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What it says above is true in the context of the ladies that appear below. Without exception they all made me sweaty and they perspired, as ladies do. Most, but not all, you have seen before. Different photos and different locations in some instances here
Opportunities presented themselves thick and fast LL. They made me thick and many of the women were fast movers...undressing and in bed. Seriously, you have no idea what happened when you let me down. I was 'released' in a sense and the begin with I went on the internet to search for a new partner who was compatible and who I could trust. What I found in most cases were women who just wanted to get layed and so I obliged 90 % of them. The 10% were either unattractive, overweight or just didn't have anything in common with me.
From the internet I found many women all the way to your doorstep and all the way back. But, that wasn't the only place women presented themselves to me. Ex work colleagues came along, then some of their friends. Women I knew in and around where I lived were another source as were some business contacts I was getting layed more than I could almost cope with and that just covers 2004 and 2005.
As you know or knew, I can perform and perform I did. Not only that I was in demand from those women I had sex with. Most wanted more when they could and, to coin a phrase, fit me in. Here are just a few from those two years, during which time you were also receiving my attentions.
Alison 2004 was a local woman who was married. Her husband worked in sales for a large company and was away most of the week. She lived in a nearby village. I met her where she had a small job in a local store. We chatted freely, she flirted a bit and eventually an invite for coffee came and I called on her. We both knew what it was all about and within an hour we were in bed together humping like there was no tomorrow. The first time I took her after the preliminary licking of her pussy (something her husband never did) was standing with her on the edge of her marital bed legs wide and in the air. Slipping into her already wet pussy covered in cum was a pleasure LL. They are all a little different, pussy's that is. Alison had 'petals and I have always found those rather sexy.
Bit like a flower opening ready to be pollinated and Alison was pollinated that first afternoon for sure. By the time we had finished - we had sex with me on top, then her kneeling while I took her the second time from behind - we were both very sticky and the bed was wet with it. Hence the shower shot above.
This was a woman in her late thirties, no children, whose husband was away s much that Ally was a very frustrated woman. She told me she used the usual devices and her shower, but there was nothing like the real thing and the real thing is what she got from me, with some regularity. She was quite a highly sexed woman so given that attribute we were quite compatible.
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Kim also 2004. This is Kim #3 a local woman living at a place called Litcham just to the north of my home. We linked up via the internet in June 2004 and carried on seeing each other until fairly late in 2006.
Kim was divorced, 42 at the time of this shot and very attractive. The photo was taken in a building in Norwich where I was pondering on making a bid at auction with a view to redevelopment. I told you LL, that you knew very little about me, didn't I. I gave away very little but I never lie to you, like you did with me.
As you can see Kim was lovely and in bed she was even better. Our first forays out were for meals mainly in Norwich and then some country walks. I even took her to Sandringham where I also took you. Naturally, both she and I had been before.
Back to her sexual prowess and her very nice assets. We finally got into bed together in my home in late June of 2004 I guess by then she was comfortable with me LL. We went up my stairs along the long landing and into my bedroom and the western end of the house. Rather like I had done with you before I followed her ass all the way. I had figured that Kim had decent breasts from her profile and having followed her into various stores, restaurants, my car etc, I also knew she was a little larger around the hips. Not massive, just a little larger. There's nothing wrong in having a good chassis absorb the shocks.
We both stripped off with the bedside lights on. If you have forgotten the lampshades were dark green to match the headboard. Kim had a blouse and jeans on as we had only been out to a pub that evening. Off came the blouse and then she struggled out of her jeans. First easing them over her hips then sitting on the bed on 'your' side to pull them off. I was down to my underwater in same period.
She looked great and I watched as she stood after removing her jeans. Lovely smooth legs of medium length, a nicely shaped butt of equal smoothness and a pair of skimpy panties, all lace and frills. She looked quite sexy and she hadn't turned around. In fact she never did because I walked around the bed to her. It had taken some time for Kim to reach this point but she wanted it and I have never ever been one of those men who forces things.
Her bra was all lace and frills too. She had dressed, or undressed, for the occasion, it seemed. Her arms went round my neck. The bra appeared to be of the balcony type. Her cleavage was quite evident as were the swell of her breasts. When her arms came together round my neck, so did her cleavage. Her blue eyes twinkled and I was drawn in by them. We kissed. My hands were on her hips LL she guided them upward and I took the hint ... and undid her bra.
The straps slipped down her arms slowly revealing the beauty of her breasts. Then the cups dropped over her nipples and the fullness of them was revealed. I was looking down on them, Kim was shorter than me but not short. There was beauty in the slope of each boob all the way to her nipples which were upturned and gradually acquiring a certain erectness, now free from her bra which had fallen to the floor. There was also a certain erectness to me as well, LL.
Kim put her hands inside my underwear and pulled it down. I put my hands inside her panties on each of her hips and pulled down. It was a race to the bottom, mine one and out popped my almost full erection. A few seconds later Kim's panties were also being kicked off her ankles. She placed her soft hand on my erection and placed my hands on her breasts.
Her areola, surrounding her nipples, was light in color and her nipples were quite erect now. Kim is/was a true blonde...in every respect. Blue eyes, blonde hair and fair skin tone. From there we made love twice that first time and Kim came each time. Much more followed on other occasions. She remarried eventually in 2008 and I was invited to the wedding, at which I behaved impeccably.
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Sarah was/is the daughter of a farmer in Norfolk. I had known her since about 1994, merely as a member of the family of one of my clients. In 2004, some four years after I last had reason to be at the farm, I was passing by when I spotted my old client, Sarah's father. I pulled over. The farm is just off the A47 east of Swaffham LL, so quite local to where I was living. If I had continued driving eastward on that road I would have come to The Canary and Linnet pub, which you may remember.
Sarah's father was on an ATV. He said it was nice to see me after a number of years and suggested I meet him back at the farmhouse which was behind me. So I turned around and drove back there to wait for him. Part of me expected his wife to appear apart from his two Labradors that already had, but she didn't. As stood by my car making a fuss of the dogs I recalled how, when I went there on a business visit, we always ended up back at the house where a roast lunch was served by his good lady.
He returned about ten minutes later and at the same time his daughter Sarah appeared, apparently she had been at the back of the house somewhere and hadn't heard my car. I asked where his wife was. Then we had to exchange the sad news that we had both lost our wives. He four years earlier than my own loss. Sarah brewed up some coffee and we sat talking for well over an hour. I asked about the cottages they owned that were about a half mile away toward the main A47.
I was told they were both empty and now being considered for sale. Sarah offered to show them to me and I accepted. While we drove the short distance there I asked her how life was treating her. When I first met the family back in the early nineties she was just over twenty one. Now she was thirty five and she told me had one marriage and one divorce behind her.
The cottages are flint faced - they are still there LL, with some outbuildings at the back. Sarah showed me inside and outside. We stood in the kitchen when she asked how I was coping without a woman in my life. I had an inkling where she was coming from so answered that I was about the same as she must be without a man in her life.
We arrived at the cottages. They and the farm had been collateral against facilities extended to her father. I had never visited the two cottages as they were occupied in my time. Now here I was with Sarah. Things quickly went from showing me the cottages, or cottage as we were in only one of them to her coming closer and closer as we talked. I kissed her LL and from there on that July day went from talking to fucking.
Sarah slipped out of her summer dress. She had dark blue bra and panties. The panties were quite brief and her breasts oozed at the top of her bra. I looked at them as we stripped down. They were pretty full. By that I mean large and well rounded. She slipped her bra off then her panties. The previous occupiers had left an old substantial kitchen table there. We found an old blanket in the utility are and and Sarah lay back on the table legs apart ass I buried my head between her thighs. She came some minutes later.
I had taken those breasts in hand while providing the service I had resulting in her cum flowing out onto the blanket. They were firmer than I had expected and her nipples were surrounded by two dark brown rings, sitting proudly atop each breast. Neither boob spread sideways as she lay there, but remained firm and firmly pointing at the ceiling. I was erect, of course and she shuffled forward on the table so that she could receive me. We docked.
She was nice and wet and open. I slipped in easily and we started on her second journey toward a climax LL. By now she was sort of sitting on the table legs either side of me and curled around my back. She leaned back supported by her arms. That served to make her boobs even more pronounced and fondled and squeezed them as we made love there.
I was able with my left hand to rub her clit as well as thrust and fondle. Who said men can't multi task! Sure enough with a lot of moaning she came again. Her boobs which alternated between my right hand were really hard just before she produced a second dose of cum. Quite a pleasure from my viewpoint.
I withdrew. Sarah slid down off the table, saw I was still erect and smiled. The choices were to suck or fuck. I chose the latter. Sarah turned around put her hands on the edge of the table, arched her back and spread her legs. I took her from behind and came inside Sarah LL. Her words afterward were along the lines of 'that was so good' and 'your not going to leave it just here are you?'
I reassured her, we cleaned up, luckily there was tissue in the house and Sarah's purse (handbag to you LL). I asked if I might get some photos as she dressed. One such was the one you see above taken at the rear of the cottage out of sight of both roads. She wanted to see me again, just for sex and I agreed, willingly. We alternated between my place, one of the cottages and several times in the countryside. All of our 'connections' were very good LL, especially as we developed what we liked. Sarah was quite adventurous in bed...unlike you.
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A picture tells a thousand stories or so they say LL. I guess this one does. It was taken in, or rather near, Bude in Cornwall in 2006 at 6.30 a.m in the morning, some five months after you last saw me in the January of that year. however, that wasn’t the last time I saw you ….
I had driven down there to visit a few friends from my days living in the West Country LL. Apart from a visit to Bath I looked up some old friends in Devon and stayed at an inn in Holsworthy. It was while I was staying there that I met Jane above who was on the staff. I was there for just over a week and we became quite friendly. Most guests, I was told, only stay two or three days and then move on. Hence, my stay being longer, Jane spent sometime 'working' on me. You'll gather what that means in due course.
Holsworthy is a small market town in mid Devon. Although not the center of the Universe it wa a good location from which to travel in various directions. I have friends in Exeter, near Exeter, in Barnstaple and in Newquay, so you will understand why I situated myself in Holsworthy. Jane found her way to my bedroom one night. The third one, so my notes tell me. She had been flirting with me a fair bit and I hadn't discouraged her.
When I heard the light tap on the door I was still up although I had showered and put my gown on. I went to the door LL and there was Jane. I knew why she had come, so I stood to one side and let her in. She was in a skirt and blouse and as I watched her walk in I noted , no tights. Jane kicked off her shoes and turned around. She started unbuttoning her blouse while smiling at me then having revealed her cleavage she started on her skirt and invited me to undo the remaining few buttons on her top. I did and helped her shrug the blouse off.
Her skirt dropped to the ground. She stood there wearing just her bra. You could say Jane had come prepared LL, as she wasn't wearing any panties. Then she undid her bra let that slide down her arms revealing her considerable breasts. I was in for some fun that night!
Completely naked she undid the belt on my gown and I let it also slide to the floor. My interest in Jane and her body was already apparent and quite 'outstandingly rigid'. Those word in quotes are Jane's. We kissed, her warm breasts spread themselves across my chest. As we did, she slipped my cock between her legs and between those 'lips' down there.
The immediate feeling in that area was heat and wetness. The latter increased as she slid to and fro on me LL. We stopped kissing. Jane put her arms around my neck leaned back a bit and I moved my hands from her lovely arse up onto her hips, then her narrow waist and finally they found a home on her breasts. I can’t say my hands encompassed them, they were pretty big as you can see. However they were a pleasure to fondle and squeeze.
Jane and I backed up to the foot of the bed. She let go of my neck, sat on the edge of the bed and then lay back. I lifted her legs up and apart and we were away then. I eased into her pussy and took things nice and slowly…in, out, in, out …stroking her clit as I did so. Before long the moans came and Jane started bucking upward. A hint that she wanted me to be faster and harder. I let go of one leg and held her thigh on her left leg. That held her tight on me and after a number of thrusts that did it …she came. I know she wanted to shout, but she stifled it.
More was to come as did we LL. What an evening. We didn't sleep together, she dressed, crept out the back at nearly midnight and we then didn't meet until the following day. I had a few days left. The following day I went to Newquay and visited my friends all day. I ate there so apart from an evening walk in Holsworthy was back in my room by mid evening. A little later Jane appeared and we made love again...twice LL. Holding her in my arms afterward I stroked her body all over, sucked on her boobs at her request and then she had me rise like Lazarus to the point that I was able to perform again. That evening Jane came three times.
The day before I left we arranged to meet on the beach at Bude, quite early. I left the hotel and picked Jane up in my car as arranged. We both brought our swimwear. Jane new the coast well and she knew where it would be quiet and out of sight of any early morning folk. She led me down to the shore via a path that can only have been known to locals. I would never have spotted it.
Sure enough the beach was very private. The tide was going out and we stripped down to our swimwear. Jane wore a bikini under her dress. It was warm even at that early hour. I say jane wore a bikini. The bottom half barely covered her and her breasts were doing their best to break out of the top half. She took both pieces off and asked me to make love to her.
Outside has always held a certain excitement for me and so we were soon down to it. Jane laying down on our towels legs apart and drawn right back while I licked her pussy. This time her cries were carried away on the breeze. Then we fucked, full on. She had already come and I was determined to make her come again so I went for it fairly aggressively and she loved it.
Part way through we reversed positions and she straddled me giving it all she had while I enjoyed her boobs. Squeezing, fondling and sucking them alternately. She came with an almighty shout, expressing some sort of freedom to do so out there on the beach, miles from anywhere. She rolled off me. I mounted her and thrust and thrust until I shot all I had inside her. Having recovered sufficiently, we ran down to the sea naked and immersed ourselves in the water.
I left the following morning LL, driving back toward Bath and wondering how it was that I seemed to land on my feet with yet another woman who I was doubtful I would ever see again. I was wrong.
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While you and I were together I had been adding to my property portfolio unbeknown to you. I guess you thought at the time that all I had was the properties over here in Florida. As you are now aware I had others including two developments. I was a lot wealthier than I ever let you know. You might have found out if you had stayed and committed. In fact, you would have found out as I would have told you.
One of the many was the property above. An end of terrace located in Norwich that was in the course of some renovation by the people I employed, including rewiring, hence the plaster on the wall. The other item of interest in the shot is Hannah, who is someone I knew from one of the three solicitor's firms I used back then. This shot was taken a Saturday morning in 2005. We had agreed to meet for coffee as she was single and as far as she knew so was I. Technically and for all intents and purposes I was, given what you were up to LL.
Coffee was at 10.30 that morning and we sat and talked for about an half hour. Then we walked back to my car as Hannah had said she would like to see the place I was doing up or rather having done up. She told me she never really saw the places she dealt with.
A little background here. I had known Laura since before you ever came on the scene LL. Back then I was married and she was still qualifying as a legal executive. Over the years, probably five or six by then, she had gradually taken over a lot of the routine work involving my company. We were good friends.
Then we became close friends on that Saturday LL. I took Hannah to the house which was about a ten minute ride. I unlocked and showed her around. To be honest it wasn’t that interesting with empty rooms, some freshly plastered and others awaiting attention. It had just two and a half bedrooms, so not a large place and Victorian in terms of age.
I followed her up the stairs her sandals making loud sounds with each step she took. Her summer dress swinging above and over her bare legs. We were still talking when we reached the top. Having seen downstairs I don’t think she was that interested in the top floor so much. Having viewed the bathroom where a new suite had been installed we ended up in the back bedroom where the decorators had piled their sheets used to cover the floors.
They were roughly folded and in one corner of the room. About a week before Hannah and I had gone to dinner on the Friday evening, she came home with me and we slept together. When she intimated that she wanted to have sex at the property above that Saturday, it wasn't like it was the first time LL. In fact she had told me before that day how much I satisfied her, so I wasn't surprised at all. Neither of us stripped off completely, but I did make a 'bed' of sorts out of the decorators stuff.
Hannah slipped her panties off and I stripped from the waist down. As I did Hannah lay down and when I turned around there she was as you see her in the photo. Legs in the air. I noted at the time that I used that small silver colored Canon camera to take the shot you see as I bent down to get something to kneel on. I have also recorded the fact that Hannah asked me if I was ready and then answered her won question when she saw my cock fully erect.
We made love on those old decorators sheets. Me kneeling and Hannah's legs at first wide apart and in the air while I knelt between her legs. Then she put them on my shoulders which closed her pussy nice and tight on my cock. We both enjoyed that from time to time. We both came in that dusty room, along with Hannah's moans, yes's and cries...and my grunts as I unloaded inside her.
We cleaned up in the bathroom, dressed and left for lunch. Not bad start to the weekend, considering I had slept with a woman called Karen on the Thursday night as well. Hannah liked her sex, was hungry for it quite frequently and once she started there was no refusing her...not that I wanted to as I am equally highly sexed. My testosterone levels haven't diminished yet LL
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Laura, New Hampshire 2008. You have seen this shot before, but I like it so much I have inserted here, again.↭
I found life exciting after you had strayed. Seeing other women in your town and nearby added something extra and of course involved careful planning. I didn't want my ladies crossing paths. Julie never queried the fact that I always took her out and about during the day. Even to the extent of shopping at Gateshead and a few days way in Scotland. The photo above was taken on one of my visits to her home after we had known each other for some months.
She had returned from a holiday with family members. They mainly lived in Durham, so she had flown out of Newcastle. All of which explains the bikini lines on her slim body. Julie was single and in her thirties. She (obviously) had a preference for older men and what I could do for her. In fact she loved sex with me LL and she made that clear after our first time and with the utmost sincerity.
In fact she could be just a little clingy, but she also knew that I had other priorities. The words 'business and clients' covered a multitude of matters. That was mostly, true, but not entirely. At the end of the day LL, we both got what we wanted from our relationship which went on from May 2004 right through to early 2006
As to sex with Julie. It was excellent. There is no other word for it. She was open to all sorts of things, all sorts of positions and locations and knew what she wanted from me. I took her home to Norfolk in the summer of 2005, completely unknown to you. Then back again combined with a visit to you over the weekend and then dropping in on (and into) Debbie in Keswick on the following Monday night.
Living dangerously LL and excitingly. I was never bored except on some occasions with you and your deceit. It was equally 'dangerous' back in East Anglia as there were more than a few in Norfolk. Once I started travelling a lot more from 2006 onward it became easier due to geography...the women were pretty easy too!
Clare without an 'i' in 2004, around the second week of October at my place in Norfolk LL. Yet another woman who found she rather enjoyed sex with an older man and came in both senses of the word via a recommendation. That was something that surprised me a little back then. The way women passed on their sexual experiences and passed on the man. It didn't seem to matter to some, especially the younger women that I was fucking them and their friend (s). Of course they didn't know about all the others, but ten it never came up in conversation.
My encounter with this lady, who you have never seen before, was a little different to most in your neck of the woods LL. Not an internet encounter, not a 'recommendation, not a commission for photos, but a chance meeting in 2005, in Keswick.
Steph in Suffolk with me, on a day out in 2005. I have written a blog about Steph before, so won't expand further here...although she loved me 'expanding'....if you follow, which I'm sure you do.
You may wonder where the devil is this. A nice bed and even lovelier woman in what appears to be a derelict room. It was in fact a place in Norfolk and it was the Fall of 2004. The house was near a place called Cawston, which the lady in the phot had bought following her divorce settlement.
Finally in this blog I decided to finish with this shot of the slim tall form of a resident of your city taken in 2005. The shot was taken from where I was laying on her bed.
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Clare without an 'i' in 2004, around the second week of October at my place in Norfolk LL. Yet another woman who found she rather enjoyed sex with an older man and came in both senses of the word via a recommendation. That was something that surprised me a little back then. The way women passed on their sexual experiences and passed on the man. It didn't seem to matter to some, especially the younger women that I was fucking them and their friend (s). Of course they didn't know about all the others, but ten it never came up in conversation. Clare was around 5' 6" with a narrow waist great curves and boobs that were just right. Apart from our sexual exploits together, the one thing that was outstanding about Clare were her nipples, hence the photo above. She was thirty three when I took this shot and separated, although she wasn't married anyway.
It always amuses me and did then when we both know we are going to have sex together but perform the 'dance' of polite conversation, coffee or whatever until we get round and down to what we are both together. That has happened to me so many times I became and am adept at making the ladies at ease and heightening their anticipation. So it was with Clare. I knew why she was there. She knew why she was there, but there was no reason we couldn't get along and be friends. We did and we were.
That first time was quite slick and easy. Sometimes there is a little hesitation but not with Clare. We 'retired' to my bedroom within an hour or so of meeting and having coffee at my home. She wore a dress, bra and panties and they came off in that order. I stripped as well of course and my dear old bed said hello to yet another woman. I lost count of how many were layed there LL, including you, some many times.
Clare was good in bed. I was lucky with the women who wanted me, they were 99% slim, curvy and sexy and they were generally pretty good lays. There were a few that found new experiences with me and greatly enjoyed them, but Clare wasn't one of them. I have seen many women naked and more than a few in my bedroom there in Norfolk. Clare looked great, backlit as she was from the window behind her.
She had no qualms about undressing in front of me and when she took her panties off a glanced over at me was pleased to see that I had risen to my full extent. That was in no small part due to her body but in particular her breasts and those nipples. I couldn't wait to get my hands on them but I never hurry things, although on this occasion I didn't have to wait long as Clare walked around to my side of the bed and asked if I liked her and also her nipples.
What could I say. Her was a thirty two year old young woman offering her body to me and wanting to have some 'fun'. We did. She liked what she saw protruding from me and I like what I saw protruding from her. In my case my erection in her case her nipples. She told me they always went erect and hard when she was anticipating sex. That often didn't happen with most women I layed until they were well on their way. With Clare she was upfront, literally I caressed her breasts and she caressed my cock.
That made me even harder, her soft hand and slender fingers doing what they were. Clare's breasts were firm, just the right size and when I started on them they harden quite quickly being engorged in a matter of minutes. We decided to indulge in a little soixante neuf and arranged ourselves accordingly. I told her to suck but not to make me come as I was saving that for her. When Clare's already open pussy presented itself over my face I intended to make her come and she wanted to.
Slowly she sucked on me and slowly she lowered her pussy to my mouth. It was open and moist and I used my tongue all the way along her opening, sucking on the lips of her vagina from time to time. She slowly dilated and it was then that I moved onto her clit. I expected to have to work it a little until it was erect, but no. There it was quite hard and a little larger than most. Rapid and firm strokes brought Clare to a climax long before she had me anywhere near. her juices flowed all over my face LL and down onto my chest as she let go my cock and moaned and uttered a stream of 'Oh's'.
She rolled off me panting a little and lay on her tummy, her bottom toward me. I gave it a playful slap and then turned her over and mounted her. Our heads were now at the bottom of the bead rather than the headboard end. Clare lay back her head near the edge of the bed and her legs raised and held wide to allow me in. I steered myself to her opening and then entered slowly plunging my full length into her.
I looked down she was smiling…and talking! Not for long through as we plunged against each other, she upward, me downward. I had to ‘taste’ those boobs LL, so I leaned over and sucked each of those lovely nipples in turn, several times. On we went fucking away accompanied by Clare’s increasing moans. I must have hit the mystical G-spot because she suddenly was crying out ‘yes, yes oh yes do that again’. It was something to do with the angle I was entering her. She came quite soon after.
All during this time two things enhanced matters. One was the fact I could see both of us in the dressing table mirror and the second was that Clare’s head had moved over the edge of the bed. I think I know why but her held back in that way enhanced her climax, she told me afterward. I knew why it was and also I had seen her eyes roll back when she came. It was the petit mort as the French call it - the ‘little death’.
Needless to say I had more to give and I was still erect. I asked Clare if she was OK with another session. She nodded vigorously and said 'Yes, please!' My response was on top or from behind? She wanted it from behind. I thinks she was little exhausted from our first fuck to go riding on me, so I stood behind her while she knelt on the bed ass in the air, head down. Entry was easy, she was still wide open and so we did it again LL. Standing, for me, has always been better as I can thrust even more easily. That was how it was. Clare love it although her face didn't necessarily reflect that at certain points.
It was screwed up, frowning heavily, looking slightly distressed, but when it and we all came together, she cried with pleasure. That was our first time together and by no means our last.
I took stock the other day on numbers LL. I think I got it wrong earlier in these blogs. The score is in excess of eight hundred. Some just one night (hotels) but most more than that. A stream of women far beyond you or I ever imagined. Guess who figures near or even at the bottom of my league...you.
How do I recall all these details? Notes LL, copious notes, made shortly afterward and no longer than a few days after. I started with you and still have descriptions of our times together in the sack.
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My encounter with this lady, who you have never seen before, was a little different to most in your neck of the woods LL. Not an internet encounter, not a 'recommendation, not a commission for photos, but a chance meeting in 2005, in Keswick.I had left Debbie's home nearby that Tuesday, driven into Keswick to get some lunch before leaving to head south. Debbie had gone to work. As I headed toward a restaurant I had used before, a rather elegant women bumped into me. As a result she dropped the bag of apples she was carrying. They were in a shopping bag and just rolled out of the top in Booths carpark. I apologized, us Brits always do but it was the lady who wasn't looking.
Our hands touched as we went for one particular apple. Warm, soft and fleeting. We were both looking at each other as we withdrew our hands, both crouched down to collect the spilled apples. She looked at me and smiled I did the same and picked the apple up along with a view of the top of her breasts which were hard not to see. We both stood. I took the bag from her and offered to carry to her car, except she told me it was parked elsewhere in town. I extended my offer and she accepted. Then we introduced ourselves.
She told me her name was Alex ( it was Alexandra in full) and she volunteered the information that she owned a cottage close by. She hailed from London so was a second home owner. It turned out eventually she was a fifth home owner, in fact, as she had five other properties in various locations, mainly overseas. I suggested coffee as we walked and Alex accepted.
Alex, it turned out, was on her own in her cottage. At that point I didn't enquire further as to her marital status LL, but I was warming to her and she to me. She was quite open it seemed with me a complete stranger. We walked to her car and put the groceries in the trunk. Turned out we were both parked in the same place. Not quite cheek by jowl, but pretty close, which is what I felt Alex was heading for.
I told her that it was nice to meet her and maybe we could keep in touch. Alex asked where I was off to. I told her that I was heading home to Norfolk, which was true in part. The fact was I had someone to see and service LL on my journey south. Alex asked me how long it took to drive and I told her five hours, give or take. It was then she suggested that as half the day had gone why didn't I stay overnight in her spare bedroom and start out the following morning fresh.
After some back and forth conversation I accepted. I was guessing we both had some kind of agenda and I have never found it difficult to get a woman into bed LL, as you know from personal experience. She went to her car, a Porsche and headed for my Lexus. I followed the rear of her car out of town. Later I followed her rear up her stairs. I am not revealing where it was/is as she still owns it and I very, very occasional visit with her. That amused me because there you were just up the road, totally ignorant of the fact...as you were in most of 2004 and all of 2005.
We arrived at the 'cottage' which turned out to be a house of some size. I helped Alex unload her groceries and also get a light lunch together. Then I fetched my case into the hallway, freshened up and we sat and had lunch together over a bottle of wine. I couldn't believe that once again Ll I had found myself with yet another woman, this time purely by chance and my good manners...plus a little charm and flattery on my part. Alex was and is tall slim and attractive and on that occasion alone. A no brainer for me.
I also guessed, correctly it turned out, that part of her agenda in inviting me to her home was to get layed…and she was, about an hour after our light lunch. I had noted that she wore no rings that first day but I enquired no further, letting her tell me in her own good time.
As to how she got layed was pretty straight forward. I lugged my case upstairs while she went ahead, hence my earlier reference to following her rear. She swung her hips in an exacerbated fashion, always a good signal in my book. Then she showed me where I could leave my case. I dropped it off and walked back onto the landing. Alex was in the doorway of her own bedroom watching me. I walked toward her, she said nothing, just smiled and had that look in her eyes that I have come to recognize over many years. It's the come to bed look, LL.
Alex didn't say as much she just turned around and asked me to unzip her dress. I fiddled with the little hook and eye thing at the top, while breathing in the smell of her hair and, for want of a better word, her femininity. I managed to undo the hook. Thick fingers I guessed. Then I unzipped her down halfway, just below her bra strap and stopped. I did that on purpose LL, although you might argue it was the gentlemanly thing to do.
I was told not to stop there but to go all the way. It was innuendo and I loved it LL. So I did. The zipper ended just an inch or two below where her buttocks started and an inch or two above where her panties should have been. A quick glance downward told me there were none. Next up, or off, was a request to undo her bra strap. Then, in less than a minute Alex was naked and standing facing me, unbuttoning my shirt and leaning forward to kiss me.
We backed or rather Alex did, into her bedroom. I was frantically undoing my belt and trousers. I wanted her and sure as hell she wanted me, that was a certainty when she grabbed my cock before I was out of my underwear. I knew this was a woman who hadn't been laid in some time, from the urgency of her moves.
Finally, she was on the bed and I was on her, caressing her and fondling her breasts, then squeezing them while she used my cock to rub her clit real fast. She occasional let it dip into her pussy to maintain my interest, although that was far from necessary. Little moans emanated from her LL. She closed her eyes as she continued masturbating with my erection. More moans and then something she couldn't stop.
Alex came and almost immediate steered me right into her pussy. I slid in easily LL, nice and easy, nice and slowly. Alex smiled and gasped then smiled again as I went all the way in to the hilt. She gripped me with her insides. A generous opening followed by that tightness in side was very stimulating for both us. We made love and surprisingly I kept going for as long as it took to have her come again. I surprised myself in not coming over that lengthy session, although I had consciously made the effort mentally, not to.
Given what we were doing, angles, me teasing her clit etc, Alex came that second time. I withdrew and looked down as I did, watching her cum oozing from her pussy. Quite sexy in its way as it is confirmation of what I have done and achieved for a woman.
I rolled off and lay alongside Alex as she regained her breath. Next thing was she started pumping my still erect cock, to the point it went completely rigid again. I thought she was going to suck on me, but no that wasn’t her plan. She straddled me LL hands on my chest and legs either side of mine. That pushed my erection down toward my tummy. Alex smiled at me and started sliding backwards and forwards along my cock. Now that was very nice. I could see her vaginal lips spread over it and her wet pussy providing lubrication. It also served to keep her clit stimulated.
then she eased back LL allowing my erection to assume a vertical position which she then steered inside her. She started riding me fast. I reached up and took her breasts in hand. They fitted perfectly and her nipples also rose to the occasion, until they were standing out 'like chapel hat pegs'. Alex slowed leaned over me supporting herself on her arms. We kissed briefly then she offered her tits to me to suck, in turn. Lovely, I do like a good suck!
Alex kept going but didn't come and I could see she was tiring a little so I rolled her off onto my left and without discussion had her kneel before me as I stood. I took her from behind LL, something you wanted but could never manage. This time we both came almost in unison.
As we lay on the bed Alex cuddled up to me she said a number of things. As always LL from you onward, I made notes. Here are a few of the things Alex said ….
'Just a few hours ago I had no idea you existed and now here we are. I haven't had sex with a man for months and now you have made me come three times. I'm amazed. I have never ever come three times .
You were so good. The way you gyrated inside me it touched every part and parts that I have never felt before. You were so thick too. It filled me and made our sex so very good. I don't want to lose you. If you go I will I see you again?'
That's a shortened version what Alex said LL.
Having tasted the fruits of my loins, she wanted more hence the photo of Alex which she freely allowed, along with others of her on her couch, before we went to bed for a replay. Did she see me again? You bet.
I enjoyed sex with her as much as she enjoyed it with me, so I went to her in her home in London, but more often than not she would come to me. That took some planning I can tell you because, as you know she wasn't the only woman I was bedding. It all became much easier when I acquired my London apartment and eventually when I had eased you out of my life.
Alex and I are still good friends to this day....unlike you.
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Steph in Suffolk with me, on a day out in 2005. I have written a blog about Steph before, so won't expand further here...although she loved me 'expanding'....if you follow, which I'm sure you do.↭
Not all the women I met were in their thirties LL. There were plenty in their forties and a lesser number in their early fifties. Katherine who features in the two shots above was in her mid to late forties and a little heavier around the hips than most. Of course a strong chassis' has it's advantages and she proved to be a very comfortable ride, topped off with nice breasts.
I haven't mentioned where this is have I, or when. It is Carlisle, in 2004. November to be precise. To be even more precise, it was a Monday morning at 11.18 a.m. (photo properties give that little detail). The photos weren't taken on my first visit either. This was in fact my third and another instance of me living dangerously. I was trained in a previous walk of life in how to maintain a low profile, so there wasn't much risk to being 'seen', especially given that it was winter and Katherine had a double garage to house my car. After all LL, it was not so far from you and yours and my car would have been a giveaway, probably.
Our relationship was purely sexual, but we also got on pretty well too. Katherine knew I had other women in my life, but not how many, and she didn't mind. Her almost sole purpose with me was to get laid. It happened of course quite frequently especially during 2004. It was easiest thing in the world to leave your place and drive the short distance to hers. We generally had sex virtually as soon as I arrived If you recall, you and I never had sex on a Monday morning the apparent reason being you had to get to work. For me it was for other reasons and other women.
Katherine had lovely long hair which she let down for me. Add to that her curvy body, nice sized boobs and a hunger for sex and we had some great times. Her preference was for me to mount her first time and then fuck her from behind the second time. That position lent itself to her being taken in more places than just the bedroom, which she rather liked. Especially, when I surprised her!
During those mornings I would manage to send you texts of my progress on my journey 'home'. Fact is that journey was often later in the week. When I visited Katherine, I nearly always stayed the Monday night. More than a few times after she and I had made love before sleeping I would lay there on my back, thinking of you just a little over a mile or so way.
Yes, I had a tinge of guilt about what I was doing with all my women, but then I thought about how generous I had been to you and with you, only to be repaid with deceit. It always worked and any guilty thoughts left my mind as I cuddled up to Katherine with my hand on her breast and fell asleep.
An internet connection.
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A studio shot of a quite athletic lady called Amelia in London in Spring of 2006. Not that long after I rented that place. Amelia was another neighbour from where I had my apartment in Docklands. Sorry I won't be specific about exactly where it was, but not that far from a well known pub.
Amelia came along to the studio one Saturday morning for a number of shots, entirely for her, and entirely in the nude. She was proud of her body and fitness and I told her she had every right to think that way. We had slept together twice before LL, after dinner in London, just off Piccadilly, in fact. The photo above is one that I took that morning, less than six months after you last saw me.
The new couch, in fact the only couch that I had there was delivered three days before and in her nudity Amelia decided she would like to christen it. Two throws and two towels later and we were ready. I locked the studio's outer door and undressed, being urged by Amelia in humorous banter, to hurry up before she 'went off the boil'. There was no chance of that from what I knew of her. She was quite highly sexed and loved a good fuck. That was what we were LL, fuck buddies.
Basically that meant if either of us were up for a bit of fun we would just call and arrange something. I have to say that Amelia was dubious about anything and everything with me at the beginning mainly because of our age difference. That changed immediately following her first time beneath me.
She looked great that morning, as you can see from the shot above. Long legs, a taut and shapely body and really firm breasts, and I mean really firm! When I fondled them they hardly moved, but they sure did respond. We always indulged in a little foreplay and that morning was no different. We both stood before each other both naked and both aroused.
Amelia could tell I was and I knew how she became wet very quickly. I was right. When I took those bullet hard breasts in my hands and we kissed, she slid my erection between her legs to sit in her stickiness down there LL. Then those athletic hips started their rhythmic motion. A few pants from Amelia as she she got into her stride...and her arousal then it was onto the couch where she finished her climb toward a climax by manipulating my cock on her clit. She came, pulled her legs right up and over allowing me to slip into her. We made love there twice. The second time she rode me.
After a clean up, brunch called. We were both hungry LL. That sort of exercise gives you an appetite. The place that we went to had banquettes, so we chose one right at the back and reviewed the shots on the small camera window. That was Amelia's weekend with me and mine with her.
On the Monday something else happened while I was doing a little business elsewhere in London before returning to Norfolk, I met Lucy for the first time and therein lies quite another story. One that involved the little ploy by her, to wind you up LL, over the hospital escapade.
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Leeds and leads.I was certainly led. Bethany was someone who had met in Leeds in April 2004 when I was there to meet another woman. Bethany was one of those very attractive women that men come across in their lives then never to be seen again.
I saw Bethany in Leeds in a restaurant I had lunch in while waiting to meet the lady I had been in contact with from late March. You weren’t right about many things, but you were right about my ‘talking’ with other women and the Leeds lady was one of the early ones.
The restaurant was quite busy. I ordered some lunch and sat drinking coffee and reading my paper while I was waiting. A lady brushed by me and sat quite nearby. She was tall, slim and carried an aroma of a certain Nina Ricci perfume my late wife used to wear. I looked up the see her walking toward the table. Then she sat down. I continued reading my paper.
The occasional glance around saw her looking at the menu and ordering coffee. My lunch arrived and I put the paper away LL. While eating in that busy place I felt she was looking over at me, but each time I looked up she was drinking her coffee or looking elsewhere. Eventually, our eyes locked and she smiled. I smiled back. Lunch finished, mine that is, I paid my bill and left thinking what a lovely woman, but another I would never see again.
I went off to meet Lindsay that afternoon and stayed over at my hotel that night. Lindsay and I got along just fine having only chatted on the internet and phone previously. We had dinner, I got a kiss when the cab dropped her off at her pace and I slept at the hotel, booking out the following morning. I drove back home. I had another date on the Wednesday. One that ended up rather nicely in my getting laid (again - you and I had made love that Sunday LL). All noted down, of course.
A few weeks later and a few more weekends with you and fucking you. On my way back I stopped over to see Lindsay. This time she was going to let me stay with her, basically because she wanted me to take her to bed. I arrived in Leeds before lunch that day, a Monday of course. As Lindsay wouldn't be back until after five I decided to have a little wander, plus also get her some flowers etc.
It was while I was idly looking in one of the stores that I heard a voice behind me say, 'I thought it was you'. I turned around and there was a very well dressed and elegant woman. It took me a moment and then I remembered. It was the lady from the restaurant. I have to say LL it is not normal for me to be 'accosted' by strange women in the street and this was not normal.
I said that she was the lady from the restaurant from several weeks back and she told me I was right. Then there was a bit of a pause. The kind where two people don't know where to go with the chat next. I introduced myself and so did Bethan, as she preferred. I was wondering what the attraction was, to me that is, so I asked right there in the street. She said she liked my straightforwardness.
I wasn't into wasting time LL, like I wasn't into wasting time with you, so I waited for her reply. She said it was my smile and now closer my green eyes and the way they smiled. I smiled and she said …'that's it, that's what made me stop today'. I had around two hours plus before going to Lindsay's so I suggested coffee from which I gained the reply...'I thought you'd never ask'.
We found somewhere and sat and talked and talked. It turned out Bethan was single LL, had an apartment in Leeds, company owned, and a house in Hertfordshire, quite close to London. I told her about my home in Norfolk, but made no mention of anything else, of course.Incidentally, while I remember, the photo above is one from Leeds and the one below in 2008 was taken in London.
She asked me what I was doing that evening. I had to come up with something so I told her I had a meeting that was likely to go into the evening, but perhaps we could meet for lunch that Tuesday. She agreed.
I joined Lindsay later that Monday afternoon LL, wondering while I drove there, how the hell I had managed to pick up another woman in my life,in the rather lovely form of Bethan. I put it to the back of my mind and joined Lindsay.
After breakfast early on the Wednesday morning LL, I said my goodbyes to Lindsay as she left for work. She had a smile on her face and a spring in her step, and it was not from what I said, rather what I did for her. Both the night before and that morning.
We both drove off in different directions. Lindsay to work in Bradford and me to Ledsham Nature Reserve where I spent most of the morning shooting birds (nothing new there LL!) with my cameras of course. There was a coffee place just off the A1 so my morning passed quickly. I drove back into Leeds having freshened up a little, to meet Bethan.
We lunched, she went back to work, but invited me to her place (owned by the company she worked for) in exchange for me taking her to dinner. A fair deal, I thought. I arrived ahead of Bethan at the small apartment block and waited in my car. I figured I would take my other overnight bag in. Not the case I hauled to your place LL.
Bethan arrived, saw my car and waved. I followed her via the elevator and then we were in the apartment together, still talking until she turned around placed her arms around my neck and kissed me.
I placed my arms around her. She wore a thin cotton dress and I could feel both her body beneath it and its warmth. Judicious use of my fingers caressing her back established that she wore just panties and a bra. The panties were quite low down so I knew they were pretty brief in nature.
We kissed and hugged for a few minutes and the message that was conveyed was certainly one of sex. With hardly a word spoken, Bethan turned around and I unzipped her. She shrugged the dress off and it fell to the floor LL. She extracted her heels from it and told me to carry On. I had shed my shirt by now.
I undid her bra and that too hit the floor. With her back still facing me she took her panties of while I removed my gear so that we were then both naked. Then she faced me. As you can see from both photos, above and below, she looked gorgeous. Needless to say LL, I was erect by now. Who wouldn't be!
Slim nice sized breasts and a great figure. Once more I had landed on my feet without trying. Bethan looked down at me in the same way I was appraising her. She took hold of my cock and 'Mmmm, what have we got here', and that was it. I had landed on my feet, but Bethan had now landed on her back, legs over the edge of her bed. She drew them up LL, reached down and with her right hand used my erection to and fro on her pussy and clit. She soon became wet. Her movements with my appendage became quite frantic, quite quickly. To and fro she went faster and faster. You should have seen her face, it was picture of near climax and then not quite.
That continued at some point I reached down and grabbed her tits. Holding them tight in both my hands, pushing them up toward her head and squeezing. All the time she was moaning, not whimpering but moaning loud and long. The it happened. Not just her climax and cum, but gushing, spurting and soaking everything around us. her body was heaving arching and finally resting.
At which point I entered her. She was quite dilated and I slid in to my full length, with no real resistance from her pussy. In and out, in and out LL. Not once did I think of you, I just gave Bethan everything she undoubtedly wanted and that was very good for me too. Whatever she had it made her come again long before I had finished aaand without asking or discussion, she just flipped over kneeling and I slipped into her again and had sex from behind. This time we both went all the way. There must have been a lot of pent up sexuality in Bethan because she came again.
I wasn't quite there but her cries and the contracting of her pussy on my erection squeezed all I had out of me and into her. I withdrew and for a moment watched her cum ooze from her pussy.
We squeezed into the fairly small showered together and cleaned up, by washing each other . Then we dressed, called a cab about an hour later and went to dinner. No hotel for me that night, but a little more sex and then sleep...together.
What you might term a quickie in the morning and a cereal for breakfast and we were both off Bethan for work, me for home in Norfolk. I told Bethan she was fantastic in bed, because she was. She was equally generous to me saying that my stamina was something she wanted more of.
She got it.
Duplicate keys to Leeds and her home were provided in time and we had a relationship that lasted right through to Spring 2006. We are still great friends and she has visited me here in New Hampshire in the last couple of years. Bethan is now in her mid forties. She married had no children and is now divorced.
This shot above, of Bethan, was taken in October 2005.
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You may wonder where the devil is this. A nice bed and even lovelier woman in what appears to be a derelict room. It was in fact a place in Norfolk and it was the Fall of 2004. The house was near a place called Cawston, which the lady in the phot had bought following her divorce settlement.Her name is Jenny (I had to be careful LL. I knew at least two other Jenny's at that time). We met, once again, via the internet a site that you weren't part of. Remember the gizmo/software hidden away on your machine?
Like may women who are separated or divorced, she had been lacking sex in her life, particularly as most of her spare time was tied up with the renovation of the old property you see above. The room was awaiting a re-plaster, incidentally. As another room was also being decorated the bed had been moved in here.
Jenny and I had spoken online and by telephone before we met for a coffee in a nearby market town. You can guess which one LL by way of an exercise. It was a Thursday and by the time she invited me back to see her house the builders, decorators etc had finished for the day...or just about. She showed me around. I recall in one bedroom the floor boards dipped alarmingly in the middle of the room. The joists needed replacing. It was a major renovation, but a lovely old place and Jenny was doing her best to live there while all the work was going on.
Our conversations had revolved when they became a little more personal, around the fact that it wasn't easy for either of us having been married and then lacking physical intimacy in life. I quite obviously didn't enlighten Jenny to my encounters! After all from what I had seen, clothed, Jenny looked very attractive and seemingly had a great body LL. We also got along well. We talked real estate and I told her I had a couple of properties including the terraced place I was having renovated, that I have mentioned in earlier blogs.
Between coffee late that afternoon and a light dinner around 8.00 pm we made love right where you see Jenny sitting in the photo, one of several taken at that time. Jen turned out to be a natural at posing for the camera. I was rewarded (and so was she, twice) with her body.
There was a reason I didn't scoot off and spend my time wooing all these other women I have 'introduced' you to into marriage. In fact there are several reasons. One, most just wanted to get laid, not enter into a binding relationship. Two, most were too young for that considering my age. Three, even after I found out what you were up to behind my back, I still harbored the thought that you might mend your ways and commit. For a while, I was greatly saddened when you didn't. Then I decided what was good for the goose was good for the gander.
Turned out I was far more successful at 'it' than you were. There is also one final reason. I was getting the best of both worlds for a time. You...and the other women!
Jen was slim well endowed up front, firm where it mattered and quite athletic...if you follow. The other thing about her was that she didn't ness about when came to sex. Once she had decided she wanted me, that was it. Off came all her clothes and all of mine. I took the photos of her in the nude while I was also naked and definitely showing my interest.
That was what she wanted. My erection, inside her. Jen lay on her back drew her legs way up and back and pressed my head gently between her thighs. I did what was required and she came. Having opened the door in a manner of speaking I was guided inside, where a warm and wet welcome awaited me> often the first time with a new woman, or for the woman, a new lover, can be a little tight or not what she was expecting. I have always been aware of that and take things slowly.
It was a voyage of discovery for us both. Inside she was quite cavernous. I had no difficulty insert my full length while at the same time being thick enough to touch her sides. Jenny loved the way I operated. All the way in slowly then nearly all the way out, eased along the way by the lubrication her juices were providing. Gyrating my hips, then alternating to using my tip to tease her entrance followed by a complete plunge into her depths. Afterward she told me she had wanted it to go on and on.
But nature intervened and she started moaning, writhing and bucking as she neared her climax. At that point I slammed down hard on her clit, repeatedly until she erupted and had her second release of the day.. I hadn't neglected those nice firm breasts of hers during all of our lovemaking. Just before she came they went quite hard, her nipples stood erect and her cum flowed over my cock.
I withdrew. Jenny said that was still hard and rigid and she wanted me to come as well. We decided she should go for a ride. The net effect of that was that she came almost asoon as she had lowered herself onto me - far too soon. It clicked in my head that Jen was a multiple orgasm woman. Not all at the same time but brought on by several bouts of intercourse.
I took her from behind. I stood, she knelt on the bed. I slipped in and started thrusting slowly, then fast, then slow...and guess what LL, she came again and I was still hard and as rigid as poker (poke her - get it!) Poke her I did even as she was going though the throes of yet another orgasm. I was fast and hard, she asked me to spank her. I did and as I did I came and so did she. I styed put, throbbing inside her as every last drop I had was deposited. As I withdrew her cum flowed from her pussy. She was exhausted and I had certainly had quite a bit of exercise. Jen was definitely a ten out of ten woman.
Did I go back? Did she visit me? Of course - we liked our sex too much not to want to couple a t least twice a week, often during the day at my place. that took a bit of arranging as I often had dates in the evenings. The most satisfying thing about Jen and all the others, bar you LL, was that I was allowed to come...inside them.
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A certain percentage of the women I met and meet, LL, had/have no qualms in wandering around completely naked. Mostly, I have to admit, over here in Florida and also at my places in Cannes and Denia. To a lesser extent Carcassonne and to a greater extent Paris.
However, nowhere so exotic in the photo of Julia above. It is her council flat in Great Yarmouth in June 2004. I'm not sure how she ended up there as she was, and is, a school teacher. It probably had something to do with her husband who had mental health problems and couldn't work. He also had other problems of a physical kind hence the fact we got together to satisfy Julia's physical needs.
Right from the outset online she wanted to talk about sex, different positions, what she liked etc. We managed to meet regularly, weekdays after school mainly, when her husband suffered a lapse and was in respite/care.
Sex with Julia was very good, partly because before we even met we had exchanged views on what pleased us. She also didn't mind me taking photos. Most women didn't as I always preceded things over a period with lots of flattery. It nearly always worked.
The afternoon featured above was quite a session. Julia was a little wide in the hips but not overly so. That was more than made up by her superb boobs which I loved. Large but not too large, firm and upturned. I real turn on for me. When I arrived, as always Julia merely wore a cotton gown and nothing else. Knowing that she wanted to bedded almost immediately I dressed to ensure the minimum effort in undressing. Usually a polo shirt and chinos.
That afternoon we were soon naked and in her bedroom pressed against each other, standing and kissing. One thing about those slightly larger hips was they supported a rather nice arse LL, Something to grab hold of, when my hands weren't employed elsewhere on her tits. Not that it needed it but Julia liked to stroke and pump my cock as a precursor to sex and in exchange she liked me to finger fuck her until she was copiously wet, then move to rubbing her clit.
All this while standing although I did get to suck her boobs between things. She usually made me weep a little semen that she would lick off. When she was wet enough and her pussy open she would lie on the bed, legs apart and have me 'eat pussy' in her words, until she came. Then it was a question of plunging her depths until she came again - she always did.
To finish and to satisfy me, she liked being taken from behind with me spanking her hard repeatedly. On that day of the photo above That worked for her a third time but I was still as hard as a stick of Yarmouth rock. I flipped her over, entered her again and standing between her thighs slammed down and into her hard and fast LL.
I went faster and faster, her eyes rolled back in her head several times. Her pussy was so wet you could hear the liquid noises easily and it was so dilated it was truly cavernous. A large receptacle for what came storming out of me and into her, throbbing as it it did. I recall that she took quite a while to recover, but was very grateful for giving her four climaxes, one after another.
I was pleased with the fact that I came and ejaculated a lot more than I usually do. It kept pumping when I did come and the look on Julia's face when my ejaculation didn't stop for some time was one of utter surprise. That was just our second time together. After that session she couldn't get enough of me. Fitting her in became a small problem, but not an insurmountable one. Fitting into her was never a problem though!
Julia must have spoken about our sex to others. I never asked her, of course, but I was contacted a few weeks into our relationship, by first one then two, other women. That's another blog in itself.
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Pippa from Penrith also 2004. In fact I played it really dangerously in that area at one time LL. I had three women all that the same time but not in the same location of course. I say of course, but I did have a few encounters later down the line with three women...at the same time. This, however, wasn't one of them.
I left yours on the Monday morning as I always did back then in 2004. Headed down the M6 to Penrith, drove down the side of Pippa's and parked up at the rear of her Victorian semi. Pippa was thirty five, slim and long legged as you can see in my shot of her above. A no brainer as far as contraction went. She preferred older men, so we were a good fit...in more ways than one.
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Amy is an actress, not a famous one, more of a jobbing one, you could say. I met her in London at a party in 2009. She invited me to see her perform in Cambridge UK and I was allowed backstage where I got this shot in her dressing area at her behest.
Needless to say we had slept together before both at her place in north London and my London apartment. It was Fall of 2006 and Amy was staying over at my new home there. Not so new now, but I like where it is and still own it.
Amy liked a good fuck. She said it 'relaxed' her. Loved her little nipples and what she could do with her legs when they were high wide and handsome was quite something. Lily white skin and soft as cotton wool to touch. It was a pleasure 'relaxing' her I can tell you as she was into multiple times and the same with her orgasms. Happy days...but then mine still are.
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Annie, April 2005, not that long after I returned to the UK from over here, that March. The location? Down among the Pines in Thetford Forest. Mainly down, but not entirely.
Anne or rather Annie, came from the connection to Julia in Yarmouth. Came and connection, quite evocative words don't you think LL, especially when they are used to describe things during your time with me.
What surprised me about women like Annie were the fact they had never had sex outdoors and when they did they were really excited about it and by it. I guess it was the supposed 'danger, the excitement ... combined of course with their need for a climax...or two, or three.
The photo above was taken the second time we ventured deep into the forest. There ae dogwalkers of course in parts of the forest but it wasn't difficult to figure out by observation, when they were normally around.
The shot was taken before we succumbed to pleasures of the flesh. Annie wasn't tall, but she made up for it with her firm body. My supposed 'fame' with Julia had reached the ears of Annie about four weeks after the episode with Julia, related above. No email, but I did get a call on my landline from her saying she was a friend of Julia's and had heard about me and Julia and what I did for the latter. Would I be interested in making another woman happy? I indicated that I would and we agreed to exchange photos, so we knew what we were getting, so to speak.
I was happy with hers and she was happy with mine and so we met up in Norwich. Annie was single, not through choice though. She had been with a partner for eight years and he had suddenly ended things some six months before. She thought I was single and I didn't disillusion her as I knew I was despite you hanging in there while going behind my back. Leopards and their spots LL.
The first time she came to my place. We made love in the evening and again in the morning LL. Over breakfast she said she wanted to meet with me again. I didn't have to push things. I knew she was eager even though she tried to hide it. Then off to work she went. I arranged to meet her the following Wednesday, as I explained I was away on business.
In fact I was calling on a woman in Keswick on the Friday morning. I left for Thursday lunchtime and arrived in Keswick four and half hours later. I styed the night, made love to Emma (not Debbie - she was away) that evening and Friday morning and then later set off to meet you LL, for lunch.
You and I made love a few times over that weekend and I left, as usual on the Monday morning, ostensibly for home but in fact for Hexham. I then drove home from Vicky on the Tuesday. Just in time, after a night's sleep, for Annie. We decide that going for a stroll and something extra in Thetford Forest would be fun, so we set off.
On those occasions LL, I usually sported a backpack which contained a blanket, some water and plenty of tissues. Annie was looking forward to it....and 'it'. I could tell. she wanted to know that where we were headed was private and remote enough for her to strip off. I confirmed that the place I had in mind was certainly that. About three quarters of a mile walk and we met not a single person, which I knew we wouldn't. Finally buried deep in our part of the forest we got down to business...literally.
I laid the blanket out on a thick bed of pine needles. It's surprising how springy they are LL. We both stripped off completely. Mid July that year was pretty warm. No chance of a chill or chest cold. In fact Annie's chest was lovely and warm, although her buttocks were a little cool to the touch.
She was excited and she could see I was 'excited' in a way that mattered to her...and me. She wanted it and she got it on that blanket on the ground. (Sorry, couldn't resist that). She came, of course. I never leave a woman wanting LL. I hadn't, but Annie was used to my …longevity. She stood and we ventured a few yards among the trees where she offered herself to me again. Annie placed her hands on a tree, spread her legs and arched her back so that her pussy, all warm and wet was lined up with me.
I entered her from behind, sliding inside with ease. Her buttocks firmly against my groin and my hands on her gorgeous boobs. That was when I noted the difference between her warm breasts and her slightly chilled arse. I thrust, she moaned. Fast then slow, fast then slow, reaching round and rubbing her well lubricated clit. More moans rising in terms of decibels, louder and louder until I felt her convulse and come. I continued, almost ignoring her climax, difficult though that was until I felt the all to familiar rush of my own coming and then there it was, spurting inside Annie. To my surprise she had another orgasm, a little less than her second one, but it was there, accompanied by the phrase 'Oh my God, ohh, ohhh, ohhhh!!'
Annie and I continued seeing each other, in the fullest sense, for all of 2005 and right through until 2007. She wasn't the only woman to flow from Julia's conversations with friends LL. Annie was a bit more circumspect but at least one other came to me from something she said to a friend. I guessed it was the sex in the forest episode and I later discovered I was correct.
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This shot of a friend from London was taken on the French coast in 2007. She flew out to join me, having wavered when I first invited her. Her name was Lucy, but not the Lucy I have spoken of before LL.
I was at a party at a friends in their apartment in Docklands when we first met. Lucy attached herself to me that evening for two reasons. One she was there on her own and two she knew I was. There were two other reasons. One of those was she wanted the company of someone who didn't work in banking, the law or the City generally. The other, I discovered to my delight later, was that she wanted to get laid.
Lucy came back to my apartment. This slender attractive woman in her thirties was, that Friday, set on de-stressing in a way that would give her total relief and ...satisfaction. I had one of my cameras on a tripod in the bedroom and Lucy asked 'we' could take a video of the two of us having sex. I set it up, quickly while Lucy undressed. She was little tiddly but not drunk.
She didn't bother with the duvet. In fact she swept it to the floor LL and just lay there completely naked, waiting for me to undress. That didn't take long and what popped out fully erect brought a smile to her face. She sat up, shuffled to the end of the bed and sat there reaching for my cock. She licked and stroked my tip and hood like it was a lollipop until I felt myself oozing a little. That made it even more rigid. It did give me to opportunity to fondle and squeeze her very perky boobs though and her nipples reacted nicely from my attention.
She wanted to be licked and I was more than happy to perform that service for her. I knelt, she lay back, legs apart and I got stuck in...with my tongue. First I worked her pussy, plowing the groove so to speak, to and fro, to and fro. Sucking her vaginal lips and tasting her juices. Then forward to her clit.
Some masterful strokes by me had it, and her, aroused quite quickly. Lucy started moaning and saying things like 'Yes, just there. Oh yes, keep going'. I did. I felt her little pearl become erect. I flicked its tip with my tongue faster and faster then I felt her legs come together, then part, then clamp around my head again LL. Then all hell was let loose as she came. Boy! Could Lucy scream out. Three times she went into overdrive, here slim body bucking and cramping from the effects of her climax.
I stood up. I was looking down at a very wet dilated pink opening and Lucy was looking at my erection approaching her. She pulled her legs right back like some sort of contortionist. I slowly entered her. Her slender frame supported a rather tight pussy even though it was dilated. That combined with fact that my erection is quite a thick one made my initial entry, just that little bit slower.
Then I was in most of the way, accompanied by a couple of gasps from Lucy. Her pussy was wonderful, LL. It seemed to grip me all round even at depth. Young muscles on a fit woman, I guess. It was one of the nicest feelings and when I started thrusting it only got better and better.
I always find it both a pleasure and arousing to watch a woman when I'm fucking her. Whether it's the way her boobs move around or the facial expressions that occupy their faces. Some try to control their shouts and their faces but most just let rip. Lucy was in the latter category.
She went from smiling when I started, to frowning, to rolling her head from side to side and finally her eyes rolling up in her head when she came. All of which was accompanied by her moans and her shouts when she had her orgasm. Lucy was panting hard after her climax LL. I watched her lovely breasts heaving up and down and then I leaned right over her and sucked on each in turn.
I climbed onto the bed alongside her until she slowly calmed. Then she wrapped herself around me. Her left leg across my body. Her hard boobs pressing against my chest. Her hand went to my cock, which was still semi-rigid. A few strokes of her small soft hand and I was right up again, pointing at the ceiling.
It was Lucy's turn to mount me. I don't think she had any expectation of coming again, but she went for it from the word go. I watched as she lowered her nice tight pussy onto me. I watched as it slowly spread wide to accommodate me and I watched as her juices flowed around it. Each time she went up she left more and more of her juices on my erection. The noise was, as you once said LL, like the two organs were talking to each other.
Up and down she went, faster and faster, like a steam hammer, pounding away. Lucy certainly had loads of energy that night. When she was completely upright on me I watched her firm and perky breasts moving. The movement was slight, not like some women whose boobs bounce around randomly. I gave them due attention with my hands and when she wanted to go a little slower she offered them to me to suck and nibble her nipples.
The time came and so did Lucy, all over me. She gushed in fact. Liquids everywhere. All over me and the sheet and Lucy of course. She collapsed on top of me which was rather nice. I held on me, on my erection that is by gripping her buttocks. Then as she calmed a little I rolled her off onto her back then onto her front. She shuffled down the bed and knelt so that, as she put it I could have my rush. I took her from behind rapidly and firmly.
She didn't come, but from all her sounds, she certainly enjoyed it. That tight, but a little looser, pussy of hers did its job on me as I thrust into her again and again faster and faster. She moaned some, looked back at me gasped several times and then felt me coming. Just before LL, as you may recall I always swell up and the fact was I really filled Lucy not only with my semen but also my cock, fully.
We slept together. Fucked each other in the morning. Showered and went out for breakfast. One remark that stuck in my head from Lucy was 'You are so thick inside me. I have never felt someone touch me there like you did'.
Back to France and the lovely photo I took of Lucy on this remote beach in Western France. I did persuade her to join me for a few days. We ate we drank we sunbathed and we fornicated...lots. She became an occasional lover and I was quite happy with that as I had my hands full elsewhere...quite literally.
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You might be forgiven in thinking this was a studio shot LL, but if you look closely, not at Jan, but the room, you will see it is an unfinished building. Walls have been plastered, but not painted and no skirting board. They call it base board over here.
The property is one of the original six I was having developed/built in Norwich. The year is 2005, June in fact, and the day is Sunday the nineteenth. Jan is a friend and ex-colleague from my banking days. I have to say that until 2005 I had no idea how lovely she was under that bank uniform she used to wear. Her hair was always up as well.
Not so on that Sunday.
Jan had left the banking world shortly after I did LL and moved onto working for a property company which is how we re-connected. We had both been invited to a property owners event at St Andrews Hall, which strangely was a mere few hundred yards from where we used to work. We were both surprised to see each other and went for lunch together after that morning's event LL. You were still in tow at the time .... just.
Jan asked what I was doing with myself. I knew of course what she was doing with the property company. I told her to a certain extent. I recall your 'advice' to me LL after we had parted not to disclose too much. Fact is, I never have, ever, except to my two wives. That included you, in that I never disclosed my true worth or parts of my history to you, because I wasn't sure of you...and I was proved right.
You needn't have worried about me on that score - I have never left a woman 'high and dry' to quote your own words.
I told Jan about my being busy with a few properties and also that I was revisiting photography. She wondered if she might see one of my houses and maybe take some photos of her. I had no idea of what she actually had in mind, but we arranged to meet the coming Sunday. It really did turn out to be a 'coming' Sunday LL!
We met at the roadside just outside the development and I unlocked the security fence. We went into the five bed place that was well on its way to completion. The other five were at various stages. It was sunny and lovely and quiet. I unlocked the door to the house and we went in. Jan wore a skirt and tee shirt. We were off to have Sunday lunch at a nearby pub later.
We talked about what photos she would like and I set up two tripods and two cameras. I had no intention of taking a video at that stage - there was no reason to. There was later.
While Jan posed for some photos (she was very good, by the way) her conversation turned to our time working together. She said how much she had enjoyed being my deputy and that our relationship and had been very good. I agreed and told her we were a good team and that liking her had a lot to do with it. For her part, Jan said that she had always had a bit of a thing for me but never let it come to the fore as she knew I was very happily married back then. Jan knew about my wife's death, of course.
We had started at around 9.45 a.m. that morning. I had shown her around the house and she had taken a real interest LL. Now during the photographic part of the morning things were getting a little more personal. Her summer skirt gave nothing away and the untucked tee shirt very little physically. She asked me how I felt about a few nude photographs of her. I am sure you can imagine my answer LL!
However things didn't take off like that to begin with. The 'take off' came with Jan removing her tee shirt and my matching it by removing my polo shirt. Needless to say, but I'm going to say it anyway, we both knew what we were heading for. With her skirt on and her bra, I told her it didn't make for the best shot, so off came her skirt and off came my trousers. We were laughing by now. The sight of Jan's body was making me bulge in my underwear and it hadn't gone unnoticed by her.
The photos were forgotten when she removed her bra. It was my turn and in removing my last item I was going to be naked. I took my pants off and at that point Jan had closed the gap between us bar the depth of her breasts which were so close now that her nipples were brushing my chest. We kissed.
The final item of clothing still worn was Jan's panties LL. Two thumbs (mine) and they were disposed of. Floating gently to the ground where Jan kicked them to one side. I sometimes don't know what to anticipate with some women. Most are predictable when approaching sex, but there are a few that vary things a little. Jan was one.
She produced a bottle of oil, handed it to me and told me to apply it all over. The obvious place for me to apply it was her breasts. She faced me smiling as I dribbled a little oil onto both of her boobs, added a small amount on my hands and had her turn around with her back to me.
My hands slipped over each breast smoothly and silkily. Her nipples responding to my touch by becoming erect. They were firm boobs and fulsome ones LL. No droop and not oversized. They hardened under my touch and that wasn't the only thing hardening. Jan put some oil on her hands and reached around to apply it to my erection.
To say we were both aroused by what we were doing to each other would be something of an understatement. We had both reached the point where all we wanted aws each other. There was no bed in the place of course, but once again there was some decorators sheets. WE threw them on the island unit in the kitchen (no cooker installed at that stage) and Jan climbed up and sat on the edge. I bundled her skirt and my polo shirt into a pillow for her and she kindly opened her legs wide...and her pussy. The altter opened like the automatic doors at a store entrance, Wide and welcoming.
We chose the island unit as it was just the right height. With the oil on my cock and the wetness of Jan's pussy I was able to enter fairly easily. Nice long slow thrusts were where we started. Where we finished was like a grand prix car in the home straight. Fast and furious. Except, I wasn't finished. Jan had come, well and truly with lots of noise. She knew she could let rip in that house even though her shouts echoed around a fair bit.
Having calmed down a little afterward, she ssat up, put her arms around my neck and kissed me. Still sitting there she saw my erection still there looking for a home. She pumped me up again even though I had hardly waned while I gave her breasts lots and lots of attention. I can still taste that baby oil in my mouth if I think about LL.
Then she slipped off the counter. Turned around arched her back and presented her swollen pussy to me. I didn't hesitate. My 'old man' was like a guided missile seeking its target. It homed into the area and scored a direct hit. Jan and I fucked each other me thrusting and she returning it her movements. I reached around for her clit with one hand, rubbing it furiously and, with the other, I grabbed her left tit, squeezed it and didn't let go until she came. Her shouts and cramping combined with my thrusting made me ejaculate into her with a mighty burst of my sperm
We both stood embraced in each others arms. Caressing cuddling and kissing. Then we both cleaned up in the downstairs bathroom and Jan did her hair and make up. That was when the nude photos were taken, including te one above. You can no doubt see a sheen of oil on Jan. I told her to leave it for the shots.
Considering we had worked together for five years, it was even better having made love to one of the best women that worked for me. We had that lunch on the river on the outskirts of Norwich. Jan came home with me and slept over with the inevitable couplings and left early the next morning just before I left to vist you LL on one of my then sporadic visits.
I couldn't wait to get back to Jan...and several others. Life was really good. We continued to have occasional sex when our busy schedules allowed...right up to late 2019.
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Back to the office in a manner of speaking with Sue, also in 2005, but only just. This shot of her was taken in January of that year. The tie is mine and I still have it LL. It's a yellow gold color with blue dots.
Enough of my tie, now a little more about Sue.
I'm not sure how I ended up with women like Sue, without even trying. My charisma perhaps …and maybe a few more things.
The location is her place LL. I had been to a meeting, hence the tie and had agreed to meet up at Sue's as soon as I was free that afternoon. Sue worked and my solicitor's as a clerk. Not the firm that wrote to you. I only ever used them for litigation, not property.
I'm not sure where she had heard about me and she wouldn't tell, but during several visits to their offices and while I was waiting, Sue would flirt a fair bit. I was flattered LL as she was only thirty two back then, slim and attractive and yes, she did wear glasses.
The how of when we ‘got together’ was on one visit when, due the the previous client overrunning, I was in the reception area of the partner for two coffees. During that time, Sue sitting at her computer screen, would cross and uncross her legs to the point her skirt rode right up her thighs. When she came over to take my second cup, she bent down. The tops of her boobs on display and whispered close to me that she had heard that I was ‘very good’…and rather naughty. The meaning wasn’t lost on me of course and I replied that I had been told that was the case.
I don’t think it was case of plucking up courage as she came right out with it and said that she would like to find out how I scored on both points. I smiled and just told her, ‘happily’. It was Friday so I took the imitative and suggested Sunday morning and then some lunch. I wasn’t seeing you that week or weekend LL. I was too ‘busy’ and I knew it was only a matter of time before you hooked up with someone behind my back.
You must have taken me for a fool. Big mistake on your part and the worst decision among many bad ones, that you have made.
It had been arranged I would go to Sue’s and right on the dot of ten that Sunday morning I turned up. Not as simple as it appeared because between Friday and Sunday Kim number 2 and I went to dinner and slept together that night. She had things to do that Sunday morning hence she was gone by nine. That left me free to go to Sue’s on the edge of Norwich.
I arrived, she was up and dressed in some sort of track suit. She made me a coffee and we sat in her kitchen. I had asked her about her home and some more personal stuff…and offered my censored version of myself. Sue asked if I would like to see the rest of her home once I had drained my coffee cup.
We both knew why of course. Our banter that morning had been aimed at getting each other in the mood. In no time at all we found ourselves upstairs and in Sue's bedroom LL. The photo above was taken at our second liaison one Friday, straight after her work and me having been to London on business. She wanted to 'get the tired business man relaxed' and took my tie and shirt for her little series of poses, prior to the main event. She succeeded in.....arousing me enormously, as she put it LL.
Back to that first time though. When we arrived in her bedroom she was still wearing her running gear. (I'm not sure she ran, but her horizontal jogging was excellent). She asked me to unzip her top. I started very slowly as we also started pecking at each other's lips. Sue unbuttoned my shirt and also managed most of my trouser fastenings. We parted exploring each other's lips and I pulled her zipper lower and lower. I had suspect that she wore no bra beneath and I was right.
Tow glorious breasts appeared as she shrugged the rest of the jacket off. Her small waist sat just above the line of the tack suit bottoms, resting on her hips. I was now down, an appropriate word, to my underwear. I slipped my hands inside the elasticated waist of the track suit bottoms spread my hands over her delightful butt and slowly slipped them downward. That was when I discovered that panties weren't going to be a problem - there were none.
The honor was reciprocated as Sue did the same to me and we were equally naked. Her next words surprised, but then again they didn't I was erect, what man wouldn't be faced by a lovely woman like Sue. She said, 'I've a lot about your cock and what it can do. Show me'. I did, but first....
… she wanted to sit on my lap. I took up my position seated on the edge of the bed LL and then Sue created all the right conditions for my entry by rubbing her pussy to and fro along the length of my erection. Once she was wet and ready, she took hold of me and guided me inside. Then she clasped my shoulders and she was away LL. Rocking vigorously and I have no doubt, making sure her clit was well and truly aroused.
I had concentrated my attention on her breasts while she rode toward her climax. I fondled them to start with then squeezed, following which in an interim period when she slowed a little I sucked on her nipples until they were hard and erect. After that she was back to her rocking. Her hair flying around, eyes closed, moaning and her face screwed up as she neared the point of no return.
The moans rose to a crescendo and she expressed her climax in words only a woman does. She sat on me for a while, arms clasped tight around my head, kissing. Then slowly she she stood withdrawing herself from my erection. Nothing was said. Sue lay on the bed and I climbed between her legs.
We made love again and this time she truly enjoyed those aspects of my cock she had heard about. The rigidity and thickness of it, my stamina when she came again, only to find I hadn't finished, even though she was contracting and cramping and bucking with her climax. 'Oh no', she said at that point LL. I'm not sure whether she meant that she couldn't go any further, or what, but I plowed on, literally.
Teasing her pussy thrust fast and then slow, feeling her contacting against me, feeling another orgasm rising in her. At that point I thrust really fast and hard. Sue spread her legs as far as they would go and we both erupted at the same time. Me making a large deposit and Sue having another orgasm...followed by another followed by a mini one.
She was exhausted despite the age difference between us. She lay panting on her bed, her chest heaving, unable to talk and her face flushed.
Gradually she calmed and cuddled up to me and said' What I heard about you is true and more. That was fantastic, I have never come so many times. I thought I had nothing left after the second time, but you tapped my hidden reserves. Wow what a man you are!'
I asked her what she meant when she had said, 'Oh no'. She explained that she had thought she didn't have the energy to take me further, but I had proved her wrong.
We saw each other whenever we could. Sometimes just for an hour. Sue couldn't get enough of me for about a year or so LL. Once I started travelling extensively, we drifted, although less frequent she still liked to call me occasionally and, if I was free, I would dip into the well of her juices. I also introduced her to the pleasures of my tongue which she absolutely adored.
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This may look like a studio shot and I agree it has all the qualities of one, but I have used Photoshop to darken it, enhance the highlights and remove the original background.
The black lady in question is in her own home on the lounge carpet in Putney. I am not going to say more as she is quite well known over there in the UK. I have to say though that I never once thought she had such a fabulous body under her normal wear. She was one sexy woman too. Taken in 2009.
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Marcie is model I work with sometimes in my New York studio. I thought you might like to see her LL. She poses superbly and her body flatters to camera in so many ways. It is not often that I can always say that. There are a few women I have photographed where the camera flatters to woman's body.
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Finally in this blog I decided to finish with this shot of the slim tall form of a resident of your city taken in 2005. The shot was taken from where I was laying on her bed.Her name is Hannah and she worked within a half mile of your abode LL. Funny how just chatting can get one into another's bed. I had no intentions at the outset but as I had been seeing her serving me off and on for nearly eighteen months things went from one thing....to the other!
She liked me photographing her nude and I liked doing it. You could say she helped me hone my photographic techniques and I helped her hone her techniques....of a different and more intimate sort.
Tuesday were best for her. Her day off, although I usually stayed over on the Monday night. While I say Hannah is from your city, she didn't actually live there but somewhere outside its boundaries. I had a lot of fun on your doorstep LL in 2004 and 2005 with I estimate nearly two dozen women...and you hadn't a clue. It was so easy in many respects, although I always thought of it as living dangerously as I didn't want you to find out until I manipulated you into leaving. All your own fault, of course, but you know that.
Strong thighs a cute butt and firm, upturned boobs made Hannah a pleasure to behold and more than a pleasure to fuck. For her part she loved having me...in quite a few different positions. I once took he in her hallway when she came in she was that hungry for it. Skirt up panties down and we were away.
All those keys I carried around, all labelled of course, lived in the spare wheel well under the floor of my car's trunk. That way you never saw them.
Have a nice day ma'am
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