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Weird Sex (Practices, Preferences & Accoutrements!)

Not wishing to wade through 153 pages of this, I'll ask this question anyway on the off-chance no one else has.

Why do women go dogging ?
 
Presumably some enjoy it. I think you'd have to find one to ask. Anyone here want to own up?
 
Not wishing to wade through 153 pages of this, I'll ask this question anyway on the off-chance no one else has.

Why do women go dogging ?
For the same reasons as men?
 
I don't think it is quite so simple.

Men will shag anything given the opportunity (well many men;most men ?) but for a woman to wish to be humped by a group of strangers in a public place where no one knows what STDs may be spread around, seems rather odd behaviour. Particularly as much of this goes on the web and many people who know her may see it.

Where are our in-house behavioral psychiatrists when you need them ?
 
Way back, when I was in Uni, I can remember there was speculation about whether Lesbians ever went "cottaging."

When we ventured to put the question to some live ones, they laughed at our morbid curiosity.

Yet, clearly, the Ladies was a social space! They all went together! Hiding in plain sight all along! :evillaugh:

Dogging, by the sounds of it, is Unisex Cottaging, without benefit of cottage - or dog, even! :oops:
 
I don't think it is quite so simple.

Men will shag anything given the opportunity (well many men;most men ?) but for a woman to wish to be humped by a group of strangers in a public place where no one knows what STDs may be spread around, seems rather odd behaviour. Particularly as much of this goes on the web and many people who know her may see it.

Where are our in-house behavioral psychiatrists when you need them ?
Some women are exhibitionists.
 
Not wishing to wade through 153 pages of this, I'll ask this question anyway on the off-chance no one else has.

Why do women go dogging ?

There was a British TV documentary about it a few years ago. We watched it in the eager anticipation of a good laugh, it being a potentially funny subject an' all.

It was instead very sad. The women shown dogging were there more or less under duress from their male partners. The women were expected to service other men whom they didn't know and were obviously feeling humiliated. I felt sorry for them. It was NOT erotic; abusive, really.
None was enjoying it and they only seemed to be there because they were totally dominated.
 
One could say they are providing a service ?

Headline in local paper.

'Prostitutes are attacking women who are dogging, Claim that they are ruining their business.'
 
The women shown dogging were there more or less under duress from their male partners.

I can recall reading graffiti in which men implored more virile types to service their wives or girlfriends - usually while they watched, which may have put off quite a few. Massive tools were usually the requirement, black preferred.

Online, they seem to have resurrected the Shakespearean term "cuckold" to describe their predilection. It does have one slightly-more-modern literary example, in the form of Leopold Bloom in Ulysses, who luxuriates, at times, in the notion of Molly's ravishment by Blazes Boylan.

Old sexual lexicons will refer to the "buttered crumpet" or muffin, as the joy of some men, in pairs or groups.

The enjoyment of other males at one remove does tend to make the woman a more-or-less willing instrument or alibi! :doggy:

That said, I'm sure at least a few women are enthusiastic about the business!
 
Well, that's three of us.

But I was generalising. And I do know men who would.

I'm much too cautious.

edit: And old. Almost forgot that.
 
One can imagine the scene, A small office with one very attractive female and half a dozen men, each thinking secretly ' Yes, I fancy a bit of young Gloria. Never happen though'.

And as they leave the office that evening one says ' suppose you will be staying in and watching telly tonight Gloria ?,

'Hell no, Sam. I'm off to the multistory car park for an hours dogging. About ten PM if you fancy a bit. You're all welcome, hope you're up to it'.

Er, no, sorry, got to decorate the kitchen, how about you Bert ? Can't tonight, watching footie'

Exit Gloria.

So we now know the origin of 'Transit Gloria Mundi'.
 
In the sketch I think she was picked up on Monday in the transit and was sick in it.

One of Ronnie Barkers best.

Additional. I hear that after a few sessions with her, they got bored. hence

Sic Transit Gloria Mundi.
 
One can imagine the scene, A small office with one very attractive female and half a dozen men, each thinking secretly ' Yes, I fancy a bit of young Gloria. Never happen though'.

And as they leave the office that evening one says ' suppose you will be staying in and watching telly tonight Gloria ?,

Well, I really wouldn't do that dogging thing, I have rules you know...

 
Somehow there's a lot of this on my Twitter feed.
I'm not looking for this stuff actively, really not :Hobbes:

Vaginal Fluid Transplants Hold Promise but Raise Safety Concerns
A small study tested the approach for treating a common bacterial infection by restoring a healthy microbiome
https://www.scientificamerican.com/...rce=twitter&utm_campaign=SciAm_&sf221601800=1


Inside the shutdown of the ‘world’s largest’ child sex abuse website
Hackers found the dark web site just weeks after the U.S. government did

https://techcrunch.com/2019/10/16/d...1wPTE&guce_referrer_cs=BwY2o39anlNt-Lxr-NE4Ug


Man has massive, rotting scrotum removed after avoiding doctors for decades
Doctors believe he had an untreated parasitic infection.
https://arstechnica.com/science/201...to-his-knees-and-began-to-rot-doctors-report/
 
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I recently discovered that some cotton-mill workers got a similar complaint, due to the carcinogenic oil which they used to lubricate the machines. It soaked their trousers and provided another early example of an identified industrial disease.

Shale-oil was identified as the problem.:(

Yup, the ones who walked forwards & backwards in front of the machines. There are looms like that at the Manchester Science Museum. Every time I see them I think of the health risks in times gone by.
 
Every time I see them I think of the health risks in times gone by.
Not so long ago - my parents' generation had to put up with such hazards at work.
My Mum's best friend who worked with her at a hat factory in the 1950s was exposed to benzene and is now dying of a cancer of the blood, similar to leukaemia (it might even be leukaemia - I don't know all the facts). My Mum was also exposed to some nasties too, but not so much.
 
Presumably some enjoy it. I think you'd have to find one to ask. Anyone here want to own up?
Indeed, and more than you'd have thought. Some of them may even swear blind that they are appalled by such things, yet secretly harbour the desire to get stuck in. In fact, I guarantee it. Whether they will take the plunge or not is another thing. What people should appreciate is that everyone is different, and that what seems downright perverted to you, might be a weekend treat for me.
To be honest, to me, the idea of having sex with the same person for decades is incredible, I cannot quite understand how anyone can do it! Those that can do it, fair play, each to their own, it's not my place to look down my nose at what works for others.

Sad though it may be, some women get a very definite confidence boost when a gaggle of blokes are jostling to fuck them. Yes, they shouldn't have to throw themselves open to be used by all, but then again, in modern society, women are deemed "undesirable" if they aren't conventionally beautiful or are overweight, for example. I know lots of seriously obese women who would have no hope of being chatted up in a pub, yet who have varied and fulfilled sex lives with lots of men who aren't fussy about being third out of five. They don't get turned down because of their fat or their stretch marks and consequently are happy in themselves and get on with life as best they can. Sure, they should be watching their diet and getting healthy, but that could apply to us all. Meanwhile, life goes on.

There was a British TV documentary about it a few years ago. We watched it in the eager anticipation of a good laugh, it being a potentially funny subject an' all.

It was instead very sad. The women shown dogging were there more or less under duress from their male partners. The women were expected to service other men whom they didn't know and were obviously feeling humiliated. I felt sorry for them. It was NOT erotic; abusive, really.
None was enjoying it and they only seemed to be there because they were totally dominated.

Yes, I remember that and it was dismally sad, for all involved. However, I can tell you that there are other couples who, whilst indulging their D/s desires, get a real kick out of this sort of thing. There's no fucking way they are going to appear in a documentary though, disguises or not! I think that the people in that programme were...erm, less than average intelligence, shall we say, rather than being illustrative of those who enjoy different sex lives to the majority.
I know one particular lady who went from being a very strait-laced pillar of the community to being a real live-wire, for whom orally pleasuring 11 strangers in one evening is the norm, after she was "instructed" to do so by her Dominant partner. She left him not long afterwards because he couldn't keep up with her increasingly adventurous sexual desires! Actually, she still is the strait-laced pillar of the community, just one with a secret lurid sex life which sees her travelling up and down the country to clubs and parties. It's what fires her up, makes her feel alive, so who can criticise her? You only live once.

I myself have had an "unconventional" sex life for a number of years, and what I once thought purely the realm of porno fantasy, I can indulge in with very little notice or trouble to arrange. Oh, the things I have seen, the things I have done!
I've yet to, erm, come across any woman I thought was doing anything against her will or who was unhappy with what she was doing, and hope I never do. I have, however, seen the anguish on more than one hubby's face, as he finds the fantasy of having another man ravish his wife turns into the nightmare reality of watching her get properly seen-to. Properly. At my leisure. And no, I don't feel guilty.
Be careful what you wish for folks, and don't even think about living out the fantasy until you've thought through the potential outcomes.

Incidentally, regarding dogging, it's actually more a gay thing. For straight men, the chances of finding any woman looking to play whilst parked up are incredibly slim, especially in one of the apparent dogging hot-spots. The thing is that when men get the scent of such a woman, it looks somewhat akin to the appearance of a zebra corpse on the Serengeti - the vultures swoop in from miles away, and they don't give a shit how many are already there, they ARE going to get involved. Even women who enjoy multiple men soon get pissed off with being mobbed, so successful dogging meets are usually pre-arranged.

FWIW, generally speaking, the kind of people who go to the trouble of finding a quiet private venue and inviting participants are usually quite fastidious about their sexual health - probably more so than your average Joe who goes into the local nightclub at weekends trying to pull Sharon or Tracey. I know that anyone trying to go in bareback would probably be strung up.
(There will, of course, be those who get their kicks from the risk of not just sex with multiple strangers, but without protection too. I cannot see them attracting too many regular sexual adventurers - the risk of an STI ruining future parties, club nights, gangbangs etc, not to mention being potentially lethal, would make most think twice before diving in. People talk, and I believe that if STIs were being passed around, they'd soon be smothered, as happened not so long back with a group of regular party-goers who swiftly identified and shut down a source of a particular infection. Must have been the kiss-of-death for their party scene, but they realised immediately that such dangers cannot be brushed under the carpet and drew attention to the problem. Sadly, the "porridge stirrers" probably go home to their faithful wives and infections may be undetected for a long time)

Those rare women who were out there playing with random multiple strangers gave up when the tabloids discovered dogging (or rather, when they discovered famous footballers dogging), and once quiet spots became like Picadilly Circus, with car-loads of blokes turning up, seriously expecting to get some action!

Men in dark carparks awaiting a woman to just turn up and go cock-crazy tend to inevitably get very poor eyesight, and will merrily proffer their family jewels to someone who is plainly another bloke in a wig, but then will claim that they can't be bi/gay. and that they believed it to be a female. Yeah, sure. (Their sexual health may be pretty dodgy too!)
 
Indeed, and more than you'd have thought. Some of them may even swear blind that they are appalled by such things, yet secretly harbour the desire to get stuck in. In fact, I guarantee it. Whether they will take the plunge or not is another thing. What people should appreciate is that everyone is different, and that what seems downright perverted to you, might be a weekend treat for me.
To be honest, to me, the idea of having sex with the same person for decades is incredible, I cannot quite understand how anyone can do it! Those that can do it, fair play, each to their own, it's not my place to look down my nose at what works for others.

Sad though it may be, some women get a very definite confidence boost when a gaggle of blokes are jostling to fuck them. Yes, they shouldn't have to throw themselves open to be used by all, but then again, in modern society, women are deemed "undesirable" if they aren't conventionally beautiful or are overweight, for example. I know lots of seriously obese women who would have no hope of being chatted up in a pub, yet who have varied and fulfilled sex lives with lots of men who aren't fussy about being third out of five. They don't get turned down because of their fat or their stretch marks and consequently are happy in themselves and get on with life as best they can. Sure, they should be watching their diet and getting healthy, but that could apply to us all. Meanwhile, life goes on.



Yes, I remember that and it was dismally sad, for all involved. However, I can tell you that there are other couples who, whilst indulging their D/s desires, get a real kick out of this sort of thing. There's no fucking way they are going to appear in a documentary though, disguises or not! I think that the people in that programme were...erm, less than average intelligence, shall we say, rather than being illustrative of those who enjoy different sex lives to the majority.
I know one particular lady who went from being a very strait-laced pillar of the community to being a real live-wire, for whom orally pleasuring 11 strangers in one evening is the norm, after she was "instructed" to do so by her Dominant partner. She left him not long afterwards because he couldn't keep up with her increasingly adventurous sexual desires! Actually, she still is the strait-laced pillar of the community, just one with a secret lurid sex life which sees her travelling up and down the country to clubs and parties. It's what fires her up, makes her feel alive, so who can criticise her? You only live once.

I myself have had an "unconventional" sex life for a number of years, and what I once thought purely the realm of porno fantasy, I can indulge in with very little notice or trouble to arrange. Oh, the things I have seen, the things I have done!
I've yet to, erm, come across any woman I thought was doing anything against her will or who was unhappy with what she was doing, and hope I never do. I have, however, seen the anguish on more than one hubby's face, as he finds the fantasy of having another man ravish his wife turns into the nightmare reality of watching her get properly seen-to. Properly. At my leisure. And no, I don't feel guilty.
Be careful what you wish for folks, and don't even think about living out the fantasy until you've thought through the potential outcomes.

Incidentally, regarding dogging, it's actually more a gay thing. For straight men, the chances of finding any woman looking to play whilst parked up are incredibly slim, especially in one of the apparent dogging hot-spots. The thing is that when men get the scent of such a woman, it looks somewhat akin to the appearance of a zebra corpse on the Serengeti - the vultures swoop in from miles away, and they don't give a shit how many are already there, they ARE going to get involved. Even women who enjoy multiple men soon get pissed off with being mobbed, so successful dogging meets are usually pre-arranged.

FWIW, generally speaking, the kind of people who go to the trouble of finding a quiet private venue and inviting participants are usually quite fastidious about their sexual health - probably more so than your average Joe who goes into the local nightclub at weekends trying to pull Sharon or Tracey. I know that anyone trying to go in bareback would probably be strung up.
(There will, of course, be those who get their kicks from the risk of not just sex with multiple strangers, but without protection too. I cannot see them attracting too many regular sexual adventurers - the risk of an STI ruining future parties, club nights, gangbangs etc, not to mention being potentially lethal, would make most think twice before diving in. People talk, and I believe that if STIs were being passed around, they'd soon be smothered, as happened not so long back with a group of regular party-goers who swiftly identified and shut down a source of a particular infection. Must have been the kiss-of-death for their party scene, but they realised immediately that such dangers cannot be brushed under the carpet and drew attention to the problem. Sadly, the "porridge stirrers" probably go home to their faithful wives and infections may be undetected for a long time)

Those rare women who were out there playing with random multiple strangers gave up when the tabloids discovered dogging (or rather, when they discovered famous footballers dogging), and once quiet spots became like Picadilly Circus, with car-loads of blokes turning up, seriously expecting to get some action!

Men in dark carparks awaiting a woman to just turn up and go cock-crazy tend to inevitably get very poor eyesight, and will merrily proffer their family jewels to someone who is plainly another bloke in a wig, but then will claim that they can't be bi/gay. and that they believed it to be a female. Yeah, sure. (Their sexual health may be pretty dodgy too!)

Wow, what a brilliant exposition, thank you!
As you'll know, the programme was Channel 4's Dogging Tales
Dogging came across as a frankly sordid activity. The people shown dogging were seedy and exploitative, or sadly being exploited themselves.

For straight men, the chances of finding any woman looking to play whilst parked up are incredibly slim, especially in one of the apparent dogging hot-spots
Yup, as I've mentioned I often used to park up at night in a distant concealed lay-by to ring home after work. Later discovered it was a raging hot dogging spot, according to the local rags, which published outraged stories about the frenzied sexual shenanigans taking place every night.

Stangely enough I never saw any action whatsoever, even though I was there alone at 10-11pm in a nurse uniform. Can't have been a spot of tabloid hype, surely?

People talk, and I believe that if STIs were being passed around, they'd soon be smothered, as happened not so long back with a group of regular party-goers who swiftly identified and shut down a source of a particular infection.

We saw a TV drama where that happened, part of a series, following a cycle courier on his rounds.
The group's outrage at finding their trust betrayed by the introduction of a nasty bug was treated humorously. Not sure that's how it would really be seen!
 
Yup, as I've mentioned I often used to park up at night in a distant concealed lay-by to ring home after work. Later discovered it was a raging hot dogging spot, according to the local rags, which published outraged stories about the frenzied sexual shenanigans taking place every night.

Stangely enough I never saw any action whatsoever, even though I was there alone at 10-11pm in a nurse uniform. Can't have been a spot of tabloid hype, surely?
Were the local rag stories about women dressing up in nurse outfits and ringing up their lovers to tell them to come out to the lay-by?
 
Were the local rag stories about women dressing up in nurse outfits and ringing up their lovers to tell them to come out to the lay-by?

Come to think of it I did see the odd car cruise by, maybe slowing down for the driver to glance in my direction...

You've made me wonder for the first time if all the fuss was about nothing more than ME and my little pitstops, hahaha! :rollingw:
The timescale is spot-on!
 
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