LL in the UK
Opportunities are those events/chances that you either pass up on or take in hand when presented. In your case LL, you passed on the one big one in your life.
I, for my part, don't let opportunities pass me by. The trick is availing oneself of the right opportunities. On that point the following shots of women, in and out of my life bear witness to opportunities taken. Quite a few you have seen in previous blogs, but not all.
London Studio 2008 -This lady is Gina, who had an interesting line in lingerie and commissioned me to photograph her in quite a bit of her wardrobe
The shot above was toward the end of the shoot when she decided to reveal her 'assets' to my camera...and indeed to me. It didn't stop at the shot above. By the time I was finished she was naked...and it didn't stop there either. Gina wanted more intimate shots and a video.
I won't leave you to guess what happened at that point. I will tell you. She was by now as I said completely naked. She had been posing on the couch in the studio and various 'angles' and then stood as memory serves came across to me and unbuckled my belt, undid my shirt buttons and ...before I knew it we were both naked and embracing LL.
Her breasts pressed against my chest and one of her legs tucked behind mine. I am sure you can guess what that gave access to and I was by now quite aroused. What red-blooded male wouldn't have been. I was caressing her back and ass as she slowly moved to and fro on my erect member, she getting wetter and wetter by the minute.
Next she turned around so I could wrap my arms around her and work on her boobs. I do recall, even at the distance in time, that she had very responsive nipples. Conjuring up the memory now, I recall she bent over placing her hands on the arm of the couch, thus presenting her wet and open pussy to me LL. Needless to say, I entered her. I was surprised to some extent as having just got going in a manner of speaking she came, flooding her juices out onto me. She shuddered, her buttocks contracted and so did her pussy, almost trapping my erection inside her.
We both withdrew. Gina laid down on the couch legs akimbo and wet and sticky at the point of entry. I climbed between her legs and then I really started and she loved it, shouting 'more' and 'faster'. . I remember Gina was one of the more vocal ladies in my life and she shouted out and moaned loads. In a way I don't think she wanted it to stop. Coming so quickly at the beginning, she told me later was like a starter before the main course - a mere appetizer.
Fact is she took all I could give her until she was pounding on me as she came, her little fists not really hitting me so much as being some sort of outlet for her enjoyment. She came again, before me so I continued to pound away at her slamming down pretty hard on her clit, again and again. Gina came again then as I was nearly thee and swelling even more in side her I could feel her convulsing repeatedly.
Then we collapsed. She told me later that was the best multiple orgasm she had ever experienced.
Another satisfied 'customer' LL. You have no idea what you missed, do you....
A photo opportunity in California. No idea who she was but she allowed me to take the photo. 2007.
Rouen 2006. I guess this shot (converted from a color photo) should be termed 'French Knickers' LL. Nice ass too.
I was lying on the bed when I took this and they were coming off not staying on. Another lady who couldn't wait to get laid. There were (and are still) so many who have the 'need'. I guess you are starting to lose it now at your age - drying up perhaps....🤣
Taken on vacation in Barbados...with a 'friend'. The year and time, I think, was early 2009.
You can well imagine, I'm sure, that it was a fairly 'active' time with a butt like hers. Her name is Julia and you could say we were both opportunists.
Near Newcastle 2004. An opportunity not to be missed, you might say LL. Again this is after your March 2004 revelation. Kate liked 'older' men and I liked younger women. Not too difficult to call on her with some regularity...just along the A69. Then later home down the A1.
London Studio 2018 - Lovely isn't she LL. A chance meeting at a party and an opportunity to photograph this gorgeous woman arose. One of about sixty shots I took of her.
Massachusetts 2007 - I didn't see this commission as an opportunity at all until Jen took off her dress and started posing in her lingerie. One thing led to another at her behest and I got laid yet again! Not a bad life, and it still isn't.
California 2007 - Commission 'with benefits'...overwhelming ones! How could I refuse her and the opportunity. It's kept me pretty fit over the years. No need to go to the gym. I got and get more than enough 'exercise' elsewhere.
Liege Belgium 2019 - Enjoying coffee with a client when what should pop out but the 'milk bar' LL. Photo shoot was over but her intentions hadn't yet been fulfilled, although they were perfectly obvious!. You have to avail yourself of opportunities in life ....so I did, we did. Twice.
Another Californian commission, although this one was in 2008. I try to spend more and more time there these days, but having interests including the non monetary ones 😉😜, I seem to spend less time there than I would wish.
Ohh...I forgot the lady above - Anna. How could I forget Anna. Especially, when I had finished her photo shoot and she called me into her bedroom, only to find she wasn't there, although her clothes were. I should have twigged things at that point but before I gave it any further thought she called from the bathroom.
I knocked on her en-suite bathroom door politely and she said to come in. What you see above is pretty much what I saw on opening the door LL and I was allowed to photograph her with and without the diaphanous gown.
It was obvious what she wanted LL. Another client requiring the fullest satisfaction.
Right about here while writing this I have reflected on the 'madness' or rather full and very enjoyable life I have led since your misdemeanour. It has been great, so many women in my life, passing through my life and giving fulfillment to my life. I say madness because it is in a way. I would never have dreamt things would turn out as they did, and have, after you, after Carole, Kim, Denise x2, Karen x2 and all the other 'Little Englander' girls I met and laid.
Back to Anna, or more precisely Anna on her back, which is where she placed herself on her bed while I divested myself of my trousers etc. I do recall in the midst of our nakedness that her boobs were pretty much the same size as yours, LL. But there the similarity ended. Hers were younger firmer and very, very responsive to touch and lips. I know because both things happened as I knelled between her outstretched legs. Boy! Could she stretch her legs. It was the widest 'Y' I have seen. Right bang in the center was a very wet pussy.
Her lips were well parted to my surprise and I don't mean those around her mouth. Anna wanted me inside her and I obliged, slipping in smoothly to what was a surprisingly deep pussy. She took all of me and I suspect there was room to spare. I recall, who wouldn't, that she asked me to support her legs with my arms. Due attention had already been paid to her breasts, of course and they were sporting two very erect and hard nipples.
From that request, I knew she wanted deep penetration and so I obliged. Sliding in and out to what I thought of as a bottomless 'well'. It was a well of sorts too LL. Lots of moisture down there, lots of juices and as she headed toward her orgasm I discovered she was a 'gusher'. When she came she ejected her cum all over my groin. Messy but also a pleasure to know I had taken to where she wanted to be.
I remember Anna lay there with her eyes closed her legs now back down but still apart, and me as rigid as a poker, inside her.. Anna may have come, but I hadn't and so I continued accompanied by her moans of pleasure, faster this time, a lot faster and harder and she said kept saying 'yes, yes, yes' as I did. Finally, I felt that surge when I was about to ejaculate, my buttocks tensed and me hard against her as I unloaded all I had, and then....she came again, but no gushing this time.
It wasn't even lunchtime by the time we showered and I collected my stuff. Anna asked me to come back (we laughed over that phrase) and I did, several times. Afterward, I drove off and found a place for lunch, which I enjoyed with a big smile on my face.
Sometimes I didn't have to go far to stumble across an opportunity LL. That is not far from you. I will be a little more precise. I am sure you will recall October 15 and 16 2005. No? Then let me remind you.
That was the last time I spent the weekend at your place and the last time you got laid by me. To be frank, I was fucking you more for my pleasure than yours as I knew what you were up to. As I have told you in the past I orchestrated our parting, and you didn't even have a clue.
When I left your place that Monday morning and you had headed off to work. I headed down to a place near Keswick. A friend from London had taken a break and was staying there. Olivia was one of my early photographic models and if you look at the shot above you can probably see why.
I told her that I was staying just to the north of her that weekend and she invited me down to stay over a couple of days. It was quite funny bearing in mind your email shortly after that. The one saying you had found someone else. In fact it was quite hilarious when I read it. I thought...I love it when a plan comes together and it did, thanks to your misdemeanour. gullibility and lack of commitment. But mostly because you totally underestimated me.
I should explain that I have used Photoshop on the shot above to tidy it up, so to speak.
Beyond that. I bet you are wondering about the circumstances, for want of a better word. the photo was taken post coital you could say. Not a bad stopover with an 'old' friend although as you can see Olivia is relatively young, or was back then.
The attraction for her? Guess.
This was an opportunity too, but purely a photographic one. I'll leave you to consider whether you believe that or not. The location was a hotel near Leeds. It was early 2005 and I was on my way back to Norfolk, via one of my early commissions That commission was to shoot a family including their pets.
I stayed over. I think it was midweek from memory and without checking my diary. It was certainly after Monday when I left you. I had dinner at the hotel and chatted to the lady above as she served me drinks in the lounge afterward. I sat reviewing some of the photos I had taken that day. Janice, the lady above caught sight of them on my laptop and told me that she thought they were really good. At the time I thought she was flattering me. They were family shots in their house and garden - nothing very special.
Later I went to my room LL, watched the news on TV after a shower and then decided to go to bed. I think it was around 11.00 pm that I heard a knock on my door.
I put my gown on, as you well know I sleep naked LL. When I opened the door it was Janice who had waited on me earlier. She was wearing her waitress gear including a jacket which was buttoned up. I said hello and she asked if she could come in. I was a little surprised to say the least, but stood back and let her enter.
Janice asked whether I would take her photo. I said it was a little late and I was ready for bed, but if she was around the next day I would take some shots for her. She explained that she had just finished work. The conversation took just minutes LL and I thought she would leave.
Instead she took off her jacket and placed it on a chair in the room. It was more than apparent that she had no bra on under her blouse. To say the penny dropped would be an understatement. A late night visit, no bra - this lady was looking to get laid. She unbuttoned her blouse and left it so part of her breasts and her cleavage were revealed, she then undid, and unzipped her skirt and kicked her shoes off.
The skirt dropped to the floor as she stood before me revealing that she wore no panties either. She shrugged off the blouse and stood before me as I appraised her lovely body. Just the hair on her head and a whisper above her pussy covered her skin.
She pulled the belt on my gown and I shrugged it off. I was erect, LL. What man wouldn't be. Janice smiled and then we embraced and she manipulated my erection between her legs. She was quite moist and as she moved her hips to and fro her pussy opened and my tip was sliding between her lips down there. The more she moved her hips, the wetter she became.
Her boobs weren't large by any means, but they were young and firm. My hands explored them bringing her nipples erect and hard. She had very sensitive nipples I recall. She fell back onto the bed and opened her legs. I think she expected me to mount her straightaway, but instead I did what I used to do with you (and many others!) I placed my head between her legs and used my tongue on her pussy and clit.
She told me later that she had never experienced that.
I brought her to her first orgasm, LL. I remember Jan (as she asked me to call her) moaned loads whilst getting there and uttered lots of 'Oh yes's' when she came. After that I entered her immediately and gave her more than I think she bargained for, although she wasn't complaining. In fact, the harder I came down on her the more she bucked upwards to meet my thrusts. She came again - this time I'm sure the occupants of nearby rooms must have heard her.
Jan stayed the night, although we didn't get a lot of sleep. About half an hour after her second coming, she rolled over on top of me and rode me cowboy style. We both came together this time.
Not sure what the time was but possibly around 12.30 am. Jan suggested I take some shots of her, which I did, including the one above. After that we went to bed and this time we slept.
But it wasn't finished there. Fairly early the next morning we both awoke, cuddled kissed then used the bathroom. When I returned Jan was up more or less, standing naked by the bed. She looked at me over her shoulder smiled and bent over thrusting her butt upward. I knew instinctively what she wanted - to be taken from behind. I often have an EMHO and it was quite apparent that Jan didn't want to waste it! We didn't.
At first I massaged and squeezed her firm boobs making sure due attention was paid to those sensitive nipples. That was more than enough to get her juices flowing LL. With her legs wide apart I stood behind her made my way in, held her hips and started fucking her for the fourth time in less than eight hours. I have to say it was delightful. Jan was very wet down there that morning, so the experience was very pleasurable.
I could see her hands gripping the bedding the harder I thrust and I knew from her moans she was nearly there. At that point she asked me to spank her hard, so I did. My times with other women LL, told me that some enjoy it just before they come and it enhances their experience. Still holding her with my left hand, I slapped her hard several times and then she came. I could see her buttocks quivering as she did then she gushed all over me - really wet. I wasn't finished so I continued as Jan placed her head on the bed. I guessed her arms were aching. That increased the angle of entry and to be honest made it even more enjoyable for me. Jan was quite dilated and as I approached my peak I felt myself harden even more before unloading into her.
Towels to the ready we cleaned up a little. Cuddled in bed, me caressing her while I could, just hearing her panting slowly coming down from her hyperventilating peak. I still remember how she caressed me too LL. Another happy memory - one of many since March 2004.
All this on my way back from visiting you...and you never knew about Jan, or any of the other women...did you. That's not a question it's a fact 👀😤
I guess I might have entitled this encounter 'Opportunity Knocks'
No prizes for guessing where this opportunity arose...or rather where I 'arose'. This is Charlie and the location is Pennsylvania.
I met Charlie when she was on vacation in Florida in 2006 at Publix of all places. She was having trouble getting her shopping into her small hire car, so I gave her a hand. Needless to say she wasn't dressed as he is above. We got to chatting and we arranged to go for a drink together about a couple of hours later.
She had rented a condo and was enjoying a few days in the sun on her own. Apparently her father owned several farms in Pennsylvania, quite large spreads and she was down on a break. She worked the office for her father.
We had drinks in a nice cool bar. I couldn't believe she had agreed to our meet, so toward the end of our drinks time, I suggested dinner together. We had gotten on quite well. We had dinner together and enjoyed a great evening at a piano bar. The next day sadly Charlie was leaving, but at least I got myself a kiss when I dropped her off at her condo.
We kept in touch after that, and indeed are still in touch.
Come 2007 not only had my photography taken off I had also purchased my first New Hampshire home. Charlie had been pestering me to visit, although pestering is too strong a word - maybe encouraging me is better. I would have loved to have gone earlier, but what with my travels in California, Florida etc. Stuff in Europe and, back then, the limitation of 90 day visits (I wasn't a citizen at that time), I had been putting it off, rather reluctantly.
I finally managed to get down to Pennsylvania that summer of 2007. One of the farms had accommodation and I stayed over for about five days. I ride, horses that is and I rode back then too, so I took jeans with me.
Not sure what you know of Pennsylvania LL, but it bears comparison with England in the kind of landscape. It was great riding out with Charlie as she showed me around. On another day we took a Jeep and travelled out a lot further. The previous day I had talked to her about my photography and showed her some of my shots on my laptop. Mainly landscapes and some wildlife photos. She asked whether I would take some shots of her around the farm.
That second, or maybe it was the third day of my stay, I loaded up my camera gear in the Jeep and we headed off. Eventually, after checking out some great areas of meadows and livestock (cattle and horses mainly), crops and woodland, we ended up around lunchtime by one of their more remote barns.
Yes, I did take shots of Charlie as we travelled around, but it was her idea to get her top off in the barn and allow me to take photos. This last shot of her topless (above) moved on as you might guess LL from the fact she had undone her jeans.
We made love in the barn on a blanket...and then ate lunch. I'm not going to describe our lovemaking in detail, but I am sure you can see what a gorgeous woman she was/is.
This was a photographic opportunity LL, nothing more. Mind you, she wasn't the client but the client's daughter. I had an appointment to do a shoot at a place in Holland Park, London. The lady of the house, the young lady's mother was delayed, so I waited.
While I was waiting in the lounge having been given coffee by the daughter I heard her bumping about upstairs. After a while she said to go up and have a chat. The place was pretty quiet apart from the daughter so I took my camera. as I always do, and headed upstairs.
There were views that could be seen from the house that I might have captured. The view I actually captured or rather views were entirely different. As I made it to the first landing, she called out that she 'in here'. A room off to the right, I think. When I entered she was wearing just what you see above LL.
After I recovered, rather quickly., she started a bit of banter and 'told' me to take her photo. I reeled off quite a few very quickly while she posed in her panties.
Then her mother returned. We heard her car pull up.
The mother's shoot took place that afternoon. Quite what might I have happened if mother hadn't appeared I'm not sure, but the daughter was really horny!
This shot was taken in France near Perpignan in 2007.
Need I say much more except she was another horny young woman who wanted to be 'serviced'. She is French and her name was Camille. Opportunity didn't knock as such it was laid out before me. First on a sun lounger then later in her bedroom.
We were both on vacation, so why not!
Yet another opportunity, you could say laid, and laid out before me LL. I guess I should tell you where and when.
I took this shot and others of Laura in Penrith in late 2004. She was separated, on her own and needy, very needy in the sex department. Another contact from that site we both inhabited back then.
Given what you had been up to, I took opportunities as they arose and Laura was one such opportunity. We both enjoyed our sex without commitment and merely for our mutual pleasure. Sometimes I called in on a Monday, sometimes I stayed over on a Thursday.
It wasn't difficult to hoodwink you with messages saying I had just stopped of at Nottingham, or to apologize for being late on Friday lunchtimes. I had a good reason! Incidentally, she loved being licked...if you follow.
After I learnt of the 'flour' man, that was it, as far as I was concerned. You were fast becoming history. There were better prospects in sight and my getting into photography opened quite a few doors sexually and opened quite a few other things, too. Included of course were legs and pussy.
Which brings me to another opportunity that came my way. In fact they came thick and fast. I was thick and they were fast.
I met Annie, an Australian, in London while at a musical in the West End, around Christmas 2005. We were sat next to each other at the show and in the interval got to chatting. Annie was on her own and so was I. After the show was over I suggested a drink and she accepted, to my surprise. I remember thinking at the time, when was my last train.
I needn't have bothered with that thought because knowing that I wasn't going to make it - we ate a few snacks - I said I would have to find an hotel. Annie bless her said no, I could come back to her place and sleep. I was guessing on a couch.
That didn't happen. What did happen was we went to bed together and made love. The shot above taken on a small Lumix camera was the following morning. I was 'told' I should use the 'back door' on this occasion which I happily did LL!
A photo shoot in Paris in early 2009. A month or two before Ash and I got together permanently.
I hadn't intended anything with this lady but given the sort of poses she adopted toward the end of the shoot, she had other ideas. Never one to turn down an opportunity that is of benefit, I availed myself of what was on offer including those rather lovely breasts. Her name is Eleonore - rather a pretty name I think.
London studio 2008, and a photo shoot for this lady who is actually half Iranian, but was born in France. Quite a mix but she was fully Anglicized. Quite wealthy too.
She wanted to capture her own beauty and I couldn't argue with that. The shoot went through what had become the normal format. Fashion items and lingerie. She said they were for her and her husband. Her name is Abigail.
During the lingerie session it was apparent she had flawless skin. I have photographed any number of beautiful women since your time LL, but Abigail was near perfect in my eyes. The shoot took most of the morning and part of the afternoon, with the lingerie section coming in the afternoon. It might have been the wine talking/governing with Abigail, but she slowly went from lingerie to topless and then full nudity before my cameras.
I'll leave it there but I am sure you can imagine how it went down after that...including Abigail!
I love this photo not just for Claire's beauty but also when I recall how it came about.
It was taken in my garden in 2004 in Norfolk LL. That probably tells you something about where you figured in my life, after March of that year and your total lack of commitment.
Claire worked for the pool company I used and regularly delivered pool chemicals I had ordered. WE became quite good friends, after all she had been delivering stuff from before you appeared on the scene. This particular day in the summer of 2004, just after she had come back from a holiday, she turned up late afternoon with my order. It was the last on her round.
It was quite hot and Claire said the pool looked inviting. I said go ahead and use it if she wished. Then came the inevitable reply, that she didn't have a costume and would it embarrass or bother me if she swam in the nude. Silly question from my view point.
I allowed Clair a little privacy and went into the kitchen while she shed her clothes and got into the pool. Even in the water and pretty well covered she looked great when I took her a drink a little later. Then she invited me to join her LL. I stripped off my polo shirt, shorts etc and also nude climbed in. I was hot a sweaty from gardening just before she arrived, so it was welcome.
I bet your little mind thought you had me well and truly hoodwinked LL. The boot was on the other foot in fact. I had my suspicions about you from an early stage. Something to do with your personality. Naturally, you would have had no idea I was swimming with a naked 38 year old - you could say 'Au naturel' - in the summer of 2004.
I took the shot above when Claire had dried off after our up close and personal encounter in the pool. Up close and very personal was also a feature in my bedroom on the very same bed you languished on both before Claire...and others.
There's a reason that blanket was put there by Alison - I am sure you can guess why, LL.
I've talked in this blog about opportunities entirely of a sexual nature and this was yet another and an unexpected one at that.
Alison had been showing me investment properties in Cambridge back in 2008. She had come out on each occasion to show me around each and every one. I had already bought six apartments and two house, the former 'off plan'.
At the property above, which incidentally I had already decided to buy, Alison said something along the lines of 'I am sure I can persuade you to buy this one'. I think I said to her to prove it, not really imagining she would go as far as having sex on a strangers couch. She did, hence the blanket and the photo!
A 'buying' opportunity, you might say LL. Two things, I never let onto her that I had already decided to buy and secondly, to my knowledge the owner never ever knew what happened on his couch. Alison and I had a nice 'friends with benefits' relationship for about six months, off and on. Off when I wasn't around and on (and in) when I was.
Then, she was about the same age as my son was.
I don't think I have mentioned Spain that much in my blogs, that is mainly because I have spent a lot of time in Italy and France in preference, but I still have a place in Puerto Banus, my villa in Denia, an apartment in Barcelona and a place in Valencia.
The location above is Puerto Banus. The year 2006 and the lady with the big boobs is Ingrid, from Sweden. They are not all blond and blue eyed, but a lot are😜😉!
Ingrid was staying in another villa nearby, that she was renting for the week with a girl friend. They had both walked past my place for a couple of days and waved. Sometimes I was reading, sometimes I had my equipment out...photographic that is!
One day she stopped by and said hello. 'Are you alone', she asked. I was, so I told her yes. My friend has gone off on a yacht with some guy she told me. She standing at the bottom of my steps in a bikini covered by a wrap, LL. I recall that I told her that I had just made coffee, so being sociable and also a man who prefers a woman's company to a man's, or none at all, I offered her some...
She accepted.
Ingrid climbed the steps to my villa, which incidentally I still own. They are not the steps in the photo above - they are at the back and very secluded. One way or another after coffee and a few drinks, things turned rather steamy. Ingrid was horny, it was hot outside and she shed her wrap and bikini top to show me her 'boobies' as she put it. I guess it was partly the drink. So there I was sitting across my table on the patio staring at Ingrid's breasts Difficult not too given their size! That, and the fact they were almost level with the table top on their underside.
We must have had a bottle and a half of white wine accompanied only by some 'nibbles'. That was when she said for me take her photo ...please. I was of course happy to do so - never turned down an opportunity like that or to add another great shot t my collection.
Having agreed and fetched my camera, I came back out to the patio to find Ingrid standing in just her bikini bottom. I started taking a few shots and she posed quite provocatively in some of them. Then she pulled the strings on her bikini and the bottom half fell to the ground leaving her naked. More shots including the revealing one above followed then she climbed the steps back to the patio and sat down completely naked.
That wasn't the end of things by a long way LL.
Next Ingrid moved her chair round the table so we were both facing each other, with the table to my right and her left. She moved in close so he left leg was between mine and then she opened her legs wide and guided my hand down to her pussy which was beginning to gape and was certainly moist as my fingers soon discovered.
Ingrid undid the zipper on my shorts extracted my now very erect 'fella', then started pumping it slowly. I guess my fingers worked faster than her hand and soon she was moaning as I stroked and rubbed her clit at that table. She started to squirm and I reached out and squeezed one of her boobs. That sent her 'over the edge' and she came right there at the table. After a short recovery she just said one word...bed. Ingrid stood and began to head inside still naked. I gave her a playful slap on the but as she went.
The rest I am sure you can well imagine I am sure LL. Me on top followed by her on top...and a rather late lunch!
An under the table opportunity you could say LL...or just good old Swedish 'hospitality. Incidentally, I don't think you have ever been there have you. In fact there are lots of places you have never been and never will...but you could have. Your choice (largely) but as they say c'est la vie.
Writing the above has reminded me of a similar scene with Carole while we were on vacation together in Puerto de Polenca, Majorca. The only difference was we were on the balcony of a first floor apartment and Carole was wearing a dress...but nothing else. Me my shorts...but nothing else. She came in a chair on the balcony too. Then we went inside for an evening of pure pleasure.
I think you once said she looked like a lady of the night. She wasn't. By the same measure I could have said you were a slut, but didn't ... even though you were.
I have two copies of this particular shot. One color and the other you see above. I guess you could say they are a pair and quite apropos the pair you see above LL.
I'm not going to give you a lengthy story here, I will merely say that I met this gorgeous lady in an hotel in Chicago in 2008 and after a few drinks at the bar we spent the night together. Passing strangers seeking a little comfort. The shot above is post the third event of our meeting, the following morning.
The photo is her memento to me.
Opportunity chinked in this case. two glasses at the bar, two orgasms for her and two lovely boobs for me.
I've hooked this one out of a lingerie shoot I did in France, back in 2006. This one was taken at her place somewhere between Nimes and Montpelier. Quite an old chateau of a rather quirky architectural nature.
That was far removed from Romy's personal architecture which was far more classic. I guess you have no idea how I gain these clients or indeed gained them LL. Mostly through introductions, mixing with the right people and of course recommendation...the latter not always confined to my photographic skills/
Romy fell into two of those categories - an introduction and a recommendation ... from a French lady in London who allowed me to try my developing skills at photography, on her. That's another story entirely which too k place in April of that year. My encounter with Romy was later. Incidentally, I bet you never knew that a number of my emails were coming from Europe rather than where you undoubtedly thought I was.
The shot above of Romy was at the end of a lingerie shoot. I had spent the morning taking portrait shots and photos of her in and out of her fashionable clothes - she was/is a wealthy woman .
We left the chateau, I recall, and had a lovely rustic lunch at a place she knew. Then, back for the lingerie shoot. Given that I had already 'sussed' out she had a great figure under her clothes, I was rather looking forward to the afternoon session LL... and all the time I was manipulating your feelings via email. It was a lesson...for you. I had already moved on in a manner of speaking post March 2004.
The lingerie shoot went well, color and black and white. That wasn't only the photographs but Romy's underwear. Finally, she said she had a slip she wanted to be photographed in, so I waited while she changed...yet again. Then she came back out onto the back of the house wearing the slip...and nothing else! As you can see above.
The inevitable happened, she wanted it to of course. We went back inside and then she was all over me and the slip was discarded. I can't recall all the women in my life in detail, but I do keep notes (afterward, of course!) and the photos I have and the notes indicate she had wonderful breasts and she could take any amount of sucking. It certainly lubricated her...elsewhere.
This shot dates from 2004 at Lynne's place near Norwich. I think the shot is overexposed and Lynne is not quite exposed enough, but she was getting there.
She was a friend of my lady real estate agent in that city. (I had her too, by the way, quite regularly). I met Lynne when she joined the estate agent lady and I for a drink after the formers work. After that I walked with Lynne back to the multi storey car park where we had both parked. She invited me back to herself. I had nothing to go home to so I agreed and followed her car back to her home.
I knew how the evening and night was going to end up and I was right. We arrived, she rustled up a salad (not my favorite meal) and we ate and chatted and drank wine. I had my small Canon camera with me and Lynne said would I like some photos of here. I never refuse a lady who makes an offer like that. She slipped out of her dress and stood with underwear on while I took some shots. Then as you see above she removed her bra. It was one of those ones that undo in the front.
Her boobs were something else, again as you can see, LL. Similar to yours but younger and a tad firmer. I slipped my stuff of as she removed those panties. We made love on her couch, drank some more wine then went to bed, but we didn't sleep! I'm not going to describe our lovemaking. I am sure you have enough imagination to understand what took place. Suffice to say she was under me once and rode me twice.
In the morning we spooned and I entered her from behind. Lynne thought that was extra sexy.
I never like to miss a property opportunity if it is attractive enough, nor do I like to miss a an opportunity with a sexy woman...if she is attractive enough. Lynne filled the bill...and I filled Lynne.
I met this delightful lady on vacation in Spain 2006. This shot was taken in her car at her place. I had no idea she wasn't wearing panties but when we stopped at the back of her place in Malaga I soon found out she wasn't wearing panties!
I took this shot after she had rolled her skirt up and dropped her top. I have a lasting memory of her dashing into her place with both around her waist and her breasts bouncing as she ran. Nice arse to which was very pleasant to handle along with her other assets.
I was extremely fortunate after you played away LL. On one score you were right. There were definitely many, many women out there that wanted to get laid and I took my opportunities as they came along be they chance meetings, dates or through my photography and later at my various homes.
Talking of various homes. This is my place, at least the first one I bought in 2007, in Lake Oswego, Oregon.
This is also my almost first Oregonian lay. That is the lady above. Her name is Fran and she works still at Nike. A little older now of course but back then she was fascinated to have a neighbor who was English. I kept correcting her and told her I was British - half Scots, half English.
It's not often that one gets such an attractive neighbor, nor one who had a need that she wanted filled in all respects, regularly!
I still get to see Fran several times a year....older yes, attractive - still a definite yes. Funny isn't LL, I've known her in both meanings of the word far longer than you. Thought I would just rub that in a bit, although Fran is not the only woman in that category.
The water effect is a combination of oil and a light shower. I have often wondered how many photographers get to lay their clients, and I know that I am not the only one, but it's an interesting thought.
After the shoot and this shot was over she just walked up to me, undid my shirt and said to me that she wanted to be fucked, hard and fast. All that oiled skin, those breasts, that body was impossible to resist. An opportunity not to be missed! She got what she wanted. A frantic first session when she came sitting on my desk. That was followed by a more languorous session, which she enjoyed equally and which allowed me to come as well.
Whoever said the Germans were far too serious about everything was utterly wrong. In the case of of Frieda...very wrong. Not that this photo and a few others was taken in Germany. It was in fact taken in 2008 in Carcassonne, France where I have a home, as you know.
I was in Narbonne on the coast taking photos in the national park there. I was on my own at that point and came across Frieda in the park walking and taking in the sights. I had my camera, tripod and lenses. She asked to look through the telephoto lens I had on the camera at the time. I was photographing birds some distance away.
Frieda liked looking through the lens and I moved it and refocused it a few times so she could see other birds. I liked my view to. A very pert butt outlined beautifully in her jeans. She caught me surveying it twice and just smiled as she briefly took her eye away from the lens.
I cut short my photography that day LL and Frieda cut short her walk. We decided as we were both on our own to have lunch in Narbonne. As a result we talked and Frieda said she would like to see my home in Narbonne. We drove there.
To cut a long story short, Frieda decided to show me her beautiful butt in one of my bedrooms and a lot more besides. I ended up with photos of birds on that card in my camera and one 'bird' in particular...Frieda. It was her idea for me to take the nude shots and also a video of us making love (I have video cameras). The shot above was just before we 'got down to business'.
A bird in the hand etc, LL. Another opportunity that 'knocked' and one that proved to be very satisfying, for both of us. Frieda stayed over until the next morning. A case of ships that pass in the night, I guess, but in her case a ship with a beautiful 'hull'.
I love a warm welcome, but on this particular day near Louisville, Kentucky I didn't expect to be this warm or this wet. I'm all for open arms and wet lips to kiss, but Janey was offering different lips and open legs.
It all came about when I travelled to Indianapolis in 2005, via Florida, Cincinnati, Ohio and salt Lake City, Utah on my way to Portland, Oregon. A lady called Shelagh that I knew in Indianapolis suggested I call on her friend Janey while I was in Kentucky (I had actually gone to look at horses). Even then I was way ahead of you. I had already bought a ranch in New England that I didn't tell you about, LL.
Shelagh had arranged for me to stay over at Janey's, ostensibly to save me money. What a few days that was.
When I arrived, Janey showed me the bedroom. I showered and put on a robe as she said she would make coffee while I was showering. Then just as I put my robe on she called out that coffee was ready. I decided the robe was fine and didn't dress.
On entering her lounge What you see above is more or less what confronted me LL. She merely said - take me. Who could resist the sight of a pussy craving attention.
Not me.
Soon I was kneeling in front of her and her open pussy, using my tongue. She came, I entered, she came again and then I came. It was interesting four days LL, and I was well worn by the time I left for Cincinnati.
All this took place in that spring/summer of 2005, just as I was engineering your departure following your liaison with the flour man.
This opportunity is a lot later in the spring of 2009 in the south of France. Nice to be precise. By this time I had my place there - still do in fact and a super king size bed.
The bed is being graced by a friend who came along from Cannes to pay a visit. Pretty gorgeous isn't she and she really enjoyed an older man. She still comes out on my boat when I am in France and as you can see usually topless. I'll be back over in Europe before to long and I might see Tamara when I'm there.
She's a very good lay, by the way....very good!
Dear old Blighty was where I took this shot in 2007. Linda was a friend of a friend. This is at her place in Oxfordshire. My reputation, not just for photography apparently went before me if you follow LL. I'm sure you do!
I was introduced to Linda at a party in London by the friend of a friend. We got on very well at the party and it was there that she invited me to her home. The next day when I woke at my London apartment, I thought nothing more of it. I have received lots of invitations over the years. Mainly, along the lines of 'you must visit sometime'. Hence, I let it slip from my mind.
Apparently, Linda hadn't.
A few days later she called me and we firmed up an invitation. I was busy with all my affairs but I decided I could take the weekend off and travelled to Linda's place one Friday afternoon. Arriving around 2.00 pm (I keep notes LL and I have notes on you as well). We stood chatting over tea in her kitchen. Funny how that is always where people end up.
The conversation got around to pleasures of the flesh and Linda was not slow in saying that she understood I had a reputation. I feigned ignorance of what she was inferring. She laughed and said that she knew from one of her friends. I knew which one of course. I changed the subject briefly and took my bag to the bedroom. I heard Linda walk to her bedroom as well. I remember I had hung a couple of shirts on the wardrobe door when she called me. Here we go, I thought. After all that talk in the kitchen, I was expecting her to be in bed naked.
She was naked when I went into her bedroom, that's for sure but she was sitting on the floor by her window. She said for me to take her photo. Linda looked great so I went back and fetched my Nikon. The shot above is one of several I took that afternoon....I took more, a lot more later, LL.
However that had to wait as there was a lady who desperately wanted servicing. Linda climbed onto the bed on all fours facing me. Her boobs dangling and her lovely butt in the air. 'Come on....take me please, I feel so horny', she said. I stripped off and while I was she lay on her back with her legs open and started massaging her pussy. By the time I had gotten my head between those beautiful thighs she was quite moist. My tongue slipped between her 'love wings' easily.
Due to her earlier massage her clit was already erect, to say nothing of where my fella was. - locked and cocked. A few rapid strokes from me after exploring her love wings and entrance was all that was needed to have her come and flow, and boy, did she flow. Linda pulled her legs up and wide and I just slipped in like it was home. It was for five times over those couple of days.
Linda told me two things before I left. One, was that only one other man had given her the tongue treatment and he didn't really know what he was doing. Two, that my ummm ...'reputation' was more than well deserved. That was reinforced by a number of visits to me in London and one here in Florida.
London apartment 2007, post coital and post shower. Time for coffee to get that buzz back.
Before the shot I took above, was quite something. I am sure you can imagine. waking next to a beautiful woman in the gorgeous form of Julia led to inevitable sex. Those breasts of hers were so lovely, so firm, and so responsive to my touch and my mouth.
After that first awakening session she had come twice. Me not at all so we adjourned to the shower and made love standing while hot water showered us. Julia placed her hands on the far wall of the shower, arched her back and presented her pussy to my cock. Given that we had just made love I slid in easily. It was quite sensuous. All that soap made her body slick and the feelings of eroticism were very heightened. Naturally, I made sure she had another orgasm and I too reached my peak and unloaded.
Happy daze...and they are still not over by a long way!
The opportunity here was straightforward. A party. She was unattached, I was unattached in fact I know we were 'set up' as a 'couple, for the evening. It all turned out rather well and I was never slow to grasp and opportunity...or a lovely woman!
I look after the women in my life LL, very well. Be that in the present after you, or before you. Although I was widowed after many years of a happy marriage there were quite a few before I married. Back when I took this shot of Virginia I was in the Royal Navy. I guess it might have been the uniform or whatever. I wasn't rich then, of course, but I entertained her nevertheless.
I met Ginny in Portsmouth and we were spending a weekend at her flat and in the West End. I think we spent many hours in her bedroom from memory, rarely emerging before lunch. We were both young and insatiable, so I guess that was what drove us to have sex multiple times.
As to opportunity, that arose because I had stopped for lunch ashore in Pompey and the only table free was the one Ginny was sitting at. It all went from there.
After all of the above, I thought you might something rather calming. Seeing as I took this shot in the Lake District some years back, it seems quite appropriate, don't you think LL.
The whole purpose of relating the above encounters is as always to ensure you never lose sight of the fact that I was always better off without you in my life. Not now being permanently attached has brought distinct advantages, as it did from March 2004 until I met Ash. That doesn't mean I don't have semi permanent partners. I do and they are scattered like seeds. Here there and everywhere and they have all been 'seeded'.
I am told I plow a pretty good 'furrow', and I have plowed many since you strayed LL. Just food for thought....enjoy the 'meal, and your rather sad life,with that gross person.
Ciao
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