I wrote an earlier article about a mate of mine called Bubbsy Wubbsy, who had obviously found the g-spot years ago, before we had even heard of it. He called it 'rubbing the bone' and he always said that it drove women wild...

We had gone on holiday to Newquay in Cornwall and were staying at the Hendra camp site. In the evenings we used to go into the town to the Sailors Arms which was (and still is I believe) a disco pub. It was there that Bubbsy Wubbsy and my brother pulled two girls from Cannock Chase near Birmingham. They were taken back to the tents after the pubs closed and fucked senseless. Their words, not mine.

Anyway, Bubbsy Wubbsy's girl was a trainee school teacher and she was obviously smitten by him and even though we were all for notching up a good score on holiday, Bubbsy Wubbsy ended up with her several nights. "She's a great fuck" he told us, as if we needed to be told. Bubbsy Wubbsy had a reputation as someone who could fuck (noisily) for hours and we had been listening to him on the job all holiday. The whole camp site had!

The last fuck that they had went on and on and the rest of us eventually dropped off to sleep. Bubbsy Wubbsy told us the next morning that he fucked her all around the tent and at one point the school teacher got on top and rode him. She was practically screaming when she lifted herself off his throbbing cock and pissed all over him. He said that he stopped in his tracks but then continued fucking her. He was not impressed.

I now believe that it was not piss. She had squirted all over him because he was such a good shag and she probably thought it was piss too, in those un-enlightened times.

The following year we were all back at the Hendra camp site pitching our tents when both the girls walked up and said hello to us. I remember seeing the look on the school teachers face, it was a "You gave me the best fuck of my life and I want some more" look. Bubbsy Wubbsy dutifully obliged...