For LL
A septet, a sextet, a triplet times two, a quartet, a duo and another quartet of images for you.
These were all commissions from, in some cases, recently graduated university girls and, in others, young rich women,locals, a country girl and an Italian. Some here in the USA, others overseas, separated over time and location
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On the Rocks
This young lady was photographed in New England, I think, in the summer of 2005. I came back over here after Florida, Indiana, Utah and Oregon LL - the trip you know about (although not all the details...yet).
I was setting up here, so to speak, having considerable investment funds at my disposal. Photography was one of the areas I find most relaxing and enjoyable, so I had a studio early on. Combine that with beautiful women, being single and 'opportunity', what was there not to like.
So here I was on this beach in a remote spot in Massachusetts with this Masters degree graduate who had contacted me for this shoot - she wasn't bad looking either!
We spent at least a couple of hours getting these shots and more. No qualms about stripping off. She turned up in jeans and a top which she took off the reveal just a bra and panties which also came off in short order. I hardly had time to sort my lenses and camera out.
Not a svelte but nevertheless an attractive body and good hips. The rocks, sand an ocean provided a good backdrop and the remote cove we were in 100% privacy. Toward the end of the shoot I began to gather my stuff up and handed Hannah (that is her real name) her clothes. She put them down, looked at me and said why don't we. No translation was needed. So off came my shorts and top and I placed my hands on her waist and kissed her.
Before we both knew it we were on the warm sand. Her with her legs wide open me fondling her boobs. She grabbed my penis and used it to rub her clit which made me even harder. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples. Shortly afterward she came, her cries of pleasure drowned out by the waves and gulls. Then I entered her and she gasped as I slid firmly right inside her. Hard and fast she said and that is what she got...full on.
Later we bathed in the sea and 'played' with each other. If time hadn't been against us both I think long and slow would have followed.
As I have said before, I was amazed that a woman as young as she was - approaching thirty - would want me. I must have something as this wasn't the last time nor the first...as you will know LL
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Laid Back
Another beach, another country and another beautiful woman.
Not a commission this time but a chance encounter with a red haired nymphomaniac. These were taken on a beach in the south of France. I was travelling and so was she. A Canadian of Welsh ancestry (that explained the red hair!), she was working her way around Europe for a few months when I met her.
We shared a bed, mine at my hotel and a beach. She was insatiable (rather like Carole LL) and we were exploring each other day and night. I could make her come two or three times easily and she was very liquid, if you get my drift. Often she would gush all over me when she climaxed and her moans I still hear in my head to this day. Happy memories - more than you left me with LL - and we only spent five days (and nights) together, before I moved on.
Why laid back in the title? It wasn't her demeanor, she was fiery in temperament. No, more a reference to the position she was often in - legs akimbo - laid, what she wanted...often! This day she just lay in among these dunes displaying herself to me as I snapped away with the camera. Like many others she had soft flawless skin, her boobs a little on the small side but a butt that was gorgeous. and which I faced on some occasions
What a glorious view
This wasn't a pose, it was an invitation...I RSVP'd...and said I 'would come'. I did and so did she.
Same butt view - different angle
What a chore - I had to brush all that sand off....slowly
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The Italian Job
After France, that summer, I drove into Northern Italy and met this lithe Italian girl in Florence although I was staying near Livorno, NW Italy. She looks so young in these photos, but she was mid to late thirties, as I recall.
We went out into the country for a picnic Italian style and these are just a few of the photos that resulted
Bellissimo
Lovely long legs LL - you are bit challenged in that department aren't you
Nubile, pert firm easily aroused what else can I say - that says it all.
Boy am I glad I learned Italian!
Lakeside later. She was lovely and I was lucky. She was Luciana and loving.
(Apologies for the alliteration)
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If You Go Down in the Woods
This was a commission for a free living divorcee. Quite why she wanted these photos, I never asked. She was also one of the few modern ladies who wasn't 'hairless', if you follow me.... This is her back yard, or at least the beginning of the wilderness beyond. Her back yard, as I call it, ran to acres and acres . A lovely woman who is still a friend and who we see often as we now live in New England semi permanently,
She is now about 9 years older, but still a beautiful lady. These photos are enhanced although she didn't need it!
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Country Life
Another post grad who wanted a portfolio for whatever reason. So this is a commission although on 'student' terms. You'll understand this sentence later LL.
Sussex UK, sunshine and seclusion were the catch phrases for this day. If, LL, you are wondering how this 'work', in this instance, came about, it was on recommendation. That is the source of most of these shoots.
I guess when women are young and gorgeous they have few qualms about stripping off - this generation in particular. You may notice that in many of my shots the ladies are wearing.... just jewelry. This is on purpose, as I feel it enhances them, their bodies and the photos.
Here we met in a country lane parked our respective cars and hiked over the downs to find this spot. Shielded from everyone she stripped off pretty quickly, taking off her summer skirt first, then a crop top she was wearing followed swiftly by her undies. I barely (there's a word) had time to set up.
I was all for tasteful nude shots and told her to pose in that way. I took quite a few that I consider to show her in an elegant and graceful way, given her slim figure. She wanted to 'show more' as she put it so what follows below is a little more revealing and explicit.
Now, back to the 'student' terms. Just as we came as I thought to the end of the shoot she came and sat beside me still nude, her legs drawn up to her chest. I finished packing my camera bag as we sat there looking out over the countryside. It was then that she said that she was still a student although she was a post grad from Sussex University. I replied that I thought she had graduated. I had a feeling about where this conversation was going, but bare with me.
I want to be your student she said and you my teacher. At that point she took my right hand and placed it between her legs which she had now parted. I turned to face her and she pulled my head towards her and kissed me. I needed little more encouragement. and embraced her fully as she undid my belt. I took my shirt off and dispensed with my trousers etc.
She was quite something and far from being a 'student she was quite expert in arousing me quite quickly. She pushed me gently down on the soft grass and then mounted me and guided the 'old todger' into her wet and open pussy. I looked up at her as she started rocking to and fro. Her eyes were closed but her body was lovely, soft and warm. Her boobs were quite small but her nipples were proud and those small breast hard.
I fondled them as she increased the pace of her motions and vocalized her pleasure as she used my pubic bone to stimulate her clitoris. Her pussy although wet and well lubricated was quite tight (her age I guess) and this was quite stimulating to us both. She said later that I was the first guy that filled her so much that she could hardly get her breath when she came down on me that first time.
She became quite wild as she neared her climax and shouted out to her self, 'Oh yes, yes, yes!!'. Then she came forward resting on her arms, her boobs and hair dangling over me. That blonde long hair was in my face, but I didn't care at all. I grabbed her ass which felt great and thrust into her until I shot my lot into her, at which point she lay completely on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her as she rested her head on my shoulder and chest. I could hear her breathing hard from her exertions.
Eventually, her breathing moderated and so did mine and we kissed. I could feel her warm soft body covering mine as I caressed her back and bum. She rolled off after a while and we both lay in the grass silent looking up at small white clouds drifting across the blue sky. I remember that all I could hear were some birds singing somewhere nearby.
She said as we lay there that she had never 'had' an older man before, but what I had given her was fantastic and had blown her brain out - her words not mine. A phrase a guy is not going to forget easily, especially in praise of his manhood.
The other thing about young women apart from their beauty was that once was not enough and shortly after those few words she rolled into a kneeling position and wanted me to take her from behind. The location was on a slight slope. So, adopting a place behind her and a little further down the slope than she I was able to stand as she knelt.
She had her but thrust high toward me, resting the rest of her on her forearms. From where I stood I could see her pussy was still swollen and looking sticky. Her legs were quite far apart so that her entrance looked like two petals open waiting for the 'bee' to pollinate. Entering her this time was easier as she was quite dilated. I took her hips in my hands and pulled her gently toward me as the 'bee' entered the 'flower'
Slowly, in and out, backward and forward. She said it was lovely and emitted lots of 'mmmm's'. There was a wet and liquid sound as we enjoyed the slowness of our sex. This seemed to arouse her and I felt her pussy beginning to contract against my hard penis. What a great feeling. That made me even harder. Then she said faster and harder please and I obliged. I think we both went a bit wild then. I was quite rough in the way I thrust into her and she cried out as I did so.
She arched her back to maximize my entry and her pleasure and I grabbed her hair and pulled her head up slightly. She came then and there as I pulled her hair and grabbed her left boob. I could feel her nipple between my fingers. It was as hard as a bullet. I pinched it and I felt her come again.
As this was our second coupling it took me a little longer to reach my climax. She was panting below me and I think ready to stop but I was going to get there so I continued holding her hard onto me by her hips. Two things happened then she let out low moans, one after the other, I felt myself harden even more. A woman moaning in ecstasy has always had that effect on me. Then her pussy contracted hard on me and repeatedly at which point I came.
OMG were her first words to me as we both collapsed beside each other..OMG she said again. Then she explained that she had, had a multiple orgasm something she had never experienced before.
I'll leave it there but the walk back to our cars eventually was on her part quite slow as she explained she was aching down below...she also explained that she was not complaining. Two days later we met again and since then I have not seen her or have any contact details anymore.
House Call
You have seen this lady in an earlier blog LL. On this occasion she had asked me to come round to fix a shelf for her...some shelf.
I guess I should explain she lived in the village where I was once resident back in the UK. You know it of course and I knew her as just a lady who lived there. After I lost my wife I met her one evening in the local pub and after establishing she was a single lady we got to talking. An affair/relationship followed during the time you were dallying with your current partner. That was recounted in my earlier blog..
She was, and is, a school teacher and we both taught each other a few things over the next two years 2004-2005.
So her I was with my tool box (both of them if you follow) in her small terraced place, that I could just about see from the upstairs back of my place, to fix a shelf. Plenty of innuendo her with toolboxes, shelf and drilling went on in the banter we exchanged as she made me a coffee and watched as I erected (more innuendo,,,intended of course) that shelf.
We had a good relationship and laughed at lot The banter between us was completely in tune. Shelf erected, coffee finished we decided on a little recreation and some more 'shelf' work on my part. In this instance her own shelf. Those boobs were lovely and among some of the best I have had the pleasure of handling, licking, sucking and squeezing.
She loved it of course and after sex she she would love me caressing them and massaging her whole body...more sex followed of course....naturally.
I have cropped the photo above as I appear naked in a mirror to her left.
Love school teachers they are very 'imaginative', especially this one
Almost Heaven....
Country Roads
Country Roads
Apologies and all credit to the late John Denver and Olivia Newton John for the title. Not West Virginia but Kentucky was the location for these photos.
I was visiting a friend in Indianapolis when after leaving I drove south on I-65 for about three hours, stopping off late afternoon in this small town
This was the trip so far, having flown into Indianapolis from Florida and visited in Muncie
The twon sign was not my only souvenir of my visit, but one of them. I will digress for a short while here. At this time I had decided to drive around the Eastern States seeing as much as I could. I also met lots of interesting people from Vermont way down to Georgia and Florida. Some of the experiences of those travels feature in the novels I have written.
Back on track. I booked in to a nice small hotel where I received a real friendly welcome partly due to my English accent. Before dinner in the hotel that evening I found the information place and figured I would walk a short trail the following day. There are many trails in that neck of the woods.
The office was quiet when I asked about the best places to walk, staffed by an older lady and the woman you see below. I was served by the younger lady, thankfully. The older lady said she was off and reminded her assistant Emily 'Mind you lock up and set the alarm'. Emily said she would and smiled at me over the map she had turned round for me to view.
She was explaining the various trails, views, difficulty and length to me when she said she was off the following day and why didn't she show me her favorite places. How could I refuse a pretty blonde. She did show me the sights and more....as shown below.
Again, amazed at my own effect on women I found myself picking up a late thirties woman for a ride and walk in the country on that sunny July morn. Camera at the ready we set off following Emily's directions. We were soon off the highway following a single lane (each way) road into the woodland in that part of Kentucky.
We climbed a little as we headed out into the country and soon entered a National Park, I forget it's name but we were in true wilderness now. I guess this might have been about an hour from town and some 40 odd miles. Emily had been chatting and after about 20 minutes of driving in the Park she said pull over here.
Tucked away behind some trees was a car park with no cars parked in it. She explained that it was little used because most of the year as folk couldn't see it from the road. Fine by me. I switched the engine off got out and grabbed my camera. It was great day. The sun was shining, I felt good and I hat a pretty blonde as company. We set off on a trail that Emily pointed out.
I asked her why she was so trusting coming out her to the Park with someone who was a near stranger to her and a man. She said she knew she could trust me when she saw my eyes smiling at her across that information desk the day before. Anyway, she added that I was out her with a near total stranger too. We both laughed and continued walking.
Emily wore short ankle boots for the walk, shorts and a light top. I couldn't help but see her breasts jogging up and down as we progressed and....I think she knew it. Following her ass from time to time wasn't bad either!
After abort twenty minutes and around mid morning we stopped in a natural clearing. We were both thirsty and shared a bottle of water. I was carry a couple of large ones on my back. Emily drank first then me. She asked for the bottle back again but as she was drinking a whole load of water spilled down her front outlining her bra clad breasts. For a moment or tow I thought it was an accident.
I replayed the incident in my mind and decided it wasn't as she removed her top. She pulled the top over her head, flicked her hair back in place and smiled at me mischievously. The next thing she said was 'Do you want me'. There was an obvious reply there for any hot blooded male and I was hot, hot blooded and male, and she was hot. I told her one proviso and she looked at me a little puzzled.
I explained that if I agreed, which she knew I would anyway (who wouldn't), I get to photograph her. Below are some of the results of that photography. I won't go into the finite detail, but we enjoyed several 'romps' and some delicious humping that morning.
The photo immediately below was taken just after she had slipped out her shorts and undies which hung an a nearby bush to dry. How could one resist holding that body. I couldn't and soon had my arms around her waist and then moved up onto those lovely breasts. She enjoyed that greatly. I could tell for shortly afterward she spread her legs wide and my locked and cocked member slid between her wet lips...down there. The rest you can guess or use your imagination
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Over the years I guess LL, that I have had more women than you have had glasses of Prosecco. Way back I used to keep count, but in all honesty I gave up after twenty. For a man you once nearly described as boring I have more than proved you wrong, I think.
More alive, more active, more interests and much more wealth than any of the men you have ever known or are likely too. I could tell you many stories (I've told others of your gender) about my life. It has involved danger, adventure, great moments, great love and of course mostly great women. But then you weren't interested in me - demonstrated by your actions. That was a big mistake wasn't it. One day perhaps we'll talk again, who knows...
Finally, I recall you saying to me after we parted. 'You will be OK, you are strong and will pick yourself up'. You were right in one respect I am strong but wrong in the other. I didn't need to pick myself up, I just made it appear that way. You were and probably still are very gullible LL and you made the mistake of cheating on me. You were finished then from that moment on.
That's enough for now, I think. Chew over my exploits above and remember what you were doing some of that time before you feel jealous. You have had that feeling before as well, even though you had 'moved on'. Sometimes women are so strange. They don't want you but they don't want others to have you either.
Ciao
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