating to the point of disgusting.
I had arranged for 'Keith' the band's guitarist from Spetsai, who was
a very close friend, and his fiance Maggie to come over for a meal
on the Friday evening. It was to be steak au poivre with roasted cubed
seasoned potatoes and a red wine jus, if you're interested. The reason
I mention this is we stopped into Marks and Spencers on the High Street
on the way to the train home. If you're not British Marks and Spencers
is a high end department store which sells clothes home ware
AND food.
Big Lindy went and purchased a red flannel. For her FANNY, she informed
me. She also, whilst I was getting some more red wine in the food hall,
insisted on buying a whole cabbage to boil, this to go with my gourmet meal.
I was well annoyed, already, by the time we got back to my house.
My lodger, Steve was there, and soon he acquainted her with something
called double zero. She came staggering into the kitchen.
Steve went out for the evening to give us some privacy and
Keith and Maggie arrived. The red wine flowed and everyone
except Maggie was quite drunk. Big Lindy was quite outspoken
anyway, of course, and with the double zero and gallons of wine
even more so.
She was telling us that in Australia she had quickly run out of cash,
and yet wanted to stay longer than she'd planned, Because of this
she'd got herself a job. A job in a massage parlour. She told us
that on leaving the premises late one night, a man had exposed himself
to her from the bushes. She was quite upset about it. Seeing as
she'd (presumably) been seeing cocks all day, we couldn't fathom
why. She also told us that she'd done massaging of men, and if
they wished she'd provided hand relief. She explained her belief
that anything more would have been prostitution.
Maggie pretended to be quite laissez faire about it all. Afterwards,
to Keith she admitted she was appalled, with the account, and with
Lindy in general really. She thought she was the biggest slag she'd
ever met. And Maggie was from REDNAL!!
So after they went and Steve returned with more of his double zero
and thus stimulated Lindy and I went off to my room where she
assumed the position, immediately, bent over my dressing table
with her knickers on the floor, with black stockings and suspenders
and her dress round her waist. I stood behind her and fucked her,
hard and fast, coming deep up inside her. She hadn't come so I got
her onto the bed for a good licking out. She evidently had used
the M&S flannel as she tasted pleasantly fresh. She manhandled
her big tits up above where I was feasting, and CAME very noisily
filling my nostrils with her juices.
We stripped, got into bed and more or less passed out.
I can't remember for the life of me what we did on the Saturday
daytime but I remember she was REALLY getting on my nerves.
The constant sniffling, the complete ignoring of anything I'd planned, she
was a nightmare.
SO, on the Saturday night it had been planned for weeks that we would
all go to a club, Edwards No. 8, in the city centre. It was a ROCK
club, they played classic rock on one floor, modern rock on
another, etc etc, but it was ALL rock. I painstakingly explained
this to Big Lindy and she said she'd like to go.
There were probably fifteen of us going, and meeting at the house
for a smoke and a drink before we all went, all were guys, apart from
Elaine who was an ex of Steve's.
There were four or five lads who were young bikers, friends of Steve's.
Somehow Elaine had mentioned to Lindy that she knew, or suspected,
that these four or five 17/18 year olds were all virgins. It made sense
they only ever seemed to associate with blokes.
Lindy was in my room ostensibly getting ready, but she'd told Elaine
to grab the first lad, give him a condom and send him up to her. Then
the next.
I can't give you details, I wasn't in the room, but she, in quick
succession, and I MEAN quick, she fucked them all. Four or five
of them. She took their virginities. The bed was going like the
clappers. The frame was never the same again, I had to scrap it.
Eventually after all the lads had reappeared sniggering and backslapping
one another, Big Lindy reappeared. She was flushed, and hopefully
she'd used that flannel again.
We boarded two minibuses we'd booked and headed off to the club.
It was, of course, exactly as I'd described it but Lindy was not impressed.
She asked if she and I could go somewhere else, essentially to a "normal"
night club. Dressed as I was, denim and leather, I wouldn't have been let
in. I offered a compromise that we would stay for an hour or two then
she and I would go home. She declined, in the end she announced that she
was going across the road to the club opposite, which may have been "Boogies".
I said we would be there til two a.m. and to come back over no later than that
for transport back to my house.
She didn't come back.
The minibuses came back for the party at two a.m. we waited a few minutes and
left.
A few people stopped over at my house. Elaine was noisily fucking one of the
young bikers in my spare room.
Those who had stayed the night fetched breakfast sandwiches the next morning,
the morning wore on, and no Lindy.
A party of us had arranged to have a curry lunch, a "Balti Sunday" as we termed it,
at 1pm. Around 12 noon the landline rang, it was Big Lindy. She had met two guys
in Boogies, black guys, and stayed the night at their flat in Chelmsley Wood.
Nothing had happened, she assured me, she had slept on the sofa. I don't know why
she was telling me this.
I told her to get a taxi to my house, and gave her the address, I also said that I'd been
asked to rehearse late notice with a band I was depping (standing in for an absent member)
for and I would be unavailable for the rest of the day. I would drop her at the station.
While she was making her way to me I gathered up all her things (flannel, half a cabbage
etc) and put them on the step. When she arrived she wanted to check she hadn't left
anything, but I wouldn't let her in the house. I drove her to New Street Station in time
for the 13.00 to Euston, and I never saw her again.
A mate of mine was a doorman at another club, he knew the doormen at Boogies.
He called me to tell me that they had told him they had met a girl on her own up
from London Saturday night She'd gone back to their place and they had spit roasted
her, fucked her up the arse, DPd her the fucking lot. She apparently liked it standing
up and having her buttocks pulled apart "to get it further up her".
Anyone we know?
Dr W
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Part 1: Spetsai 1 (The roof garden of Hotel Minos)
Part 2: Spetsai 2 ( The Nudist beach)
Part 3: Hackney (Go on give us a butcher's guv'nor)
Part 4: Tyseley (In which our noble heroine has 5, possibly 7 lovers in 24 hours!)
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PICTURES OF BIG LINDY - Copy/paste URL into your browser, clicking
on link won't work.
http://erofiles.freewebspace.com/Big%20Lindy%20Beach%20Naked.jpg
http://erofiles.freewebspace.com/Big%20Lindy%20stockings%20squatting%20cropped.jpg
http://erofiles.freewebspace.com/Big%20Lindy%20Stockings%20Squatting.jpg
http://erofiles.freewebspace.com/Big%20Lindy%20Stockings.jpg
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TYSELEY
Towards the end of 1988, the year after Spetsai, I bought a house in Birmingham.
If you're local then it was in Tyseley near Acocks Green. I had a lodger, Steve, who
was very fond of the wacky baccy, so we always had a houseful of people. This made it rather difficult for either of us to entertain
the ladies, so things went a bit quiet on that front. For a bit.
Then I heard from BIG LINDY, she was back in the UK, back in Hackney. I wasted no
time in inviting her to visit. We arranged she was to come up for the weekend a
couple of weeks later.
I met her at New Street Station on the Friday evening . She'd tanned and slimmed
down under, in Australia I mean, not any development of her lady bits.
She had developed a sniff. A real liquid snort /hawk every few minutes, very VERY
irritating to the point of disgusting.
I had arranged for 'Keith' the band's guitarist from Spetsai, who was
a very close friend, and his fiance Maggie to come over for a meal
on the Friday evening. It was to be steak au poivre with roasted cubed
seasoned potatoes and a red wine jus, if you're interested. The reason
I mention this is we stopped into Marks and Spencers on the High Street
on the way to the train home. If you're not British Marks and Spencers
is a high end department store which sells clothes home ware
AND food.
Big Lindy went and purchased a red flannel. For her FANNY, she informed
me. She also, whilst I was getting some more red wine in the food hall,
insisted on buying a whole cabbage to boil, this to go with my gourmet meal.
I was well annoyed, already, by the time we got back to my house.
My lodger, Steve was there, and soon he acquainted her with something
called double zero. She came staggering into the kitchen.
Steve went out for the evening to give us some privacy and
Keith and Maggie arrived. The red wine flowed and everyone
except Maggie was quite drunk. Big Lindy was quite outspoken
anyway, of course, and with the double zero and gallons of wine
even more so.
She was telling us that in Australia she had quickly run out of cash,
and yet wanted to stay longer than she'd planned, Because of this
she'd got herself a job. A job in a massage parlour. She told us
that on leaving the premises late one night, a man had exposed himself
to her from the bushes. She was quite upset about it. Seeing as
she'd (presumably) been seeing cocks all day, we couldn't fathom
why. She also told us that she'd done massaging of men, and if
they wished she'd provided hand relief. She explained her belief
that anything more would have been prostitution.
Maggie pretended to be quite laissez faire about it all. Afterwards,
to Keith she admitted she was appalled, with the account, and with
Lindy in general really. She thought she was the biggest slag she'd
ever met. And Maggie was from REDNAL!!
So after they went and Steve returned with more of his double zero
and thus stimulated Lindy and I went off to my room where she
assumed the position, immediately, bent over my dressing table
with her knickers on the floor, with black stockings and suspenders
and her dress round her waist. I stood behind her and fucked her,
hard and fast, coming deep up inside her. She hadn't come so I got
her onto the bed for a good licking out. She evidently had used
the M&S flannel as she tasted pleasantly fresh. She manhandled
her big tits up above where I was feasting, and CAME very noisily
filling my nostrils with her juices.
We stripped, got into bed and more or less passed out.
I can't remember for the life of me what we did on the Saturday
daytime but I remember she was REALLY getting on my nerves.
The constant sniffling, the complete ignoring of anything I'd planned, she
was a nightmare.
SO, on the Saturday night it had been planned for weeks that we would
all go to a club, Edwards No. 8, in the city centre. It was a ROCK
club, they played classic rock on one floor, modern rock on
another, etc etc, but it was ALL rock. I painstakingly explained
this to Big Lindy and she said she'd like to go.
There were probably fifteen of us going, and meeting at the house
for a smoke and a drink before we all went, all were guys, apart from
Elaine who was an ex of Steve's.
There were four or five lads who were young bikers, friends of Steve's.
Somehow Elaine had mentioned to Lindy that she knew, or suspected,
that these four or five 17/18 year olds were all virgins. It made sense
they only ever seemed to associate with blokes.
Lindy was in my room ostensibly getting ready, but she'd told Elaine
to grab the first lad, give him a condom and send him up to her. Then
the next.
I can't give you details, I wasn't in the room, but she, in quick
succession, and I MEAN quick, she fucked them all. Four or five
of them. She took their virginities. The bed was going like the
clappers. The frame was never the same again, I had to scrap it.
Eventually after all the lads had reappeared sniggering and backslapping
one another, Big Lindy reappeared. She was flushed, and hopefully
she'd used that flannel again.
We boarded two minibuses we'd booked and headed off to the club.
It was, of course, exactly as I'd described it but Lindy was not impressed.
She asked if she and I could go somewhere else, essentially to a "normal"
night club. Dressed as I was, denim and leather, I wouldn't have been let
in. I offered a compromise that we would stay for an hour or two then
she and I would go home. She declined, in the end she announced that she
was going across the road to the club opposite, which may have been "Boogies".
I said we would be there til two a.m. and to come back over no later than that
for transport back to my house.
She didn't come back.
The minibuses came back for the party at two a.m. we waited a few minutes and
left.
A few people stopped over at my house. Elaine was noisily fucking one of the
young bikers in my spare room.
Those who had stayed the night fetched breakfast sandwiches the next morning,
the morning wore on, and no Lindy.
A party of us had arranged to have a curry lunch, a "Balti Sunday" as we termed it,
at 1pm. Around 12 noon the landline rang, it was Big Lindy. She had met two guys
in Boogies, black guys, and stayed the night at their flat in Chelmsley Wood.
Nothing had happened, she assured me, she had slept on the sofa. I don't know why
she was telling me this.
I told her to get a taxi to my house, and gave her the address, I also said that I'd been
asked to rehearse late notice with a band I was depping (standing in for an absent member)
for and I would be unavailable for the rest of the day. I would drop her at the station.
While she was making her way to me I gathered up all her things (flannel, half a cabbage
etc) and put them on the step. When she arrived she wanted to check she hadn't left
anything, but I wouldn't let her in the house. I drove her to New Street Station in time
for the 13.00 to Euston, and I never saw her again.
A mate of mine was a doorman at another club, he knew the doormen at Boogies.
He called me to tell me that they had told him they had met a girl on her own up
from London Saturday night She'd gone back to their place and they had spit roasted
her, fucked her up the arse, DPd her the fucking lot. She apparently liked it standing
up and having her buttocks pulled apart "to get it further up her".
Anyone we know?
Dr W
3 years ago