Told in his own words and in the first person. I am merely the channel for his communications.
Here is Lori's tale.
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'A chance meeting in Fort Myers Airport, Florida, brought us together and we remain the best of friends.
Lori hails from the prairie lands of Canada and was on vacation in Florida when we met at the luggage carousel in the airport. She waiting on her luggage from a Canadian routed flight, me via Atlanta from the UK. At that time I was still a UK citizen.
For some reason we both had to wait until nearly last to collect our luggage from the carousels, so we got chatting. Lori told me that she lived alone, as I did at that time, and that she had come down to Florida on a whim to get some sun after the Canadian winter. I suggested that we might share a dinner sometime and asked where she was staying. Turned out she hadn't booked anywhere and was going to make a few calls and then take a taxi.
We seemed to click pretty easily. At the time I owned a home - well several in fact - in Fort Myers. I was staying at my four bedroom lakeside home about six miles from the airport. I also had a car outside the airport terminal. So, after a bit of discussion Lori agreed to share my home and obviously a lift in my car.
She was tall, my height in flat shoes, brunette and had what is best described as a slightly tanned complexion. The luggage arrived and we headed out of the airport picking up my Sebring convertible (I have since graduated to a Mercedes and a Lexus convertible) and heading for my home. We needed groceries so stopped off at a nearby Publix to stock up. Lori picked up some suntan lotion across the parking lot at Walgreens. A few minutes later we turned into my driveway and set about unpacking and storing the groceries.
The weather as always was glorious and beautifully warm/hot. I showed Lori her room, a double on the other side of the house from my bed in the master. Then we cooked up some food fairly quickly ate on the patio by the pool, enjoying a bottle of wine and then.....crashed out. We had both had a day of travelling. Me from the UK and Lori from Calgary.
She showered in the bathroom on her side of the house and I did likewise in the en suite bathroom.
The next day started with a healthy breakfast and then we headed to Sanibel Island all morning - enjoyed some lunch and returned home to spend the afternoon by the pool before dinner. Lori lapped up the sun on a sunbed next to the pool, interrupted only by occasional dips to cool off. By mid to late afternoon we had both had enough and headed inside to shower and change.
Naturally, in the location we were in we adjusted the blinds for privacy. Me in my room - she in hers. That is until I heard her bare feet on the hallway tiles...
I guess you could call it a wrap in more ways than one. She was wearing the wrap she used by the pool and just her bikini...bottom. The wrap was diaphanous and pretty transparent. I was still wearing my swimming shorts. I guess we were equal in that way.
Lori said nothing - just looked at me and smiled and allowed her eyes to wander towards the bed. She had great legs which were in full view. Long and slender and toned, leading upwards to shapely hips and curving in beautifully to her waist. Her boobs were not small neither were they over large and her nipples were surrounded by a light aura, so far as I could see through the wrap. For my part it was pretty obvious she had me aroused without our even touching each other She looked down there and smiled again knowingly. I found that smile irresistible.
She slipped the wrap off and revealed her breasts in all their glory, her nipples standing out but not yet hardened and firm. She kissed me lightly on the lips and I could feel her nipples on my chest. She slipped my swimming trunks off and my 'desire' was fully revealed. She caressed me there, as I pulled the laces undone that were holding her bikini bottoms together. Her caresses ensured I was more than fully aroused.
She turned, facing the mirror on the pine wood dresser. I could see her pretty much full length and for her part she allowed my erect member between her legs, my stomach pressed against her beautiful buttocks.
She rocked too and fro on me, murmuring sounds of pleasure, becoming wet quite quickly - even more so when I caressed and squeezed her breasts. I cupped them squeezed them, pinched her nipples and caressed her stomach. She bent forward thrusting her ass at me, which allowed some penetration. I teased her there with partial penetration followed by near withdrawal. She was pretty well dilated by now and she turned, kissed me passionately while I caressed her back and squeezed her ass. She raised one leg, partially wrapping it around me and I felt her wetness with my penis. It was obvious that she couldn't wait much longer and ....nor could I!
Lori lay back on the bed, her faced flushed and expression welcoming. She held her legs up and apart and I entered her in a standing position, leaning over her and rapidly caressing her breasts, my palms roughly rubbing her nipples as I did. They hardened...and so did I.
She was pretty active thrusting toward me as I entered her fully each time. Our passion was well and truly lit and on fire. We upped the tempo both perspiring pretty profusely. I looked down at her. She had her eyes closed and her mouth open uttering load moans of pleasure.
My experience with lovers has been that generally the women reaches a climax before I do which enables me to pleasure her beyond her orgasm (s) and finally unload myself a little later. Lori proved the exception in more ways than one. It was obvious looking at her, judging her moans and shouts and the tempo of our moments that we were going to get there together.
She surprised me somewhat when she did peak, in two ways. Firstly, as she reached her first orgasm her eyes rolled back in her head, although they quickly resumed their normal position. Secondly, and I have only experience this with two other lovers in the past, she achieved female ejaculation shooting all around my penis. It was pretty wet down there when I too ejaculated fully inside her as she experienced a second and third orgasm. Exhausted we both lie back on the bed for a short time, kissing, cuddling and gently caressing each other.
It was pretty obvious that we both needed the shower. Lori said her legs were wobbly from our lovemaking so I got us a drink while she ran the shower and recovered. The shower would accommodate us both and I suggested as I have always done (and did earlier) that we take some photos. She already knew that I was a pretty reasonable photographer from earlier that day. She has her own copies of those shown and more, as do I.
The shower was sensual with both of us caressing each other's soaped down bodies.
We didn't make love again there, but shared a bed that night and the rest of the week of Lori's stay. Coincidentally, we spent the following morning exploring Lovers Key. The rest of the week was wonderful for us both. We both lived alone and to enjoy each other's company, shared interests, jokes and bodies was pretty heavenly. A memory that is locked away in my mind like a treasure.
Lori is still living in Canada and we keep in touch, even though the events related above were 10 years ago. All bar one of my lovers (who also knows this shower, but never experienced what you see above) have not only kept in touch but have remained good friends over the years. I am re-married now and entirely faithful to my second wife as I was to my late first wife, but memories are memories and my time with Lori and she with me was a great experience. We don't talk about it when we speak, but there is a fondness there in her voice and in mine that remains.
The house was sold as part of a turnover in my portfolio, but the memories live on.'
Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity and prevent full nudity, but are concurrent with the events told in this account. All photos are taken by the narrator and are copyright
Lori hails from the prairie lands of Canada and was on vacation in Florida when we met at the luggage carousel in the airport. She waiting on her luggage from a Canadian routed flight, me via Atlanta from the UK. At that time I was still a UK citizen.
For some reason we both had to wait until nearly last to collect our luggage from the carousels, so we got chatting. Lori told me that she lived alone, as I did at that time, and that she had come down to Florida on a whim to get some sun after the Canadian winter. I suggested that we might share a dinner sometime and asked where she was staying. Turned out she hadn't booked anywhere and was going to make a few calls and then take a taxi.
We seemed to click pretty easily. At the time I owned a home - well several in fact - in Fort Myers. I was staying at my four bedroom lakeside home about six miles from the airport. I also had a car outside the airport terminal. So, after a bit of discussion Lori agreed to share my home and obviously a lift in my car.
She was tall, my height in flat shoes, brunette and had what is best described as a slightly tanned complexion. The luggage arrived and we headed out of the airport picking up my Sebring convertible (I have since graduated to a Mercedes and a Lexus convertible) and heading for my home. We needed groceries so stopped off at a nearby Publix to stock up. Lori picked up some suntan lotion across the parking lot at Walgreens. A few minutes later we turned into my driveway and set about unpacking and storing the groceries.
The weather as always was glorious and beautifully warm/hot. I showed Lori her room, a double on the other side of the house from my bed in the master. Then we cooked up some food fairly quickly ate on the patio by the pool, enjoying a bottle of wine and then.....crashed out. We had both had a day of travelling. Me from the UK and Lori from Calgary.
She showered in the bathroom on her side of the house and I did likewise in the en suite bathroom.
The next day started with a healthy breakfast and then we headed to Sanibel Island all morning - enjoyed some lunch and returned home to spend the afternoon by the pool before dinner. Lori lapped up the sun on a sunbed next to the pool, interrupted only by occasional dips to cool off. By mid to late afternoon we had both had enough and headed inside to shower and change.
Naturally, in the location we were in we adjusted the blinds for privacy. Me in my room - she in hers. That is until I heard her bare feet on the hallway tiles...
I guess you could call it a wrap in more ways than one. She was wearing the wrap she used by the pool and just her bikini...bottom. The wrap was diaphanous and pretty transparent. I was still wearing my swimming shorts. I guess we were equal in that way.
Lori said nothing - just looked at me and smiled and allowed her eyes to wander towards the bed. She had great legs which were in full view. Long and slender and toned, leading upwards to shapely hips and curving in beautifully to her waist. Her boobs were not small neither were they over large and her nipples were surrounded by a light aura, so far as I could see through the wrap. For my part it was pretty obvious she had me aroused without our even touching each other She looked down there and smiled again knowingly. I found that smile irresistible.
She slipped the wrap off and revealed her breasts in all their glory, her nipples standing out but not yet hardened and firm. She kissed me lightly on the lips and I could feel her nipples on my chest. She slipped my swimming trunks off and my 'desire' was fully revealed. She caressed me there, as I pulled the laces undone that were holding her bikini bottoms together. Her caresses ensured I was more than fully aroused.
She turned, facing the mirror on the pine wood dresser. I could see her pretty much full length and for her part she allowed my erect member between her legs, my stomach pressed against her beautiful buttocks.
She rocked too and fro on me, murmuring sounds of pleasure, becoming wet quite quickly - even more so when I caressed and squeezed her breasts. I cupped them squeezed them, pinched her nipples and caressed her stomach. She bent forward thrusting her ass at me, which allowed some penetration. I teased her there with partial penetration followed by near withdrawal. She was pretty well dilated by now and she turned, kissed me passionately while I caressed her back and squeezed her ass. She raised one leg, partially wrapping it around me and I felt her wetness with my penis. It was obvious that she couldn't wait much longer and ....nor could I!
Lori lay back on the bed, her faced flushed and expression welcoming. She held her legs up and apart and I entered her in a standing position, leaning over her and rapidly caressing her breasts, my palms roughly rubbing her nipples as I did. They hardened...and so did I.
Ready and waiting - nearly dropped the camera!
She was pretty active thrusting toward me as I entered her fully each time. Our passion was well and truly lit and on fire. We upped the tempo both perspiring pretty profusely. I looked down at her. She had her eyes closed and her mouth open uttering load moans of pleasure.
My experience with lovers has been that generally the women reaches a climax before I do which enables me to pleasure her beyond her orgasm (s) and finally unload myself a little later. Lori proved the exception in more ways than one. It was obvious looking at her, judging her moans and shouts and the tempo of our moments that we were going to get there together.
She surprised me somewhat when she did peak, in two ways. Firstly, as she reached her first orgasm her eyes rolled back in her head, although they quickly resumed their normal position. Secondly, and I have only experience this with two other lovers in the past, she achieved female ejaculation shooting all around my penis. It was pretty wet down there when I too ejaculated fully inside her as she experienced a second and third orgasm. Exhausted we both lie back on the bed for a short time, kissing, cuddling and gently caressing each other.
It was pretty obvious that we both needed the shower. Lori said her legs were wobbly from our lovemaking so I got us a drink while she ran the shower and recovered. The shower would accommodate us both and I suggested as I have always done (and did earlier) that we take some photos. She already knew that I was a pretty reasonable photographer from earlier that day. She has her own copies of those shown and more, as do I.
The shower was sensual with both of us caressing each other's soaped down bodies.
Hers weren't the only hands to lather her all over
We didn't make love again there, but shared a bed that night and the rest of the week of Lori's stay. Coincidentally, we spent the following morning exploring Lovers Key. The rest of the week was wonderful for us both. We both lived alone and to enjoy each other's company, shared interests, jokes and bodies was pretty heavenly. A memory that is locked away in my mind like a treasure.
Lori is still living in Canada and we keep in touch, even though the events related above were 10 years ago. All bar one of my lovers (who also knows this shower, but never experienced what you see above) have not only kept in touch but have remained good friends over the years. I am re-married now and entirely faithful to my second wife as I was to my late first wife, but memories are memories and my time with Lori and she with me was a great experience. We don't talk about it when we speak, but there is a fondness there in her voice and in mine that remains.
The house was sold as part of a turnover in my portfolio, but the memories live on.'
Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity and prevent full nudity, but are concurrent with the events told in this account. All photos are taken by the narrator and are copyright
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