I've got 2 great stories.
1.) The rock concert
The first one I was at a rock concert (Ash I think) and there was plenty of teenage student totty on display wearing tight t-shirts and low-slung jeans. Everywhere you looked there was flesh on display and peeking thongs.
When I usually go to such rock concerts I spend the first half photographing the band and then go looking for hot chicks to photograph. I snap them whilst pretending to take pics of the band or else some imaginary friend in the crowd.
On this particular night I managed to get loads of good ass photos and peeking thongs and even some upskirts from 2 girls who were sitting down on some steps. Classic!!!
I met up with a friend afterwards and we went clubbing. During the night he dropped the camera by mistake and I thought nothing of it at the time. But when I returned home and tried to download the night's work onto my computer all the pics were gone!!! Somehow they had been wiped from the memory card when Steven dropped the camera. Our friendship was never the same again after that and eventually we drifted apart. No doubt I still secretly harboured a grudge about him ruining my best night's work ever.
2.) The pissing girls
This was the equivalent of Roberto Baggio missing that penalty kick in the 1994 World Cup final. It was a marvellous photo opportunity ruined!!!
I was at the bus stop waiting for my bus home after work. It was late at night and the bus station was pretty quiet. There were 2 other girls also at the stop - both were completely drunk and had obviously been out partying somewhere. I heard one say to the other that she was desperate for a pee and couldn't wait until she got home. The other girl said there was an underpass (a walkway) leading under the bus station towards the local park. The 2 girls whispered to each other and then made off towards the underpass.
I knew what was happening and I had been waiting for this moment all my life - the chance to see a real live girl peeing outside and fortunately I had my camera (I used to carry it everywhere with me at one time) - I waited a few seconds and then also made my way down to the underpass.
Sure enough both girls were there. The first one was squatting down with her jeans at her ankles peeing against the wall. Even though it was dark, there was dim lighting in the underpass (to deter muggers) and I could see her shaven pussy in all it's glory. The look on her face was priceless. She was obviously embarrassed and wanted to pull her pants up straight away but couldn't cause she was still pissing. I remember also making a comment about her cute pink pants. By the time I got my camera out though she was pulling her pants back up and zipping up her jeans.
Her friend though was also peeing (and this is the one who was really drunk). She was actually sitting down against the wall with her jeans pulled down to her knees. It was quite funny because the ground was slightly sloped and as she peed, the stream went downwards and splashed against her feet and the bottom of her jeans. There wasn't much light at this end of the tunnel and so I couldn't see any of her private parts. I got my camera ready again and was just about to take a pic when I saw a police car outside the tunnel in the park (it was actually quite a way off but I got the fright of my life nevertheless) The police were obviously looking for underage drinkers in the park which is common on Friday and Saturday nights. The moment was gone and by the time the police car had gone both girls had their clothes back on and were making a run for it (I think they were also worried about the police presence - maybe they also had something to hide)
I didn't go back up to the bus stop to get my bus - instead I squated down next to where the girls had peed and wanked myself off - I was aroused and nervous so it only took a minute or so. Then I went back to the bus station and got the next bus after a half-hour wait or so. I had missed the bus but it was worth it although I never got any photos.
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