Sophia

A further encounter from the anonymous author, which I publish on his behalf.

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Sophia

Frankfurt - 37

The following encounter took place in Frankfurt, Germany, along with another on a different occasion. The theme of this blog is 'water sports'.

Anyone who has ever said the Germans are not fun had never met Sophia.

It was around the time I first became involved in pharmaceuticals - I have an operation in Denmark through our companies. I was due to meet a man called Dieter, in Germany, to discuss our taking over his company and merging it with the Danish set up, This was to give us a toehold in the largest European market and within the Eurozone. Dieter has since become a great friend.

We were to meet I think on the Friday of that week, so I flew from London to Frankfurt on the Tuesday. The reason behind that was several fold. I had once worked for a few weeks in the City in the 1980's in banking, I wanted to explore the City and I needed to see my bankers there before the meeting. As it turned out all three aspects combined into one, in the beautiful form of Sophia.

I arrived late morning at Frankfurt Airport and made my way to the hotel I had booked. There are plenty of steel and glass hotels in Frankfurt but I chose the Kempinski Gravenbruch.

I spent the afternoon getting my bearings again then phoned the bank to confirm the meeting next morning. Dined alone at the hotel that night and went to bed after a nightcap at the bar. To move things along I will shorten the story here somewhat.

Attended the bank next morning at ten. Documentation re takeover required my signature and attestation. To be delivered that evening for signature etc. 

I expected a man to arrive with the papers but a smartly dressed woman in her early forties turned up with a small briefcase. I received a call in my room and went down to meet the bank's representative.

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She introduced herself as Müller. Efficient as you would expect, all the necessary documents had yellow signature tabs and fairly quickly we set too with completing the documents. My German is passable; her English was perfect although, naturally, accented.

Business completed she put the documents in her briefcase - I had noted that she wore no rings, so I suggested a drink to 'celebrate' completion of thsi stage of the deal. She agreed and gradually her professional face dropped away and we were smiling and chatting at the bar. Her name was Sophia.

She sat sideways onto me on the bar stool and me likewise. She wore a gray business suit with the skirt just above her knees as she sat. The jacket she had undone revealing a white blouse which was generously filled with her breasts. Like all women she knew I found her attractive from the way I looked at her. she pulled her stool closer so her knees were just inside my legs. She was single and had been for several years having buried herself in her work after a poor relationship with a German guy.

We had another drink and I suggested dinner - I already had a table booked. She was coming onto me quite strongly and as a result readily agreed. I think she was lonely....in fact... later I found out she was.

Dinner was good and wholesome washed down by an excellent wine, I think from memory it was a Pauillac.

We lingered over coffee and then Sophia suggested she stay the night. Forward on her part but not a surprise and she was a great looking woman. She knew I was single, too - widowed and with nobody with any sort of commitment in tow.

Given that we had both had a long working day a shower was called for. I always booked a double room back then even though generally I was the sole intended occupant and paid the necessary extra. Partly for the space and partly for any possible 'entertaining'.

Consequently given the hotel, the bathroom and shower were excellent, Sophia enjoyed  it greatly as can be seen below.... and I helped her with all that foam. Rubbing it all over was a pleasure.

Frankfurt Am Rhein

Foam-less but very sexy

Naturally, we slept together that night and made love twice before sleep and once the following morning. 

(Note for LL - She had great boobs LL. In fact looking back over, what I now term, my 'playboy' days I have handled some great 'assets'. From pert to large from thirties through to early fifties. In the Richter scale of such attributes where 10 is best I guess you scored a 5/6 due to the 'southward heading' nature of yours. Even in your late forties they had lost their firmness.

Never mind you both have plenty to cuddle now!)

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Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity, but are concurrent with the events told in this account. All photos are taken by the narrator and are copyright. ©

Black x Two

A further encounter from the anonymous author, which I publish on his behalf.

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Black

Terri
38 - New York, USA



Another trip to New York, this time in 2006. This time for leisure.

Leisure is what I found and the first black lady I ever shared a bed with. Photos were taken with a small Canon Ixus in largely subdued light hence the poorer quality than usual.

We met when Terri bumped into me in the lounge of the hotel I was staying in on that trip. She bumped into me and dropped a bag she had been nursing under her arm. I stooped and picked it up and said 'sorry'. She immediately said you must be English - no one in New York would have said sorry when it wasn't their fault. I confirmed the country of my birth and then got the door her beating the doorman to it.

She was on the way out and I was just coming back after a morning walk in Central park. I didn't see her again until just after lunch on that day when I was enjoying a coffee in the lounge along with the papers. I didn't see her then but I guess she had either spotted me or asked at the desk. I was holding the paper up so didn't see her approach until some varnished fingers appeared over the top of the paper and slowly lowered.

She said, "Can I join you?". I said "Sure" and smiled. I asked if she wanted coffee, but she said chamomile tea, so I ordered it up. I put the paper down and asked what brought her to the Big Apple or did she live here. She said she was originally from Harlem but had gained a degree and now lived in upstate New York. She was in town for a few days...shopping! That was evidenced by the bags by her seat.

I asked where her husband was. She told me that she wasn't married - divorced in fact. It seems she took to me partly because of my English accent and the fact I helped out in the lobby. She asked what I was doing here and I said relaxing. She laughed. "Relaxing in New York", she said. I explained that I had been over twice in the last six months both business trips and I thought I would just come and enjoy the City.

Upshot of our afternoon conversation was a dinner date - we were, after all, staying in the same hotel and getting along pretty well.  We agreed to meet later.

I spent the rest of the afternoon amusing myself and reflecting on my good fortune in meeting such an attractive lady.

Terri was going to book the restaurant she knew somewhere she thought I would like. I was happy with that and so later I took to my room, showered shaved for the second time that day, slapped on some Paco Rabanne broke out some smart chinos and a jacket and headed to the lobby to meet Terri.

We took a cab to our destination which turned out to be an upscale restaurant in a hotel. The decor was rich, with lots of wood paneling and the tables beautifully decorated. The meal lived up to the grand building and we had a beautiful meal and superb wine.

Terri was dressed in a cream skirt with a green blouse and a simple necklace finished the effect. She looked great and I told her so. She was slim with all the curves in the right place but undoubtedly I guess her breasts were the one thing that I noticed most of all. Her top was undone slightly so that throughout the evening I was presented with the swell of them appearing over her bra. In fact I captured that display on the camera I had taken with me for the evening.

We finished up eventually, got a cab back to our mutual hotel and decided to have a nightcap in the bar. Later we retired to the lobby and the elevator bank. When a free elevator arrived we stepped in - just us. She punched her floor in and then asked me which floor I was on. I told her. She then said "Don't think you need that tonight". "Really", I replied but I was smiling and so was she. The elevator arrived on her floor, she took my hand and led me to her room.

We entered. It was dark but she had left a side light on which provided a subdued effect.

It was inevitable that we would end our time together in mutual gratification and that's exactly what followed. Terri disappeared into the bathroom, re-appearing in a gown and throwing her clothes on a nearby chair. This lady didn't hang about. She unbuttoned my shirt, my belt buckle had miraculously undone itself and I was soon standing in just my boxers.

She slipped her robe off - I slipped my boxers off. We embraced. I could feel her firm nipples just brushing my chest. Her arms were around my neck my hands on her hips. I moved them down to her buttocks and started massaging as we kissed. She moved her hands to my waist and I lowered mine onto her thighs. As the reader might imagine, by this time I was very aroused.

It was at this point that Terri noticed my camera and said "would you like pictures of me?". I answered by grabbing the camera and taking as many shots as I could. She raised her arms over her head and the result is shown below. As can be seen she was a slim lady with quite reasonable boobs

Viewing these photos again after ten years brings back some interesting memories. Terri had a great figure and I have no idea why she didn't have a man at the time. But I was more than ready to step into the breach faced with a great figure like that shown below

One thing in particular that I recall from that night was that her nipples seemed to be permanently erect. The other - how could I forget - was an armchair in the room.

As Terri struck one of the poses shown in the photos above I moved behind her, put the camera down and placed my hands on her hips then in a caressing manner moved my hands upward and onto both her boobs. I fondled them gently and took those very erect nipples in my fingers and squeezed gently. For her part she nuzzled her ass against me so that my penis which was erect was lying right along her crack. It was wet down there and I was sticky.

I moved my right hand down over her stomach and found her vagina and clitoris which I rubbed gently. After a few minutes she broke away and sat in the armchair I mentioned. She raised her legs and parted them slightly revealing her wet vagina which shone pink in the subdued light. I took the camera again briefly and shot of a few pictures. 

I knew what she wanted so I knelt before her and gave her the benefit of my tongue and full on oral sex. Given that she was already very aroused and I guess without sex for a period she climaxed quickly. I continued using my tongue after she came the first time. She grabbed my head and tried to pull me away but I continued until she had yet another orgasm.

I could hear her panting and now she was perspiring. She slid down in the chair a little more and opened her legs wider, having brought them together after the 'second coming'! I stood over and leaned forward grabbing her boobs and squeezing them firmly and with passion. She grabbed my, by now, weeping and hard manhood and started jerking me off. Then I lowered myself to the point where I entered her.

This was no time for gentle lovemaking we were both 'way up there' sexually and so I thrust into her hard and fast. The noise from below was quite a wet and noisy accompaniment to her cries as she came once more. " Can't take much more" she gasped. I pushed myself up a notch coming down hard on her clitoris as I watched her facial expressions contort with ecstasy. 

I knew the more I hit her there the more she was close to her fourth orgasm. I watched as her eyes rolled upwards and  then she gushed all over  my groin. At this pint I slightly changed my angle of entry to stimulate still further my own climax. I felt my penis go rigid inside her as her vagina contracted repeatedly against me and ...then I came fully....and I mean fully. She was well and truly 'creamed' when I looked down there. Both exhausted we climbed into her bed, embraced each other and fell asleep with our bodies wrapped together.

 

Head down

 The following morning we awoke together. Terri got up and went into the shower. I made coffee. I took her cup into the bedroom and tapped on the bathroom door to tell her coffees up. "Come and join me" was her reply. I did and we both 'came', too. I had taken her from behind in the shower as she leaned against the wall and thrust her butt in my direction. I held her hips and we enjoyed each other fully. That was one sensual shower!

The encounter doesn't quite finish there as after the shower I took a few more shots in that armchair for both our 'scrapbooks'. She has photos of me also.

Great Butt

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Ella
38 - Suffolk and Norfolk, UK -Virginia, USA

Close to a roundabout on the A11 route north toward Norwich UK called Barton Mills roundabout is a pub/restaurant called The Bull.

I was just back over in the UK from here, the States and returning to my then home in Norfolk UK. I was a little jet lagged and tired so stopped off at The Bull early afternoon. The restaurant was closed up until the evening, so I decided to settle for a bar snack. I stood there, at the bar, as the place was packed that Friday. I had just received a text from someone who was wondering when I was next going to visit Cumbria (LL - Please note :))....)

When my sandwiches arrived I turned and looked fora seat. There was just one  at a table occupied by a US forces woman in fatigues. USAF fatigues do nothing for a woman's figure, incidentally. I asked if I could share the table and she agreed. Stating the blindingly obvious, I said I guess you are from the base. RAF Lakenheath (a USAF base) was just up the road. She said yes and we got to chatting.

She said "Pardon me for asking but you look real tired". I explained I was just back over there from the States which then loosened up the conversation a great deal. We swapped notes on various cities and experiences of different places. She told me she was from South Carolina. Around this point we introduced ourselves and I learned she was called Ella. The other thing was that she was an officer - a major.

She had just come off duty. I later learned she was with a MP detachment. We got to talking more and I told her I had lost my wife three years previously. After making the appropriate noises she told me she was divorced and her ex was back in the States. She had been posted to the UK three years ago and was due back Staeside on another posting soon.  We finished our lunches and sat finishing coffee.

I rose to go and was ready to say goodbye when Ella said could we exchange cell numbers, so we did.  A week passed and I heard nothing. Then on the Friday of the following week she called and asked if it was OK if we both went out for a drink together. I said sure, I'd like that.

I haven't mentioned up to now that Ella is a black American and a good looking lady at that. Turned out that she lived in rented accommodation in a nearby town called Swaffham, which I knew well. We decided to meet on neutral ground as both she and I knew folk in her town. Norwich was the choice being a city of 250,000 and fairly cosmopolitan.

We spent the afternoon in the City and I showed her around. The 'drink' turned into an early dinner at an Italian restaurant I know. We enjoyed good rustic food provided by an Italian family and then headed back to the car park to get our cars. I suggested she might like a nightcap at my place to which she agreed.

She followed me closely in her car. I lived in a country location back then and the route was fairly complicated, but she kept right up behind me all the way.

I showed her into the house when we arrived and she loved it, swimming pool included. It was getting dark by now. It was mid summer and the sun was below the horizon at around 9.30 as I recall. I fetched a drink for Ella and we settled on the two couches in the day room and talked. A little music courtesy of Jack Johnson set a relaxed atmosphere. We became really involved in our talking and before we knew it, it was heading for eleven.  I invited Ella to stay over and she accepted. She wasn't on duty until the following morning.

I showed her upstairs and to one of the spare bedrooms with a double bed and said good night.

I heard the shower  the following morning as I put coffee on downstairs. Then Terri appeared fully dressed wearing a white top and jeans. We drank coffee. Terri had some fruit and then we chatted about photography of all things. She had just started and was interested in my equipment...no not that! We took a few shots of each other. No selfies - they didn't exist then in today's format.

Here's a parting, cropped, shot of Terri in that white top.

 We met again a couple of times and there was an open invitation to meet up if I was over in the States again. Our relationship was pretty damn good and we enjoyed some really nice times together, but we didn't 'consummate' that relationship...then.

A short while later heading into Fall Terri told me she had been posted to Virginia. We had a farewell dinner and I told her I planned to be over in New York about a month later. We agreed to meet up.

Late Fall in NE Virginia is cold, but the prospect of seeing Terri again warmed me inside. I had booked an hotel near where she was posted - she lived in officers' quarters on base. I don't 'slum it' so I was ensconced in a pretty decent place. We met a day after I arrived and when Terri had a weekend free.

She stayed over with me at the hotel and we sure did have some fun and consummated our relationship. Belatedly from my point of view but great nevertheless.

As soon as we hit my room she slipped out of her clothes to reveal white panties and bra. I joined her in just my boxers and we kissed and chatted a little. "Take my picture" she said, "so you have something to take home with you",. So I did...more than a few. The edited results are below.

Then she became real frisky and teasing, looping her bra strap over her shoulder to reveal her right breast and nipple, and  then completely removing it to display a great pair of boobs.

Very Kissable...so I did

An Invitation? !!

Perfection in 'Black'

Next she began to remove her panties and my interest was now showing through my boxers....

 

Her panties came right off and by then so had my boxers....

She turned on her tummy raised her butt up and said take me doggy style. I caressed her warm honey colored buttocks and thighs. Reached round and fondled and squeezed her breasts, feeling her nipples hardening as I did so. Then I encouraged her a little from behind with my fingers. It was quite apparent that she was ready but I decided to heighten her a little by fingering and massaging her vagina both outside and in. She knelt and opened her legs I was standing close to the bed and was hard as a rock.

I entered her - she gasped then started rocking and arching her back. We were certainly 'slipping and sliding' very well. My hardness was stimulating her quite quickly and she came far earlier than I thought muttering a series of 'ohh's'. Things were pretty well lubricated down there and she was 'wide open'. I turned on her back, took her legs against my arms and entered her again. This time I was fast and a little hard but her face told me she loved every minute.

The faster I wnet the more she moaned and her hands gripped the bed sheet hard. I felt myself coming to a climax and tried to hold back a little longer. As I did I looked at Terri. Her face was screwed (a good word) into a frown and I knew she was about to come again and she did just as I recahed my climax and shot everything I had in to her.

 

Great Ass...etc

Gorgeous Body

Horizontal view ...  'Northwards'

That wasn't the only liaison during that two week stay some 10- 11 years ago and each time was just as good for both of us, if not better. Knowing what someone likes makes the experience that much more...ummm...satisfying.

I will leave you, LL, to figure whether we are still in touch these days, but I can tell you that the two black women that I 'enjoyed' could certainly teach you a  thing or two.

I think you may have gotten the message, now, that those 'playboy' years of mine were more than a good substitute for your unfaithful attentions and the dysfunctional family that went with you. Sad really that you were so impatient. Your life would have been transformed.

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Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity, but are concurrent with the events told in this account. All photos are taken by the narrator and are copyright. ©

Red

A further encounter from the anonymous author, which I publish on his behalf.

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For LL


LL you can read into the title what you may, but the theme will become clear as you progress this blog. As you are now aware, I traveled far more than you realized - read that as 2004-2006. Amazing what you could do with a laptop and a few emails. Did you ever wonder why I didn't phone much on weekdays - now you know. It stemmed of course from your own behavior back then - starting 2004.

Back to the theme.

I refer here, of course, partially to hair color and partly skin 'color'.

Red

As will be seen, some are really red, others with merely auburn tints. In viewing this blog, a regular reader may see some similarities between the ladies as they have featured on their own in earlier blogs. Again some are studio shots and a few quite personal.

So LL, whilst my ideal taste is in tall brunettes, I never let that get in the way of opportunity when it arose...and it arose more frequently than you would imagine. I often think of your deceit and how you thought you had hidden it from me, when following that discovery I was enjoying an altogether  different lifestyle.

More playboy, than the grubby little northern affair you were having. You will recall that someone quite close to you said 'he's only after your body'. Of course they were wrong and yours wasn't the best body around in any case, as you have seen.


Lynn
41 - Woodbridge, Suffolk UK




So, onward. This is the first redhead I encountered and what an encounter it was! Her name is Lynn and we met in 2005 when I was working part time in finance. I had called on a commercial business by appointment to seek some mortgage business of around 1m GBP. This was in a town in the UK called Ipswich.

Walking into reception, I introduced myself and was offered a seat and a coffee. After a short space of time I was greeted by the lady below who I came to know as Lynn. She was PA to the guy I had called to see. We went down a corridor and into what was the boardroom. Niceties out of the way, we soon got down to the business part of the meeting and I made my pitch. We were offering a good product, so my offer fell on receptive ears.

During all of this I was facing the director and Lynn, who was taking notes. I was conscious that she was looking at me as much as taking notes. As LL will confirm, I am just a regular guy - nothing too special on the outside but I am fit and reasonably tall.

Later as the meeting drew to an end, it was suggested we lunch. So the three of us headed to a Thai restaurant - a short car journey away. Lunch was good, conversation was a mix of business and just getting to know each other...on a business basis. Lynn was part of this but, naturally, her details didn't figure in this conversation.

We all enjoyed a great meal - good choice as I recall. As we lingered over coffee Lynn's boss said he had to get back, but Lynn would take care of me and get me back to my car. So there we were just the two of us. I ordered a top up to the coffees. Strangely, we seemed relaxed together although we hadn't really spoken 'one on one'. I decided being direct was a good approach, so I asked why she had kept looking at me during the meeting.

At first she said it was because I had come across as confident, knew my subject and fielded some difficult questions from her boss well. I said "Come on, there was more in that look than just admiration for my financial skills". She laughed and went a little coy, although on reflection that was a bit of an act. She said she found me attractive and liked my eyes and smile. I returned the compliment - she was a very attractive lady...to me.

Eventually, coffee finished, we left the restaurant and walked slowly back to her office. As we walked the conversation turned to our personal lives. She told me she was single and lived nearby in Woodbridge, Suffol, UK

I suggested dinner that Friday and, partly to my surprise, she agreed and told me of a place she really liked. By then we had reached her place of work so quite formally we shook hands. I left my hand in hers just a little longer than normal and she smiled. Then we parted with the promise of dinner together in a few days time.

Friday came round and I headed south east to see Lynn. It took about an hour and a half to gt there, but I arrived in good time. We met in the car park of the restaurant and then proceeded to have a lovely meal and a delightful evening. We seemed to get on really well and were very comfortable with each other. We skipped coffee at Lynn's behest and left the restaurant around 10.00 pm, as I recall.

Lynn asked whether I would like coffee at her place, to which I agreed. She had a nice home. It was a period property with lots of really old features and an Aga which bearing in mind it was mid April (2005 - note, LL)was welcome at that time in the evening. Coffee followed our arrival and Lynn curled up on her couch facing me sitting in an armchair. We chatted, we finished coffee, we stood, she kissed me and I returned to favor.

It was apparent that I was not driving back that night and what followed was inevitable and superb. They say redheads are fiery or have fire in there genes. Lynn fell into that category and displayed no inhibitions at all in the bedroom. We slept very well that night with two frantic bouts of lovemaking before sleep and another after tea the following morning. I stayed over until the Sunday evening and that day, and the preceding one, was no different to what happened on the Friday night.

She was one of the best lovers I ever had and if there was a such a thing as a scoring system she earned 10 out of 10 on each of those three days and...subsequently. The photos below date back to another weekend.

I thing she said still sticks in my mind. It was about a week past my birthday when the first weekend occurred and I had just returned from a trip over here (USA - now my adopted country). She had prefaced our first night together with the remark " Do you want a late birthday present". I said naturally not knowing fully what she meant at that point. She said " You can have me!" The rset is part of our 'history....

The red hair was consistent both above and ...below!

Two weeks after our first meeting:

View from below....cowgirl style approach. Difficult concentrating with a EMHO!

Things weren't just confined to the bedroom...!!

Great mons pubis.... after the beautician visit!

That couch took a 'pounding'!!

Lynn

Another redhead, or two......below


Note - It is amazing how readily a woman will succumb to the camera if you tell her how beautiful she is. Most loved it but there were some women who, quite naturally, did not want any nude shots taken of themselves)

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Laura 
37 - Norfolk, UK

We enjoyed quite a few good times together and some great times on the town. She enjoyed what I gave her in terms of satisfaction and she gave me free rein on the best pair of boobs I have come across! (She is red-haired incidentally....all over)

(Note for LL - recognize the old white leather couch? You should)

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Melanie
33 - Roseburg, Oregon

Young, athletic and great in bed. Melanie was full of life and our few romps over a couple of days were fully satisfying to us both!! Boy - did she have stamina. Darn near wore me out...and 'him'!

Not a true redhead as you can ....see!

A motel is a motel, but special when you have company like this....

Lucy





39 -  Carmel, California

Most of all I remember Lucy's wonderful hair and ....great boobs! Lucy by name and quite 'loosey' by nature!! :)) No narrative with this one. Just an encounter along the way and a few days we both enjoyed greatly.

 And....

she had the pert-ist ass you might wish for!

Guess that is all I have on the red subject ....for now.

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Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity, but are concurrent with the events told in this account. All photos are taken by the narrator and are copyright. ©