Chrissie - Under the Sumachs

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

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For LL

She wore denims and a white tee shirt when she arrived at my place in Norfolk England. Her skin was white as porcelain and as smooth as cream. The day was hot, really hot. Something of a rarity in England.

The Stags Horn Sumach trees, and others, were in full leaf. Some of those Sumachs found a home elsewhere, once, but that's a whole other story that I may tell sometime soon.

Chrissie and I had met a week earlier and had dinner. We crossed paths as a result of a development I was undertaking involving six new houses on a lot in the county. She was assisting my architect when I first saw her. Apparently she had been on holiday with some girl friends, previously, which explained why I hadn't seen her before.

Later that week she visited the site to deliver some amended plans and we got to talking. As I recall it was beginning to rain that day so we headed to The Blue Boar on the north east side of the City for coffee and a chat. Business out of the way we turned the conversation to each other, or rather I did at first. We agreed on dinner and that followed that weekend.

I left her that Saturday with an invitation to my place, on the following weekend, to which she agreed. In between we phoned and texted. This was all nearly 10 years ago.

So began a short but sweet relationship. We both knew it wouldn't last that long as we were some 20 years apart in age.

Chrissie turned up at my place that hot weekend around 11.00 a.m. on the Saturday. I showed her around the place and showed her photos of other properties I owned. As a junior architect, she was interested. In my office she spotted some of my photographs and complimented me on them. This was early days for me in that respect.

Nevertheless, Chrissie said she would like me to take some photos of her. I took various ones about the house, fully clothed in that white tee shirt and her denim. She was very photogenic and knew how to strike a pose which surprised me.

We had coffee on the patio despite the heat that day. I had erected one of those green gazebos so we were in the shade. At the end of that long patio were steps up to the pool. With Chrissie's help we removed the cover and she said she would like to swim later.

We wandered around the garden and then she turned. put her arms around my neck and we kissed. I was in shorts and a polo shirt. She pulled my shirt up over my head and caressed my skin. Her fingers running through my chest hair. She removed her tee shirt and then bra to reveal a great pair of breasts that had definitely seen the sun on that holiday but not entirely as was now revealed! I could feel her nipples on my skin.

I took some photos of her still wearing the denims at the top of my large garden

Her nipples were puffy, for want of a better word, and she was definitely aroused, as I was. Standing in the partial shade afforded by the Sumach trees she gradually removed her denims while I continued to take shots 

By now she had nothing on, nor did I. We caressed each other. My hands on her waist and thighs, then moving to her buttocks. She had her hands on my back and then my buttocks. Then she slipped her hand round to my member and I caressed her boobs while she worked on me a little.

On the other side of my hedge was a meadow which was totally secluded both from the house and distant road. he grabbed my hand and we headed there, collecting our clothes as we did. Due to the weather the grass, or more accurately the hay, was brown, but of reasonable height and soft.

Chrissie laid down on it her boobs spreading across her chest and smiling raised her legs held together to reveal her pussy to me. I could see she was moist.

Then she sat up a little and opened her legs wide which caused her 'lips' to part. I took as many shots as I could which she said she wanted as a memento of our lovemaking. At this point I was more than ready for her and she laid back and spread her legs fully. I knelt between that welcoming parting and she worked my penis rapidly in her clitoris.

She was obviously very deft in her use of me on her clitoris as she climaxed quite quickly and almost immediately guided me inside her. Despite being fully aroused my thickness was a reasonably tight fit which aroused us even further.

I recall I was rock solid inside her which brought her even more pleasure and I know I hit her g-spot more than once from the ecstatic cries she made. I had started slowly put was now pounding her hard which she encouraged me to do. It seemed that despite coming at least three times she wanted me to continue. I did  and eventually I could hold back no more and felt myself coming like an express train. I shot into her which brought even more sounds from her, to hers and my gratification and full satisfaction.

In viewing some of these photos now, it brings back memories of that long hot day in 2006, the smell of the meadow and the musky aroma of Chrissie. Her pink nipples and erect breasts and the pleasure her parted legs brought me...and her.

We lay there for  a short while regaining our breath and then hot-footed it back into the garden along the hot patio on tip toe because of the heat and plunged into the pool together. It was warm and felt great. Washing away perspiration and grass that had stuck to our sticky bodies. We embraced in the pool, caressed each other and Chrissie lay back in my arms her legs out in front of her. I gently cupped her breasts and caressed them. Squeezing slightly, they became firm again and her nipples erect. I wasn't sure if this was the effect of the pool or my hands but she liked it lots.

She said for me to rub her nipples hard as she stood in the water. By this time I was becoming aroused again and she nuzzled her bottom against me and allowed my by now erect penis to slide between her legs. She was still engorged  down there and her lips easily parted to allow some stimulation to her clit. She gripped the side of the pool, parted her legs fully and bent over. I took her right then and there in the pool 'doggy' style and she loved it, which was evidenced by the noise she made. No slow and languorous sex this time; it was just full on from the start and we came, as close together as made no difference..


That was the second of four sessions that weekend interspersed by meals, wine and some walking in the surrounding countryside. An idyllic weekend for both us.

We met quite a few times in the coming months,mainly for our mutual gratification, dinner, the theater and on occasion just business but with knowing smiles and glances....

Finally, the photo below doesn't belong to Chrissie - it is more recent - but the shot and the tan lines remind me of her. I enjoyed this view quite a few times but then this was another lady and another story entirely.

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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. ©

Gentle Meander

Back in  a decent climate, but on the east coast of the Sunshine State instead of the west.

It must exercise your imagination to contemplate night temperatures around 70+ F and daytime ones in the mid 80's F, at this time of the year, where you live.

That beautiful all enveloping warmth that surrounds you here when you step out from the house into the morning sunshine. You recall how it feels, I'm sure. No need to wrap up of course - quite the opposite. We have a pool here at this home, naturally. You would love this location just as much as all the others. Naples, Fl, New York apartment, Nantucket (that one would take your breath away), San Diego (ultra modern), Lake Oswego, Oregon, San Francisco and New Hampshire, although I'm not sure you are a country girl. So, a ranch, horses, hunting, fishing etc is probably not your scene.

Overseas there's Knightsbridge, London, Sandbanks, Poole, Paris apartment, Carcassonne, Barcelona apartment, Marbella (another ultra modern home), Denia and Sorrento plus an apartment in Venice. Further afield we have two places in Australia.

Just thought I'd remind you of some of what you missed out on. Talk about backing wrong horses!

What are all those food posts about? Totally unimpressed. If that's the best he can do he is way down the league, to coin a phrase. Certainly not in the premier division!

You should have kept in touch, I'm sure any correspondence between us would have been quite interesting. Your life against mine. I bet you wonder what it's like to live as I do, especially when you consider it could have all been yours to share.

I recall once near our 'end' how you refused to see me because you thought we would go to bed and that would it - you would be back with me. I flatter myself in that department, a little, because you are not the only woman to have said that to me, when deciding to go our separate ways, albeit in their cases on amicable terms. You didn't handle our parting well, at all, did you. What a fool you were and are.

In a way, some of the women I parted amicably with were on a bit of a string. At least four came back a couple of times after meeting and then bedding them again. I must have something that attracted them. But then, as you now know, I had no trouble whatsoever in having beautiful women keep me warm at night...and during the day. What it is that I possess is an enigma, but I'm grateful for it.

I will be here for a while and then we are coming over to Europe for our usual summer of visits to the UK, France, Spain and Italy, with maybe a couple of small trips to Denmark and Germany thrown in.

Incidentally, some of my UK buddies and several from over here are getting together with me for a re-union and a visit to Bletchley Park. Not that we were there, we are all too young, but it is part of our past world in a manner of speaking so we thought it would be a great venue for part of the get together. So they are our summer plans, starting in a few weeks time.

I suspect yours are more of the same - Spain, Spain and umm...Spain. I doubt whether you will ever broaden your horizons now and certainly not while he is your other half. You could have had it all. As I said in that car park not a million miles from here 'I'm not going anywhere', but you were!

I'll leave you with a few more photos from my portfolio to ponder on and this thought....

Just to show that I don't only cover the female form here are a few other studies...together with some ladies. I leave you to decide which are personal and which are studies for clients.

Same lady below as above

Come a long way since I knew you LL...and that's just the photography!

Ciao

Fun and Games

LL

The photos below are a few of my favorite images. Some are Studio shots for clients (S) others Personal (P). Those marked P & S started as studio shots but...well things developed....and it wasn't just the film.

In viewing these photos it must be remembered that they have been edited and cropped. We don't want you learning too much do we LL. It's a shame because they were all pretty ladies.

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This was taken in a hotel in Germany. Apart from the beautiful curves on display. The green of the picture and the yellow stripes in her panties struck an artist chord.

I will leave you LL to figure out whether she is dressing, or ...undressing

P

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The shot below is a particular favorite. The effect is achieved using a  thin film of oil and sprayed water. Next time round I got to apply the oil...

P & S

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 This shot was taken at this young ladies home, for her boyfriend.

S

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Taken during an afternoon of fun and games and after a shower

P

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This photo is one of a series commissioned locally in New Hampshire and taken outside on their acreage - two sisters.

S

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This lady is older than she looks - the hands are a clue. Taken in Massachusetts at a remote lakeside. Her gown was only a few feet away. She was lying on her back as you can see and I was on my front taking the shot. She wanted this purely for herself. We became friends afterwards...very good friends.

P & S

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This young lady's female friend took this shot while I was photographing something else entirely. Just proves you don't always know what is going on behind your back!

P

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The next shot is one of a series of B&W studio shots, taken in France. When I say studio, I don't mean they were all taken in a studio LL. Often they were taken in folk's homes

S

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This one was definitely personal and one that I love

P

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Again, a studio shot. This one was in my studio...in London. I think it's gorgeous and the lighting perfect (perfick!)

S

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Norfolk, UK and very personal :)))

P

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Another studio shot for this recently graduated young lady. Taken in the USA

S

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This lady liked a massage and a romp as the bed indicates. Beautiful lines... and not just on the sheets. London.

P

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Studio shot. Designed to make her boyfriend horny! It works I can vouch for that and from the other shots taken!

S

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A favorite, and a lovely sensitive lady who became my lover for a while.

P & S

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Florida 2005 - need I say more LL

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The next two shots are of the same lady and taken early on in my photographic days. Experimenting with light in the second shot...and a few other things!

P

P

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Tattoos. This one is personal but was fleeting - Northern California.

P

 A studio shot for this lady from Asia

S

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One cheeky lady from suffolk, despite the hat

P

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Finally, a shot that I felt was inspired at the time and which 'reflects' my improving skill and a beautiful pair of breasts. Guess where I was!

P

As you can see life was and has been very good to me since we parted. More than you can imagine and much more than you have lived in the same period.

Ciao

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Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity and are copyright. ©

Small Town Girl

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

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FOR LL

I was going to entitle this blog 'A Piece of Cake', but that would have been totally unfair to my younger companion -  in reference to that third afternoon we spent together. So Small Town Girl it is, but that is, for once, not a reference to you LL. Rather. it merely reflects the words on a tee shirt.

At the time I met Jess I was staying at a condo I owned in Florida. Just a two bed place that normally I rented out. The condo complex had a pool and I used to spend some mornings there. It wasn't frequented that much during the week as most folk were working.

Two days before the photos below I had been down there and the only other person present was Jess, lounging on a sun bed on the far side of the pool. The first day she was there in a bikini reading and taking the sun. We both glanced at each other, I guess, surreptitiously. I knew when she was looking at me and likewise I think she knew I was doing the same.

On that first day she left after an hour or so of my being there, walking right by me with more than a normal swing to her hips. I watched her ass wiggle its way out of the pool area and she knew for sure I was watching.

The second day I was down there there was no one present for a while but then Jess appeared, again in her bikini and took a sunbed close to mine. No more 'other side of the pool' stuff. So I said hello and we started chatting. The fact I am English by birth and she is American, got us talking quite freely. She moved next to my sunbed and I got us some coffees and we spent a very pleasant morning chatting and swimming together.

Close to lunchtime we went our separate ways, but agreed to same time, same place the next day.

The next day I was at the pool just a little before she was. The early morning swimmers had had their exercise and left for work, so it was just the two of us again. There was a craft class in the activity center for some older folk and that was about it.

We spent the morning by the pool and swam together, fooling around a little, then Jess kissed me, in the pool, and I kissed her back. First day we didn't talk just looked, second we spoke and swam together and third we were kissing.

We both finished up poolside and walked back to our condo block. Jess invited me into her place for coffee and something to eat. The something to eat turned out to be cake. She also turned out to be quite a minx.

She had carried her wet bikini back from the changing rooms close by the pool, as I had my bathers, along with my camera. She said would I like her to pose for me. I said, sure you are a very pretty lady and I can't resist photographing pretty women ... naturally!

The images that follow are a partial record of that afternoon

















A 'small town girl only' went as far as her tee shirt. Unlike another lady I once knew who really was one - LL - this lady could think big. She was from San Diego, Ca., originally, so she didn't harbor a small town mentality.

Having said that her boobs were small, but boy were they perfect and firm, as was the rest of her anatomy. She played around for a while, laying on the counter top and then she showed me she was wearing no panties, just her shorts. Eventually, they and the tee shirt came off, too. As will be seen, some shots leave nothing to the imagination. I didn't need to imagine - I was there.

Shortly after these were taken, the inevitable happened and we spent the afternoon, or most of it under and on the sheets. I won't describe that afternoon in detail but see my further tale below of our second encounter....

Shorts off

No inhibitions!.....

Whatsoever

Great thighs and hips

What a gorgeous woman

Every which way you look at her

No tattoos on this lady LL - see above

Quite an afternoon, all told!

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Part Two

The photos below were taken on a second occasion and in a different location when we met up again about a month later. I had been in Europe for a few weeks mainly on business but also some pleasure.

No playing on the counter this time, although of course there were more photos and a more 'adult' approach to our liaison on this second occasion. I hasten to add it was one based on lust and pleasure on both sides. Two consenting adults, I think is the phrase and it suited us both at the time.

I had phoned her as soon as I had landed at RSW and she was waiting for me at my door when I arrived.  We kissed as soon as the door was closed behind us. Her lips were wet and, surprisingly, given the heat outside, cool. Her tongue was agile and held promise of what  might be to come. I could feel her teeth too, which were small.

It was  a beautiful kiss. One that held in it lust, naturally, but also a longing that amplified our recent separation. I had both my hands on her waist, but I moved one to her back and the other into her hair. She jammed herself hard against me. That was real nice and she could feel me, I could tell. We kept that kiss going awhile. Patience is rewarded they say and we were patient that late afternoon.

Jess was wearing one of those halter-less sun dresses sporting a white skirt and floral top (see below).  After that kiss I handed her a card and box of chocolates - it was Valentines Day, and that wasn't the only present we were going to share...

She sat down on the couch, opened the card and pulled me toward her. From that position she loosened the belt on my chinos. As she did I was looking down at her bare shoulders and the slight swell of her breasts above the sun dress. I pulled my polo shirt over my head as she said to me, here's your invite to my party and laughed. She opened her legs to reveal a matching pair of panties....

She stood and I slipped her sundress over the swell of her boobs, stood back and took this photo

Nice Ass

and this one...

and another

She was teasing me now. Here we were both in our underwear, she less than me having no bra, as she posed with the chocolates and card, We laughed and I snapped away...

That beautiful ass again

She slipped her panties half way down her legs, provocatively. Then completely removed them and exhibited herself fully and without any inhibition. Her nipples, which hadn't been touched, were becoming puffy and she was staring at my swollen crotch, still corralled by my underpants as she became more serious.

Puffy Nipples

The Bare Essentials...almost!

Great thighs

Legs together and....

Legs apart

She came much closer, almost up to the camera, for the shot below. By this time I was kneeling in front of her as she sat facing me. My face level with her pussy. A little fuzz had appeared in that area since I was last acquainted. I took a few more shots - shown below - and set the camera aside as she pulled my head between her legs. She was quite wet and yet we had barely touched each other beyond kissing that day. They say great sex is all in the anticipation and I guess that was what had led her to this point.

I got to work with my tongue as she lay back to a degree on the couch. In only a matter of minutes the noises emanating from Jess's throat told me she was enjoying the attention. I could feel her clit, under the coaxing of my tongue, become erect and hard. She began her own pelvic thrusting against my tongue and this was an indication that she wanted the pace to quicken.

I upped the pace of my 'attention' as I felt her tummy muscles tighten, contract, release then tighten again. Shortly after this point, she screamed out in pleasure as she experienced a full on orgasm.

I was still kneeling on the rug as she regained her breath. I stood as did she. I took several quick shots so we could view them together afterward. Her face was flushed and her need was still there and full on.

At this point I had only explored her body below the waist so I turned my attention to her boobs as we stood together briefly.

Then she laid back and opened her legs revealing her beautiful pink flower, fully open and wanting me inside. I leaned over her and caressed her breasts then squeezed as she grabbed my penis and used it's hardness to stimulate her clit still further. By this time it was weeping and adding to the sensuous lubrication down there.

She guided me into her gently. Her pussy was tight and I touched all sides of her internally. I was so aroused I could feel myself swelling and throbbing inside her. She said do it fast. But I ignored that, at first, and slowly used the whole length of my penis to arouse her even further. She murmured in satisfaction. Slowly in and out, teasing her clit as I almost withdrew. It was getting very wet down there!

She reached up and grabbed my buttocks pulling me down on her hard and at that point I started in earnest pummeling her clit as I pounded in and out at a faster and faster pace. She cried out a cliched, yes! I took this as my cue to give her everything I had and then she came, convulsing on the couch and bucking upwards toward me.

I was nearly there and continued my thrusting as I felt her vagina flood with fluid, just before I shot all I had inside her to join it. We were mixed together in more than one way! I rolled off her as she was still experiencing a late orgasm. She thrust her hands between her legs as her legs quivered involuntarily with that third coming. I managed to take a quick photo for her benefit.

Then as she recovered I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. The blinds were drawn and we lay side by side turned in toward each other as we leisure explored each other above the waist, Her left leg was wrapped around mine as I caressed her and her breasts. Her nipples were still aroused and she asked me to suck them which I did. We spent all of 30 minutes in this fashion when she said, make love to me gain, but slowly this time.

No preamble was necessary She was aroused and so was I after very little coaxing from her warm hands. We started with her on top gently rocking which I knew was arousing her and stimulating her clit. I cupped her small but perky boobs on my hands and felt their firmness and the hard nipples standing proudly above me. She lowered herself while still gently rocking to and fro on me so that my mouth could encompass her right nipple ...then her left.

She rolled off me raised her legs fully apart and our long slow but fully satisfying sex began....

I'll leave it there now but that was some afternoon. A swim in the pool followed by a mutual shower, rounded that afternoon off, before we went out for dinner to celebrate Valentines Day....although we both felt we had done that already!

Recovering....

So you see LL. What you had with me didn't compare to what I enjoyed, post you. Just in case you might have thought you were great in the boob department, take a look at one of the ladies you may have read about in an earlier blog. She's bathing in the Pacific on a remote beach in Oregon.

They were quite a handful but I managed and...she appreciated my management












Incidentally LL yours wasn't the only tattoo I saw/photographed. This one was a pleasure! Not in USA but overseas in Europe...somewhere ;-)

On that rearward note I will sign off and say...


Ciao

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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 copyright. ©