For LL in the UK
There are a few more to come (a coincidental choice of words) before I cease these blogs. This is the next one, obviously.
You have read enough of my descriptions of my encounters so I won't expand more here, juts the odd comment as I see fit. These are all B & W shots but, as the title says, not everything in life is so easily categorized.
You see LL some women, no many women can't stop themselves and I think you fell into that category. During my life I have heard it said many times that men find it hard keeping it in their trousers. Well, in my experience it is equally women who can't keep their panties on. You were one, but not the only by a long, long way as I have found out ever since 2004.
I was twenty when I met my wife and was faithful to her all my married life, so it was a bit of a revelation to me that women were very ready to drop their panties and equally that they found me attractive. Read on and view as well....
Leeds UK
This lady always reminds me of Carole, although I hadn't met the latter at this point.. You remember Carole don't you LL. She was the lady who you 'slagged off'. Probably good that I didn't show her what you said. She was a DCI with the Police and....I am still in touch with her, but only via email. She's just wished me a Happy Christmas only yesterday
Back to the lady who is called Alison. In this photo, taken just before bed at her place in Leeds in 2005 she is in her tights and panties. I had left your place the same day in early 2005 and stopped of to stay with Alison. Obviously she is younger than Carole but her boobs were about the same size and firmer. A darn sight firmer than yours. We had some good times. She lived there and I knew Leeds quite well anyway. Photo was taken after a nice night out in the city, while you were at home with your boys...
Your own fault.
Cumbria, UK
I've 'aged' this one using Photoshop The two smaller ones are there to show you I have more than one copy of all my shots.
The lady is Annie and she lives very close to where you are. She's still there. We first met in 2004 at your nearby supermarket as you head for the motorway. In fact I kept meeting her each and every Monday when I left you. No she didn't work there, but she did say to me one one Monday that 'we would have to stop meeting like this'. It was part joke and part a bit of flirting on her part.
The next Monday I saw her I said we don't always have to meet like this. It went from there. Sometimes it was a Monday, sometimes a Friday (I came up Thursday unknown to you LL). Annie and I had a fairly long lasting sexual relationship right through 2005. I have to say it was far more satisfying than withdrawing from you at the critical point! I hated that.
Reculver, Kent UK
This one is a blast from the distant past: Linda in 1969 on the north Kent coast near Reculver. I was nearly twenty one and Linda was nineteen. Our young sex was was great fun, both reasonably inexperienced but getting a lot of satisfaction. Happy days...
Laconia, New Hampshire
This shot was a bit of a risk and to me a surprise LL. It was taken at the local college ball field at the back of the changing rooms early one Sunday morning. When I say local I mean local to where we were in New Hampshire, a small town some where north of Concord, New Hampshire.
I was supposed to be taking this lady, Claire, to Laconia to meet a friend. I was doing the drive as a favor for these near neighbors as her husband was away and their second car was in for a service. Claire is a local and after we had left she asked me to stop for coffee about half an hour later. We did in a small place. In the UK you would call it a village.
After coffee Claire said she wanted to show me something. It was the ball field at the local college. We walked around the field a bit and she explained it was where she had her first kiss. As she told me this we wandered around the back of the changing room block. I thought on the way back to my car, but then Claire walked right up to me and kissed me on the lips lightly. My first reaction was to do nothing LL, but then I kissed her back, also lightly.
Then we were kissing properly and with some passion. I'm not sure why I returned her kisses at the time, maybe because she was so attractive, maybe because she was good company. Who knows. Things went a little further after that. Claire undid her jacket revealing her boobs as you see above LL and placed my hands on them. that really had me going...and her. If it had been anywhere else I think we would have made love there and then. We didn't. I took this shot just after that encounter on my phone before we walked back to my car.
I asked her how she had lost her bra. She told me she removed it in the ladies room where we had coffee. When we reached the car she made a call to her friend to say she wouldn't be able to make the meeting. I looked at her and she just smiled at me and put her hand on my upper leg. We turned around, drove back to my place near Concord and....went to bed. Following that we met up quite a few times, always when her husband was in Boston on business and I was there. This was back in 2008 when I had the first property LL. She was a good lay by the way....another neglected woman, who couldn't help herself.
Cumbria UK
This is a photograph of Jess (Jessica). Jess was a friend of Annie's, the lady I met at your Tesco store. Annie introduced me to her mainly because of the photographs I had taken of Annie (clothes on!). Jess liked my work including my landscapes of North Norfolk and the coast there.
Why do I remember that fact? Mainly, because Jess said she would like to see it and she did. Unbeknown to you and to Annie she came back to Norfolk with me. I remember that week very well it was in the Spring of 2005. I had you at the weekend LL, in both senses of the word, then Annie on Monday and Tuesday again in both senses of the word.
I picked Jess up later that Tuesday morning and drove her back to Norfolk. We had lunch on the way I recall somewhere around Nottingham. She loved where I lived. I showed her my son's old bedroom and she dumped her bag in there. I took a few photos of Jess that day and later I cooked while Jess watched me. We ate had some wine, watched some TV and then bedtime came around.
We both went up I said good night to Jess and went to my bedroom. Next thing is a rather scantily clad Jess appears in my bedroom I was sitting up reading. She was wearing just her bra and panties. Without a word LL she took both items off and climbed into the bed beside me...my book would have to wait until some other time. We made love, twice. Me on top then her on top. We slept late the next morning, partly due to the drive from Cumbria and partly due to our late night lovemaking. I bought Jess teat in bed and then she was all over me again.
After that little diversion, showered and a light breakfast and I took her to the North Norfolk coast. WE had fish and chips sitting on the sea wall watching the world go by.
The next day we went to Norwich and I took her to the place you see above LL, a property I was going to renovate, as she had asked to see some of what I was up to. The other place was where I was having those six new houses built. A good part of the middle of the day was spent in the City. Jess asked to go back to the house above, I wondered why but soon found out. I always carry a camera apart from my cell. Usually my pocket sized Lumix.
Jess had this fantasy of wanting to be fucked in an unusual place. This was it. She stripped down as you see her above and hands against a wall I took her from behind. Talk about 'assume the position. Legs spread wide arms extended and hands on the wall and we both went for it.
Jess stayed right through until the Sunday when I took her back to your home town LL. She put me up for one night then I left. I had a friend in Penrith and I couldn't chance you spotting me so.... I stayed with Becky in Penrith until the Friday then met you for lunch. Bit of a lad wasn't I. You plus three other women within something under two weeks and....you never had a clue!
Kensington, London
Next up, or rather down, is Arabella and the location is Kensington, more or less, London. This shot was taken last year. Something of a socialite in the circles in which I move over there Arabella has a pair of the perkiest breasts I have come across...and on one occasion I did come across them....by request.
That is all I will say about Arabella apart from she is exactly the same on her back as all other women I have made love to. Legs wide apart, gagging for it in her case, moaning, groaning and shouting.
'Posh' or not, a lady being laid is a lady being made. Any sense of class finishes when you are inside them
Laconia, New Hampshire
This is another shot of Claire above on a different occasion and in a very secluded spot, just after we made love in that car.
Sorrento, Italy
Obviously this Italy LL. I took this shot across Vittoria's kitchen table. The location is a place you are vaguely familiar with - Sorrento. The year is 2017.
I wasn't up for taking a shot then, but when she sat down naked to the waist I found the sight of her eating spaghetti topless incredibly sexy. Hence these shots. I sometimes stay with Vittoria for a few days when I at my home there. It is such an Italian household with great aromas, great food and a beautiful lady who likes me to take her to bed. All those virile Italian guys LL and it is me she enjoys.
Experience over youth it seems.
Ely, Cambridgeshire
The two photos above are part of a number I have taken over the years of Jenny. We first met online when she was in her early twenties in 2008. I still dipped into sites from time to time, just for fun. Then I married and we kept in touch sporadically.
In 2017, while I was over there in the UK, I agreed to meet up with Jenny. I decided that neutral ground was best given the place I have in Knightsbridge. I didn't want her being overawed or wondering about my wealth.
Over the years we had talked long and in detail although I didn't disclose too much about my wealth etc. I met her Ely in Cambridgeshire. I had my home in Cambridge and she lived in Ely anyway. Our neutral ground was a restaurant. Although she had sent me photos and we had talked via Skype and later Facetime, I surprised that she looked younger than i expected. We talked and talked. She wanted to know all about New England which she had never visited - Florida she had , but only Orlando which I steer clear of big time except with the grandchildren
Unaware, on purpose on my part, that I had a home in Cambridge she invited me to stay over bee fore I went back to 'London'. Jenny is a well endowed lass, LL as you can see and having known her for about ten years, albeit at arms length I had a feeling she probably wanted to get me in her bed. We had talked of sex of course in the past.
Jenny has never married although she has had a number of relationships. That afternoon we went back to her place, which is when I took the shots above. I have converted them to black and white, although I do have color versions. When she stood dressed, or is that undressed like she is above., I didn't have to think about whether I wanted to make love to her. It was foregone.
We spent the afternoon having sex. Just two very good friends enjoying each other's bodies. It was quite a pleasure LL....and those boobs of hers were something else...what beauties!
Cannes, France
Another .... errr ......acquaintance from Cannes. Another house guest, another lay. This shot was taken this summer. The lady is called Camille. I hadn't met her until I went to a party at a friend's place in Cannes, but as two 'singles' at the same party she attached herself to me and we ended up at her place afterward, when I was purportedly dropping her off. We both knew we were going to sleep together...and we did. Maybe I'll see her in the New Year again, maybe I won't...who knows.
Tours, France
I love this shot of Agathe. It was taken in France at her apartment in Tours in 2007 which, if you know your geography LL, is in the Loire Valley, a beautiful part of France. I had completed a couple of commission in Orleans and had another in Poitiers. Tour was on my route to the latter.
Agathe had been suggested as a client during a conversation with the second of my Orleans 'clients', who phoned her and arranged a meeting. With Agathe's address programmed into the SatNav I set off. On arrival I rang her bell on the apartment array of door bells That wasn't the only bell I was to 'ring' LL.
The door clicked open and I went up to her apartment in the elevator. Tours is a university city LL and Agathe worked there. She was bright in personality and also in intellect. I arrived late morning, we talked over espressos I took some shots of her. She certainly had a nice figure under her dress. As I am sure you have worked out LL, I like women...a lot, and enjoy their company.
I suggested lunch. As you probably know most people stop work for a couple of hours for lunch in France and the shops but not the restaurants shut. The smaller shops that is. Off we went. Agathe talking animatedly about the US and me trying to get a word in, in reply. Lunch was very pleasant as was the wine and coffee. Around three we wandered back to her apartment. I went out onto the balcony with my camera. There were some great views of the City.
Then it started raining. I turned around to go back in and nearly fell off the balcony. Agathe was standing the other side of the door in her undies. I took the shot above.
There are a few things to say here LL. First of all when I saw her the other side of that door, you didn't even enter my mind. Why would you. In my life you were long gone. Two, I had not expected Agathe, a rather serious woman whose conversation was equally serious to come onto me, which she most certainly did. Three, her body was even better than I had imagined....in the flesh. An appropriate phrase, in the flesh...that is where I was not long after the photo above.
The other thing that occurred to me afterward was that she had changed into that lacy underwear. I'm sure she had a proper bra on before, I saw the straps. After I took the photo I just stood on the balcony looking at her, until she beckoned me in. That was done in a way that left no doubt about what she had in mind. Stroking her hands over her boobs and then down to her crotch.
I was more than a little fixated by her body LL. My eyes travelling from her breasts down to the curve of her hips, the way her panties were tight against her pussy and her firm thighs. I didn't need to be aroused...I already was! I won't describe everything that followed. I am sure you can use your limited imagination. However we indulged in some lengthy foreplay, exploring and stimulating each other's bodies. That left Agathe in a very heightened state before we then made love.
The next day I travelled to Poitiers where I spent two nights before starting the reverse journey with another stop in Tours and another day and night with Agathe.
Essex, UK
This Essex lady was just that. She wrote a good email though. Her name was Lisa and we started chatting online through our website LL in April 2004.
By May I had visited her and got laid as well. To be honest she wasn't my type culturally or otherwise. Fairly literate, she was though definitely an 'Essex Girl', right down to the accent! It was pretty awful but she had a pretty good body and all she wanted from me was sex and that is all she got. Having said that we did make some good music together for a few weeks.
Having those thighs locked around me after she came left my hands free to play with her boobs and I made the most of it. For her part she couldn't get enough of me, right down to calls late evening asking if I could drive down and 'service her' as she put it. I let things drift after a few weeks, making my excuses. It wasn't as though I was short of women in my life...including you.
London
Yes, those are my hands. The shot is a still taken from my video cams. You don't often see me hands on so to speak, so I though I would 'insert' this one into the blog.
The slim lady with the very slim waistline is Liz, a lady I know in London. The year is 2008 and we are still in touch, in both senses of the word. The great thing about London and indeed any large city is that I can have several lovers in the same place yet never come across them with another. Yes, I know it's a risk but a risk that has not come about in over ten years. I played the same game in your town for two years and got away with it. You never saw me there, no did you see me with another woman and there were a few.
Liz is what I would describe as a comfortable 'lay'. We both know what we like and the variations we desire from time to time so sex with Liz doesn't require any 'finding out' or doing things she wouldn't like. That's why I call it ...comfortable.
Venice, Italy
This is also my hand. The other one operated the camera. Fabiola was straight out of the shower with a towel around her waist. The place is Venice and the year 2010.
I though you might like to see something up close and personal...very personal after this shot was taken. Fabiola is a very passionate women and has sex very passionately. No just lying there while I thrust she responds with similar actions and caresses me as much as I do her. She is my number one lady in Venice and will remain so. She is fabulous women LL.
You don't come anywhere near most of the women I have met since your time...nowhere near.
Edinburgh, Scotland
Imagine. I am standing behind her applying oil to her shoulders, rubbing it in. Then applying a little more as the excess slowly makes its way down the hollow of her spine and nearly makes it to the crack of her butt. My hand covered in oil halts it in its track just above her lovely ass.
At that point Isla suggested she lay on the bed...on her tummy I continued apply in the oil LL, to her buttocks thighs and legs. Then she turned over. The sheet went into the wash what with the oil etc etc! Her skin was/is silky smooth so you can imagine the effect on me. I was told to start with her boobs as she lay there eyes closed and as Isla put it I worked my 'magic' on her. For magic you can read sexual arousal LL. I was loath to leave her breasts while I was applying that oil. They were firm, her nipples proud and they didn't flatten when she was on her back.
I slowly worked down over her tummy, past her navel then switching to her lower legs up her thighs to her 'sweet spot'. This wasn't the first time I had applied oil to Isla, LL, so what was coming was expected. Isla enjoyed it each and every time. Incidentally, I used to do the same for my late wives. It is rather sad that I have outlived them both, and I will probably outlive you given my father's genes.
Slowly I worked right up to her pussy. She parted her legs enough for me to apply my massaging skills there, both hands stroking its outside slowly, smoothly, feeling the reaction, hearing the reaction. Isla spread her legs wider and my fingers then went to work....and so did hers as I knelt beside her LL! My turn to say ....mmmm.. Hers to moan.
From there her legs were fully apart and held up why my tongue went to work and....well, the rest you can imagine.
The photo above was taken on an earlier occasion. I have just remembered I haven't given you the when. Edinburgh 2005. That will make you think, I'm sure. When you said to me after we parted that there were plenty of women out there who wanted to be laid...I already knew!!
Surrey, UK
Nude photographs were not on the agenda according to the brief I received nor was sex but apparently my reputation (for satisfying women) had gone before me LL. Looking at her photo now it's hard to imagine how sophisticated and elegant she looked when she was dressed. Then again no women looks elegant laying on her back with her legs drawn up and wide open, but they do look very welcoming!
That was the case with Charlotte on that first meeting. Transformation from sophisticated elegance to a very hungry woman. She didn't want me to leave when the time came. However I did leave, but suggested visiting me in Knightsbridge and she did where her hunger was sated again, and again and again.
At that time Ash was very ill with chemo etc., but she wanted me to carry on with life. She knew how sexually minded I am (she should have done!) and left me to my own devices, as long as none of it was in her face...none of it ever was.
I last saw Charlotte at her home earlier this year. She is married, but yet again neglected sexually by her husband. We took chances at her home as he works in the City and who knows he might have come home...but he didn't. We have also used my Cambridge (UK) home for our 'get togethers'.
Milan, Italy
Milano or rather Milan is where Elena lives and where we get laid together. I am one lucky fella and she loves the photographs I take of her.
I have business interest in Italy of course, LL and much of my companies banking is done in Milan so when I am there to glad hand the bankers and keep them happy, I make a point of keeping Elena happy too, She likes my point especially when it is inside her.
Elena works in our Italian office so we started having an affair way back in 2009 and we are still at it in all senses of the word ten years later. I remember one occasion when she was working late and I popped into the office about eight years ago to pick something up. We ended up with her on a desk with her legs wide open while we did the deed. She slept at my hotel that night...
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As with all my blogs LL, you can see I had no trouble at all getting laid and I have lost count of how many women I have 'had' in the last fifteen years. I will tell you one thing I enjoyed each and every one of them apart from the woman who made me withdraw prematurely...you.
Ciao
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