Again and Again

For LL in the UK

Her we are again LL. This time there are quite a few repeats of the women in my life since we, well you, played away in 2004.

As always, some are merely sex buddies, some models, some commissions, some ongoing relationships at the time/or in the present, and some just pure happenstance.

Lauren

These first two shots above LL are of Lauren a lady I met in Oregon, although she hailed from California. Both shots , and others, were taken in 2007. I was there sorting out the purchase of my home in Lake Oswego and staying in hotel in downtown Portland. Lauren was involved with a team from California trying to cut some sort of deal with Nike.

She was staying in the same hotel as I was. Not with her team mates, for whatever reason. She didn't really know the State either, I learned later. I guess this falls into the category of happenstance. WE met by chance in the hotel. She was carrying out some transaction with reception as I walked in from the City. Some how, she managed to knock her purse (handbag) off the counter spilling its contents across the floor. Lipsticks, tissues, emery board, all manner of things ladies keep in their purses.

I stopped as she scrabbled about trying to collect her stuff and stooped down and helped her. Lauren, I didn't know her name then, thanked me in an embarrassed sort of way. She was mildly flustered and I tried to allay her embarrassment by saying that it was no problem and that I do it all the time. That brought a smile to her face and a small laugh.  Another thank you from her and I continued to the elevator. Later, in fact early evening, I saw her again.

Lauren was sitting in the lounge area as I was on my way out to find somewhere to eat. I had a few recommendations from the hotel and was going to get them to book  a table. It was around then that I spotted her. Not that it was difficult as she was blessed with gorgeous long hair that stood out like a beacon. She was studying some folder as I walked across reception having secured myself a table at one of the recommended eating places.

She looked up and said 'Hi. I just want to thank you again for helping me earlier. That was so kind'.

I told her it was nothing and that I hoped she had nothing was missing from her purse. As we continued with a little small talk, me standing she sitting, I noticed that the folder was a menu from  the hotel restaurant. Lauren saw me looking and told me that she would have preferred to eat out but a lady on her own on a Friday evening (it was in fact June 15 2007 LL) was a bit of a 'no. no'. I asked her if she would like to join me. I had a table booked for one.

I described the restaurant just about a half mile walk from where we were - an Italian place. 'OK, why not', she said with a lovely smile, gathered herself up and off we set. As we walked LL, we talked. I asked her about herself and listened attentively and she asked all about me, especially my being British and the fact she had only been to London in the UK and nowhere else.

Lauren turned out to be quite knowledgeable about the world but hadn't really explored it or Europe yet. I told about my purchase of a home in Lake Oswego. She didn't know where it was. In fact she didn't know Oregon that well. I also told her of my home near Concord, NH - the original one. No mention of the UK or Florida where I had homes at the time.

We arrived at the restaurant. We ordered, enjoyed an apertif, enjoyed our meal along with a good bottle of Primitvo and enjoyed our conversation. To be fair we lingered a long time over that meal. The ambience in the restaurant was just right and Lauren was enjoying herself which meant I was. We finished off with a digestif of Limoncello and coffees.

By then the evening was pretty mature and we sauntered back to the hotel I have no idea how long it took we were so engrossed in conversation it might have taken 20 minutes or 40 for all I knew. The other nice thing was that Lauren had slipped her arm through mine as we walked. Finally, we arrived back and she removed her arm from mine.

I suggested a nightcap mainly out of courtesy rather than need. Lauren declined, but took me by the hand and drew me toward the elevators.

'I have a better idea', she said with a little giggle and a conspiratorial wink. An elevator arrived and she asked, while we were alone in the elevator briefly....'Would you sleep with me?'

My floor was seven hers was twelve. By way of an answer, when the elevator stopped at seven I stayed where I was and pressed twelve, again. Lauren was undoubtedly tipsy but not drunk. When we entered her room via the key card, I asked her whether she was certain that she wanted to 'do this'. Her answer was in her actions.

She walked back across the room her blonde hair shining under the room lights and her hips sashay their way in my direction. I smiled, she smiled. 'Undo my zipper please, she said I replied 'With pleasure ma'am'

She allowed her dress to drop to the floor. No pantie hose (tights LL) just bar and panties, but not a thong.

She stood kissing me gently undoing my shirt buttons while my hands wandered from her waist to her butt and back again. Shirt off, she started on my chinos. soon it was boxers for me LL and bra and panties for her. It was well past 10.00 pm by now so we wasted little time. I switched the main lights off, leaving just two bedside ones to illuminate the room.

Lauren turned around and pointing at her bra strap said for me to undo her LL. Always an invitation I can't refuse. I undid the fixing her back warm against my knuckles. Then it was released I flicked her shoulder straps off and her bra was gone, her boobs released from constriction. I did what any man would do in such circumstances. I took one breast in each hand.

Her hair was gorgeous and she smelled good. maybe the aroma of her hair and the fact she had perfume on. Her breasts were not big, but they were nice and firm and responsive as I cupped them in my hands. I could feel her nipples responding too, as I gently squeezed her. Lauren pushed her butt hard against my groin. I am sure she could feel my hardening cock inside my boxers. I kissed her on the neck, flicking her hair aside, LL.

Then she was pulling her panties down over her hips. I let go of her breasts and helped them on their way, followed swiftly by my boxers.If I close my eyes I can still feel those warm silken thighs. My boxers soon followed. Lauren turned around looked at my erection and said, 'Hey, you are really large...I mean it is soo thick. This could be very, very good.' She flopped on the bed.

I looked down at her all flaxen hair around her head like a halo and the merest fuzz just above her pussy. She lay back and opened her legs. I knelt on the floor with my head between her legs which she had drawn up. This was not new to Lauren - she had told me so and made the request LL. I started slowly, teasing her apart with my tongue. She was already...damp...

Sure enough and naturally, she responded or rather her pussy did and then her. Mmmm, mmm, mmm were the reports on progress I was getting LL. Lips parted, my tongue flicked into her silken interior as far as it would go. 'That's good, very good', she said. When I stroked her clitoris and she came, she didn't stop crying out for what seemed like ages. Some orgasm LL! She just kept those 'Ohh's' flowing as freely as her orgasm.

Shortly after, I entered her and we had one superb fuck. Accommodating my thickness was a matter of gentle easing at first but after that penetration and with her dilation now full we slipped together like a hand in a glove. I say superb because Lauren was LL. Her second orgasm, like the first went on and on and all the time I was thrusting, right up until I came. To be honest Lauren has certainly ranked in the top ten of my lovers.

We slept together that night. Come the morning, Saturday. I asked her if she had any plans as we sat up in bed after a little 'awaken-er' mainly provided by Lauren who rather enjoyed her ride...on me. No plans was the answer. She was due back at Nike with the rest of her people on Monday. I suggested we might drive down to Salem, Oregon then over to Tillamook and back to Portland. That way she would see some of Oregon and that would include it's deserted by lovely sandy shores. I booked somewhere for Saturday night and we met later after we had showered and dressed for the weekend. I went back to my room collected my cameras and Lauren came down to my floor before we set off.

We grabbed breakfast on the way. It was a glorious day LL. Lauren was relaxed on thee drive, chatting, switching between radio stations, singing. It was nice to be with someone so refreshing. After Salem we made it to the shoreline south of Tillamook. Parked up the car and wended our way down to the shore. It was empty of anyone as far as you could see.

It was there that I got the shot of Lauren that you see above. It was hot. Oregon gets pretty hot in the summer. Lauren just stripped off her tee shirt and bra whipped her shorts and panties off and posed for me. I was in my shorts but had removed my polo shirt. She looked great through my lens and looked even better without it. I managed to get some great shots.

The inevitable happened and we had sex on the beach, not the cocktail, but the real thing. Sun on my back as we fucked, sun n her back as we changed positions. A quick dip in a pretty cool ocean and we drove on north toward Tillamook. There are a few things to amuse yourself with there and we did then we checked in at the hotel, which is when I got the second shot above, posed of course, but a precursor for a quickie before going out for some dinner.

This time LL, I just about managed a deposit, if you follow. Lauren's hunger for sex had nearly drained me of semen, but not quite. The photo is a clue as to how we did it n this occasion....from behind. Despite Lauren's previous 'experience', she had only had sex once before from behind. This was her second time. Given her long legs there was no knelling on the bed - she just placed her hands on it parted her legs and allowed me to enter, my having caressed her boobs and clit to prepare her for my entry. It all worked beautifully.

Her lovely butt facing me along with her pussy at just the right height. In I went, hold her on me by her hips and we fucked fast and relatively hard. Her noises had to be heard to be believed, alternating between 'Yes, yes yes!', screams and 'Oh my God'. At one point she asked me to grab her hair and pull her head back, it seemed to do something for her, I guess and thinking about it. I realised what. It made her arch her back so that my penetration became deeper.

I could feel two things happening. Lauren was getting there but she was also getting worn out. I went faster, much faster. Let go of her hair and spanked her butt. That had the effect of making her clench her buttocks and in doing so she came...followed quite quickly by yours truly.

After ward, as we both lay side by side panting after our exertions, Lauren said she had never been spanked during sex, but now she knew the effect she loved it - pain followed by pleasure.

That's probably enough for you to swallow for now LL, although Lauren did some swallowing Sunday morning of an entirely different type...sixty nine in fact. Her hunger for sex set something of a record for me. Five times in twenty four hours followed by four more sessions in the next twenty four!!

Lauren still lives and works in California, not  near me in LA but up near San Francisco...so when I am at my home there we have had more than a few meets, mainly for old time's sake and to sate her appetite a little...and mine. She has just passed 43 now and is married, but....sometimes a women needs more than one man can provide.....

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Jane

Jane was  a lovely woman, not just her body, but also her generosity of spirit and affection. The photo of her above was taken beside one of my trees in Norfolk LL, in the garden, looking out across the meadow early one Sunday morning in 2006.

I first met Jane when we both attended, briefly, a bereavement charity. I had lost my wife, she as a separated wife her son. I saw her off and on from 2003 until late 2004. The photo of course is 2006 LL. When I say I saw her it was generally in the local town (East Dereham) when I was out and about. Often she was shopping and at other times seeming to wander aimlessly.

On one of those occasions when we bumped into each other, I invited her for a coffee. I seem to drink the stuff all day - nothing changes! We sat and we talked. Jane isn't unattractive (we are still in touch) and I don't mean what you see above LL - delightful as she looks there. I decided on that day in August 2004 to invite her out for dinner. I was right in thinking that she hadn't had a dinner date, or any sort of date, for quite a while. In considering her feelings and privacy I suggested we meet in the Cherry Tree car park and I would drive us into Norwich for our meal.

The time came. I arrived in the car park early and Jane arrived right on time. She spotted my car and parked alongside. then she hopped into mine and off we went for dinner. I wasn't going to drink and Jane had just one glass of wine, but we both enjoyed the meal, the evening and the conversation...opening our hearts to each other quite a bit. When we arrived back in te car park. We sat there for a while and then Jane said that after such a lovely evening she didn't want to go home to an empty house. To be honest, neither did I.

I agreed she could sleep at my place. After all I had four spare bedrooms. She got into her car and followed me back to my place...about five miles in all. It was around 10.30 pm when we arrived. Jane was impressed with the house, which you once knew quite well, LL. I cracked a bottle of wine and we sat drinking and chatting for some time until we both decided to hit the sack.

Jane was shown my son's old bedroom and his en suite and I went next door to my room. I left a night light plugged in on the landing for Jane. When I was on my own I would read a bit before putting the light out and I did that night despite the wine and good food. I heard nothing from Jane's room and apart from the usual house noises...a few creaks etc as the house cooled and contracted, that was it. I read on.

My door was almost closed. I had left it open a crack just in case...Sure enough, just in case arrived in the beautiful form of Jane...completely and utterly naked. 'Can I sleep with you?' she asked. By way of an answer I merely patted the bed to my left and I watched her walk round and get in beside me. She took my breath away if I'm honest LL. Tall slim with quite large boobs for her body size and just a hint of hair above her pussy.

I sleep in the nude, summer, winter fall or whenever. Jane slipped in beside me and asked me to make love to her. I did and I made her come twice. Just straightforward lovemaking that first time. Me on top and then her on top, before we slept. The morning came and so did Jane as I took her again before breakfast. She stayed at my place that day - her day off...a Wednesday...she worked Saturdays. which fitted in rather well with my visits to you.

We had coffee late around 11.30 a.m. and as we stood in the kitchen sipping it Jane lifted her dress, took off her panties and held the counter with her legs spread and her dress around her waist. I unzipped her, undid her bra and pushed the upper part of her dress down to meet the lower part, which was up. By this time I was up too and with a quick discarding of my shorts I was up inside Jane, giving her sex from behind and she loved it LL. The fourth time in a tad over twelve hours.

Jane wasn't the first woman to come in my kitchen but she was one of the noisiest. She just kept uttering all the usual noises, phrases and ohhh's and yes's. The harder and faster I thrust the louder her shouts. She came of course...at length. As she was I came too shooting a good deposit into her. She stood upright with me still inside her and I just held her boobs and squeezed.

All of a sudden she was rocking to and fro on me in that position and had another orgasm. What a morning! Bearing in mind you had said it within 6-8 months previously, Jane asked me 'Where did you learn to make love like you have to me?' She said she had never had sex quite like ours and had never come twice before. She was to repeat that experience a lot more in the coming (pun intended) months and years, LL.

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Chiara

Bergamo Italy was where I awoke to this sight LL. Well not quite awoke, I was wide awake after the night before in the bed of this client, Chiara.

The year...2007 and another woman wanting to be laid. It had all started innocently enough. An introduction from another client based in Milan. Arrival, set up, some innocent fashion photos, portraits and outdoor shots, lunch. more photos and then drinks outside. All was quite normal until...

Chiara said she would show me the rest of her villa and where I was to stay for the one night I would be there. We duly wandered through and around her three storey home. She showed me my bedroom and I took a look around it. Furnishings were a little old fashioned for the UK and here in the US, but in keeping with the age of the place. It looked out toward another villa and I recall the lower panes of glass were frosted, presumably for privacy I guessed.

Chiara had disappeared to her own bedroom.

Some background is probably necessary here LL. She was in her mid thirties in 2007, divorced and wealthy. My intro had come via a lady in London who introduced me to the Italian lady in Milan who in turn introduced me to Chiara. The lady in Milan, Alessia, was aware that I had made love to the lady in London . In her turn she wanted me to lay her  and I did. Chiara was, at that point, unaware of any of this.

When she reappeared from her bedroom it was to find me staring out my bedroom window. I heard her come in and I turned around. She was naked, bar her panties. 'Pensavo che potessimo andare a letto'.she said LL. Loosely translated it means 'I think we might go to bed'. As you can see above Chiara had two very prominent and very proud assets. I needed no second bidding and slipped out of my chinos and shirt. We stood there momentarily - she in just her panties, me in just my boxers. Those breasts of hers were fantastic I just wanted to grab them and rip her panties off.

As those thoughts were going through my mind LL, my interest was beginning to show and it hadn't gone unnoticed by Chiara. I guess that she wasn't the only one in the room that was outstanding LL. I felt myself getting harder and harder. Not surprising looking at Chiara's figure across the room and her literally outstanding breasts. Even her nipples were standing proud. She walked over to me took my face in her hands and kissed me. I kissed her.

My hands were inside her panties, her buttocks curving away in a beautiful way. Her hands provided the same service and my boxers were on the floor quicker than her panties. I hadn't ripped them off as I imagined earlier but they were  on the bedroom floor which was pretty much the same result. I wanted her as much as she wanted me LL.

To that end she turned to walk to the bed. I looked down at her lovely arse then I walked swiftly up behind her and took her breasts in hand. God, they were so firm and wonderful to touch and to cap it all her nipples were even harder than I had thought. Not only that she just parted her legs immediately and let me slide right along her pussy. To my surprise not only was she wet, her opening was 'open for business' without my needing to coax things on their way. I was told later that she had imagined me making love to her and when she saw my 'cazzo', all she could do was imagine it inside her.

Her warm sexy butt against me, my hands placed on her heavenly breasts and she slowly moving her wet pussy to and fro along the length of my erection. Italian afternoons were meant to be like this. Sunshine streaming through the window, providing a spotlight right where we would lay and Chiara would get her wish, to be laid.

She was making herself come, sliding to and fro faster and faster, breathing coming in short pants and long utterances emanating from her mouth. I didn't need a translation to know she was coming and she did. Her body suddenly contracting her legs coming together hard and firm around me - her boobs if anything firmer and more engorged than before. I held there. My arms encircling her as she slowly calmed and regain her breath. Then...it was over to the bed.

Chiara just lay back, her legs spread out on the bed in a Y shape. I looked down. She was magnificent even though her intimate part was on full display LL. An open invitation in every sense of the word. All that was needed was someone to take up the invitation LL...me. As I crawled onto the bed between her legs she just lay there supine. I couldn't take my eyes off her magnificent breasts. Even laying on her back they were firm and pointing skyward - no sideways spread, unless you count her legs!

We docked nice and slow and easy. After all she had just come standing up so my aim was to pleasure her in the nicest way...slowly. She murmured her appreciation under my slow thrusting. I rotated my thick erection which she loved. Going slowly not only pleasured her, it did the same for me and had the added advantage of extending how long I could last.

The time came, as the time always does when one or other of me or my partner are getting toward a climax, to up our game and get to the destination. It was in this instance a case of ladies first...and last. That is Chiara came, then me, then her again to my surprise and hers. Between her English and my beginner's Italian she told me that I had come recommended - the lady in Milan, obviously. Seems my reputation for lovemaking had gone before me once again.

We slept together that night. The photo above is from the following morning. That is after three more comings on her part and two on mine.

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Jeanne

Paris 2018, a commission for Jeanne.

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Nina

Nina normally lived in Paris, but had a family connection in Bayonne. The town is in the far south west of France. The family connection an aunt had passed away and Nina had traveled to Bayonne to start sorting her aunt's things and house out.

I had a commission in Toulouse and another in the delightful town of Pau. Nina and I are old friends from, shall we say Paris parties and 'social engagements'. We keep in touch frequently to this day, although the occasion of which I am talking was back in 2009. At that time she was, as over half my ladies are, married. Her husband was having affairs and Nina was too...with me. In Paris and in London when we could.

She told me about her aunt. I rearranged my commissions and was able to join her in Bayonne at her aunt's place after finishing up in Pau. I helped her with her aunt's things and in turn I helped her come to a series of 'conclusions', all of them in the elderly aunt's bed. The photo above was taken one morning just after we had finished up in bed. You are looking at a lady who was well satisfied at this point in time in 2009 LL. There is, or rather was, nothing under that gown.

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Lexi

Lexi is short for Alexandra, although she is not short. This photo was taken in 2018 at my studio in Boston, Mass. A lovely (married) lady who had heard about my skills from a friend, so she said.

The shot was taken at the end of a normal studio shoot. Lexi went back to the dressing room to change into her day clothes from those I did the shoot in. At least that's what I thought. Lexi had an entirely different idea. She reappeared in the bra and thong that you see above. I'm not easily taken aback by the behavior of women LL, and I wasn't on this occasion.

On the assumption, and a few private thoughts of my own, that she wanted more photos I took various photos from the two tripods  had set up. This quite close up was one. As with all my studios, rented and owned there is furniture including the inevitable couch.

Without uttering a word, Lexi removed her bra and walked over to me. put her hands on my shoulders and smiled I looked at her and smiled back. I also looked down briefly at her boobs. I placed my hands on her hips on the thin straps holding her thong. there was very little of it. Just enough to cover her pussy. This was a lady who had arrived at my studio with intent.

'You can take them off if you would like', she said, meaning her thong. I did and then my clothes which didn't amount to more than a shirt and chinos. We made love on the couch. Lexi came twice and I unloaded myself into her capacious pussy once. She was one fine lay, LL. A lady in need is a good lay, indeed.

There was a reason of course, well two in fact. The first was she wasn't getting what she needed at home - poor or non existent performance from a fat husband. The other was the 'other' skills she heard I possessed from her friend...and mine, Laura.

Lexi and Laura, both ladies who needed their appetites satiating. Both buddies and both my fuck buddies...still.

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Luisa

This little encounter, I guess, falls under the category of happenstance. An appropriate word i the circumstances as it was a case of two people being in the same place and it just happening. It being sex, LL.

I have never ever been without since your day or indeed during your time. You once said I would fall on my feet after we parted. I didn't need to I was already up and running, so to speak. However, I did fall, mainly onto willing women and there have been many.

When I checked into my hotel in Berlin I had just two nights there on what I think was my third visit within a year - the year being 2008. I was there on business, not photography although I always carry a camera. DSLR that is. I had never met Luisa and had no idea who she was apart from her being the junior of two ladies on reception. 

I checked in. A porter showed me to my room. After freshening up I made my way downstairs and ordered a coffee. Just a small respite after flying in from Rome. Then I asked the lady who bore the legend 'Luisa' on the badge pinned to her chest about a place I wanted to visit. talk about helpful LL she was falling over herself to assist me. One thing that should have given me a clue about the near future was that she amd a fuss of bending forward looking through pamphlets on her desk.

That gave me a fairly unrestricted view of the top of her breasts. Guys get little glimpses and flirts like this all the time, so I enjoyed the view and thought nothing of it. I was out all day, ate early evening with some business associates and then went back to the hotel and my room.

Whether she had seen me coming or not I never asked but when I entered my room, the bedside light was on and on the bed was Luisa. I was taken aback on this occasion. I had been wrapped up thinking about business as I unlocked my room door. That all went out the window when I saw Luisa there, not least because all she wore was her underwear.

She was propped up against the pillows sitting watching my reaction and giggled. 'Sorry if I surprised you but you are the only single man I fancied in the hotel. You have no ring and I know you were looking at my tits earlier, so here I am', she said in perfect English.

'Do you want me?'

I did and I did have her LL. Offered on a plate like that, a young woman with great breasts and the body to go with them, there was no way I was going to refuse. I stripped, she stripped and boy, did she look good naked. We slipped into bed and I slipped down between her legs and got licking. I made her come quite quickly, surprisingly quickly. I had a notion that she had been playing with herself before I arrived, but set that thought as side as she guided me into her opening. No long legs but she made up for that by opening them really wide and allowing me to fuck her until both she and I came almost together.

I member she was panting a lot afterward and wrapped my legs around me to hold me inside her. We had both had a busy day and we both fell asleep quite quickly. Luisa had put her head on my shoulder with my arm around her and her boobs pressed against my side. I slept a dreamless sleep until the morning when we started over again. She was in no hurry, she had the day off so we made love twice more. Once in bed and once in the very large shower from behind. Luisa loved it.

When eventually she was ready to go she wanted to know when I would be back. Seems I had scored in more than one way and had a new adherent LL.

I have been back to Berlin a number of times since.....

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Rachel

California 2019 at the home of a dear and close friend...very close. Love this shot - Rachel looks so sexy and there's something about black lingerie... There's something about a fine pair of breasts too LL. She's way out of your class, but then so was I...way out of your class, way above it.

I've been above Rachel more than a few times, too. Usually looking down while we are well and truly 'connected'. Not exclusively though sometimes she is looking down at me while she is well and truly impaled...on me. Won't say more for obvious, to me, reasons.

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Claire 2004

Bury St Edmunds, just a simple drive away for me. Another Internet date that went all the way, with a request for more and more...'please', she said.

Claire and I hooked up and were hooked together for nearly eighteen months. Trying to fit her in with all the others needed some serious planning on my part, especially as I was often away 'on business' seeing you LL.

Why women in their early thirties wanted me was a mystery back then in 2004, but it became apparent why in time. There were apparently too many wham, bang and thank you am'am types out there among the men. Not so many slow lovers, like me. Claire was not that interested to begin with. The age thing she told me later, but she found my conversation a lot more stimulating and interesting than most others.

Photos were exchanged and phone numbers. We spoke and then we met at a pub outside Bury St Eds. Claire lives in a village near that town. We had   a meal, just pub grub and managed to get on really well. After we left and I was driving her home she asked if I would like to stay the night. I asked her if she was sure and she said yes. I thought at the time that her request could be read two ways, stay with her or stay with her sharing a bed and our bodies.

I played it courteously and made no overt pay for her. We arrive and sat talking for a bit before Claire said it was time for bed. I followed her upstairs onto the landing. We hadn't kissed apart from a peck on the cheek. That was soon put right when Claire turned around on the landing and kissed me. I took her in my arms and kissed her back.

At that time, knowing that you had been playing away, holding another woman in my arms was quite reassuring and very nice, knowing someone had feelings for me. You have to remember LL this was just after you had let slip your liaison with the guy with the Spanish name.

If all I got that night I thought at the time, was a kiss like this then that would be just fine. It wasn't all I got. Claire took my hand and led me into her bedroom where she wasted no time stripping down to her undies as I did the same. We kissed again and she asked me to take her. In bed and locked together in a lovely embrace, no immediate sex LL, although my body was telling me it was ready and Claire could feel it. We enjoyed the closeness of our bodies, warm and soft, her moderate sized boobs against me her leg over mine and my erection between her legs but no further.

We were lying side by side kissing and exchanging a few loving words. It was perfect. Then Claire said she was ready. I knelt between her legs as she took my erection in her hand and stroked me while I worked her boobs. At first I thought her nipples were quite small but soon they rose under my attentions and her boobs, already firm, hardened even more. For me there is nothing like hard firm boobs and a woman under me that is moaning with pleasure...that was Claire that first night...and morning LL.

She wanted more of me, lots more. In fact she came close to pleading for me to be there, or at my place, for her, more frequently than I could manage most times. Why? Sex obviously, but also the way I treated her. She loved the fact that my lovemaking was so superior to any earlier partner she had...hence the fact she wanted more and more of me...inside her.

We had a good run - eighteen months in all, but my absences overseas, our age difference, also meant that things wouldn't last forever. We parted amicably, but she hasn't lost touch...literally. You, unfortunately, cut yourself off from me through disastrous decisions on your part. That misfortune is yours...not mine.

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 Megan

Hot, hot summers in New Hampshire LL and this one was hotter in quite a few ways. Quite why Megan took a liking to me in 2017 is a mystery, but not one I was going to question even though she is a hell of a lot younger than me.

The photo was taken as this naughty lady posed for me way out on the ranch. I had taken her out in one of the pick-ups one hot weekend to see the extent of my land and woodland. Her idea not mine. We had met in Laconia which is just to the north of my place. I sometimes go up there to see a guy I know about fishing tackle given that I have a large lake on my land. I had seen him and stopped off in Laconia which is just a small town, for a bite of lunch. The place I chose was heaving. Folks go there to enjoy Lake Winnipesaukee, so most of the eating places were real busy. I managed to get in only to be told there was a wait of a half hour unless I was happy to share with a lady sitting on her own...and the lady was happy, too.

She was, and that lady was Megan. I sat down and said that I hoped she didn't mind. She detected my British accent and started talking about and asking what the UK and Europe was like. She hadn't traveled to either. Unlike Brits, LL, Americans don't suffer from the reserve and reticence that you do as a nation, over there.

Soon she was talking about herself as we both waited for our order. Looking back it took quite a while, but neither of us noticed, so engrossed in conversation were we. For me that wasn't difficult Megan is vivacious and was sparkling that days...plus she was very attractive. What were the chances I might have had to share with some old guy who hardly said  a word. I counted myself lucky, very lucky.

She asked where in the UK I lived. You should have seen her face when I said that I lived down the road aways, near Concord. By now she knew I liked photography, travel, that I wrote and that I owned a horse ranch. I did not mention that I am a lot wealthier than she could imagine that I have about a dozen homes around the world etc etc.

Just like I never told you about my wealth way back in 2004. Giving me advice about disclosing information, made me laugh inwardly when you proffered that little gem in late 2005. You must have taken me for a fool - now you know I was far from that. If anyone was a fool, it was you LL.

One thing led to another as it often has since your day and after a couple of dinners out and some walks together, Megan told me that she really liked me a lot. I like her a lot too. One man can't have too many lovely women, I recall I told myself, so I invited her down from Laconia to stay the weekend on the ranch. She accepted. The day she arrived, the morning in fact, was the day we took the first ride out in the pick-up. It was hot, real hot LL. I was to find out that Megan was real hot too.

She brought an overnight bag and, in view of the heat, she was wearing just skimpy shorts - those in the photo - and a shirt, the same shirt. To say she looked great was putting things mildly LL. Her long tanned legs were superb as was the rest of her. She climbed in the pick-up alongside me. I couldn't help glancing occasionally to my right and looking at her legs as we drove off down the ranch track. I am certain she was aware of my 'interest'. After all I had only seen her in either jeans or a dress before.

I drove out several miles, past the paddocks through some woodland then around the lake to the side furthest from the ranch itself. It's a quite an idyllic spot especially in the summer, so I pulled up switched the engine off and got out. Megan joined me. 'It's beautiful', she said. I wanted to say she was too, but thought it might sound a bit trite so I left it there and instead while she was looking at the view, I leant against the pick-up with my camera by my side just looking at her and smiling.

Megan sensed that I was looking and turned and smiled at me. Take my photo she said so I did. Several in fact.

'Turn around' she said. 'away from me.

'Why?', I asked. She started undoing the buttons on her shirt. I got the message and turned away. When I turned back Megan had her shirt undone and her shorts. Undone not off nor like they are in the shot above LL. She flicked the shirt over her shoulder and revealed her left very nice breast. Then she pulled her shorts down a little. I wasn't going to miss this on the camera, so with Megan's permission I shot away. The photo above is just one of a number.

Megan's hand didn't stay on her boob LL, nor did the shirt stay on. She walked over to where I was and bare breasted she took my hands and laid them ...guess where. That's right. on each of her breasts. I had my hands full and her hands had my jeans on their way south.

We made love twice by the lake LL. Megan wasn't the first I had enjoyed there but she was the best that year, only three years and three summers ago. Once she got started there was no stopping her. Twice that morning, again around dinner time, again when we went to bed and yet again on Sunday morning...and do you know what she was a pretty tremendous lay. Those long legs, her slim waist, her warm tanned skin, great firm boobs and a pussy to die in and for. All through a chance meeting in a diner.

I will be seeing Megan in all her glory in about a month. LL, you have no idea what a big favor you did me way back when. It changed my life.

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Christine

When I talk about how you changed my life there can be no better example than Chrissie who walked into my life in 2009, and hasn't really left.

Chrissie was a model back then, working in London, Paris and Milan. Lots of photos had been taken of her, but she came to me via friend for some more personal shots. They turned out to be more personal than either of us anticipated.

Chrissie was introduced to me by a friend in Paris, although these personal shots were taken in the UK at her home. I had never laid a model in my life before Chrissie. She was the first and at her bidding at the end of that personal photo shoot. Gorgeous lips for kissing LL, young one's too, to say nothing of her very pert boobs. The very pair you see above.

I'm not going to go into a lengthy description of how we made love. I stayed the whole of that first weekend, having driven there (in my Bentley LL) from London. There being somewhere in the 'Home Counties' - she still lives there and still looks great, dressed or undressed. All I will say about our sex is that it was great. Chrissie is not one to lay back and let the man do all the 'work'. You could say she is an active participant, a very active one!

That has made our lovemaking a delight to anticipate and a delight when....we are 'entangled'. The bonus apart from her figure? Her breasts of course - magnificent!

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Many

Aimee, Emma and Rebecca

Two's company, three is a crowd, so they say. That isn't always true LL and it certainly wasn't in Norfolk in 2006.

Aimee the brunette on the left was someone I had worked near at the last company I worked for. She was in a department that shared a floor with my department in Norwich, so we got to chat almost daily at the central printers and copiers. I just thought of her then as a nice, attractive ...single...woman in her thirties.

I was wrong, but don't get me wrong.

She was indeed single, attractive and 'nice', but there was a hidden side to her. We used to bump into each other during her lunchtimes, after I had left the company, often in the mall. One day she joined me for lunch, brief as it had to be on her part. She asked what I was up to now that I had left and I told her enough to demonstrate that I kept myself busy. We talked about the office naturally and all the various gossip. Then Aimee told that two of the other women in her department used to talk about me - namely Ellie and Rebecca.

Aimee hesitated a bit and then said, basically, they 'fancied' me. I replied with a little surprise saying 'Really!' Aimee smiled and the went a little pink in the face and said she too was attracted to me. I had to smile. She asked me why I was smiling and I told her that I didn't know I was so popular. Aimee couldn't speak for the other two, but I suspected they had all spoken together, and said it was my demeanour, my voice and my smile, plus the fact I always had time for her when I was in the office. She didn't realise that I made a point of talking to attractive women in particular, but that was beside the point.

I was flattered. Just before she left to go back to work, I said if you find me attractive maybe we could have a meal one evening and you get to choose the restaurant. A moments hesitation was followed by a yes. I gave her my cell number. I took Aimee to dinner on the Saturday that may. She chose, I booked it. I drove, she slept with me at my place. It didn't take much LL. You could say she was a willing participant.

An enthusiastic one as well. Once we were stripped, she was all over me even before we had made it to my bed. Kissing me working on my erection and her hands all over me. A compliment on my firm buttocks was one of her remarks and also my muscular legs. Her enthusiasm was catching. I didn't just stand there. My hands explored all of Aimee...and I mean all. Every curve, every nook and cranny...almost. That set her off even more and set her up. Except the next thing was we were down, down on the bed. Her legs apart and encircling me. I was, as you might imagine, very erect. Aimee as you might also imagine was, shall we say, open for business.

There was no preamble, just straight on penetration and a mutual good fucking. Aimee lasted not very long before she  came. We were quite athletic and I guess her horniness combined with the way I made love to her was more than enough for an early climax. I was caught up in the moment so even though she was going through an orgasm, I continued my thrusting. You might say that we were quite animal-istic that night. Neither of us could control ourselves. As I said I continued fucking her until she came again, followed quickly by me.

We slept.

The morning came around.

Aimee came too, twice. Once when she rode me like a real cowgirl and then when I rolled her over and took her from behind. Four more notches, LL...⚤⚤⚤⚤.

We had swum just after we arose that sunny May morning - (I had a heater installed in 2006). Over breakfast, Aimee said it would be great to have a pool party at my place. I smiled and said what kind of party do you have in mind. Just a few select friends she had replied with a mischievous smile on her face.

Prior to that she had been effusive about my sexual prowess. Another to add to those that utter the 'immortal' words 'where did you learn to make love like that?'

To continue - I said to Aimee,  to let me guess as to who the 'select' friends might be...Emma and Rebecca. She laughed and said yes, that was who she had in mind. Did I mind? I told her it sounded very interesting to me. You have to realise LL, that the prospect of having three slim women all of varying ages in their thirties sounded like it might be fun. Three young-ish women in bathing outfits in my pool. Three women who apparently 'fancied' me. How much I was to find out. 

A date was arranged and Aimee arrived with both of them in her Peugeot. They all carried bags, I guessed containing towels and costumes. Aimee had a summer dress on. Emma shorts and a tee shirt and Rebecca a floaty outfit that would probably have qualified as beach warp, but was in fact a dress of some sort.

It was afternoon. I had several bottles of Prosecco lined up in the fridge so glasses (plastic ones) all round while the ladies got into the bathing outfits in one of the bedrooms. I could hear all three upstairs chattering and laughing. Eventually, I heard them coming down. I had put trunks on and was waiting with the bubbly.

I wasn't entirely sure how the day was going to unfold, but I got an early indication when the three of them appeared in the kitchen. All three were wearing their bikinis, but only 50% of them. Aimee, Emma and Rebecca were all topless! Confronted by three pairs of breasts I wasn't sure where to look so I just looked at each of them in turn.

Rebecca who is a natural blonde probably had the most generous pair and they looked great. There was nothing to choose between Aimee and Emma. Nice, firm upturned tits of medium size. Just the way I like them. Topless wasn't mentioned as I handed each a glass of Prosecco and we trooped out to the pool. I took the bottle plus another one in two ice buckets that I placed in the shade and then we were all in the pool frolicking around. 

Seeing all three of them in there LL, was a delight. We didn't really swim, and the sight of just their boobs right on the waterline made for a pretty good start to the afternoon. I had the sun beds out, just the two that I owned then, plus a couple of lounger chairs. Out of the water was just as good as in; where I ended up with my arms around two, with the third completing the circle right in front of me. What was going on with my fella underwater was unknown to them...but not to me!

Aimee and Emma took two of the sun loungers and lay back sunning themselves. Rebecca, Becky, wandered around the garden and then came inside. She had enough bubbles and wanted a coffee, as did I. It was about 3.00 pm, my notes tell me I looked up at the kitchen clock. Just the two us indoors waiting for the kettle to boil. Becky is the blonde one with the largest boobs, as you may recall LL.

Becky wandered off while the kettle was boiling. When she returned she said the other two had nodded off on the sun loungers. I took a peek from the study window and sure enough they had. That left Becky and I alone in the house..with just our coffee. It wasn't just our coffee I was left alone with. Becky possessed two items that I had the utmost interest in and she was offering them to me. We decided to go upstairs to my bedroom. Off came my shorts and her bikini bottoms - we didn't have much time!

I didn't need arousing, Becky's breasts and figure did all the work needed there and I did all the work to get her receptive...and it didn't take long. We stood by my bedroom window, Becky facing it while I worked her boobs until the nipples stood out enough to take your eye out. Becky had seated herself, if that's the word on my erection and was rubbing herself furious against and along it. Then she came - thank goodness the bedroom door was shut to. She wanted me inside her. I was tempted to suggest from behind but she lay on thhe bed with her legs high and wide. There was only one place to go and I went there.

Took a little for my thickness to be accommodate, but then I penetrated Becky fully and she said fast make it very fast....so I did. It was what you might call a rapid fuck LL. The fact that we might be discovered added to everything. Thrusting fast from my standing position I held Becky's boobs while I did. cupping and squeezing. Her moans were coming faster and loader and so was she...coming that is. I felt myself swelling more inside her and then there it was. She came and so did I could feel my seed pumping into her and so could she/

We didn't have time to cuddle, but we did kiss. All recorded in my notes, of course, as is what she said to me afterward. 'God that was fantastic. I've never come twice like that'. You are good, very good. We will have to do it again'

I left Becky to go to the bathroom and I went downstairs. 3.25 pm LL, just 25 minutes from when I made the coffee (now cold). The others were still round the pool so I heated our coffees up in the microwave and circled the garden as though I had been at the top. Neither Aimee nor Emma said anything as they lay there in their skimpy bikini bottoms, boobs open to the air and my eyes. I sat near them and sipped my coffee. Emma asked where Becky was and I truthfully said that I thought she was in the bathroom.

The afternoon took on a decidedly sexual tone as Emma and Aimee decided they had enough of the pool and came inside around 6-6.30, with Becky and I. First thing was, and no doubt they had conferred, was that they asked if they could stay over until the Sunday. A no brainer for me. Three attractive women who at the time of asking were topless. I told them there was my bedroom another double and two singles. They would have to fight over who got the double.

They wanted to see so I took them upstairs, all three, showed them the rooms and also mine. We all ended up there in my bedroom. that is when the fun started. They ganged up on me in a fun way. mainly Emma and Aimee - the two brunettes. They pushed me down on the bed and removed my shorts, or rather Aimee did. Emma was taking her bikini bottom off, then Emma did the same followed by Becky.

I was well acquainted with Becky's pussy but not the other two. All three were hairless around the significant area LL. Aimee and Emma climbed onto the bed, followed by Becky. It was crowded even on a king size. Three pairs of boobs hovering around me and me rising to king size as well. This was going to be interesting I remember thinking. How were all three going to indulge in sex? Two I had figured, but three...hmmmm. I had it figured and I guess the ladies had too. Emma the middle one in the shot above, straddled me and used my cock on her pussy. Aimee sat on my face for want of a better description.

Having had a couple of twosomes in 2005 I knew the drill. Emma would ride me while I licked Aimee's pussy. I remember thinking it would be a great experience if they both came at the same time. I started licking Aimee and I reached up to her boobs. Not as big as Beckys, but nice and firm and quite pert, her nipples turned upward - very sexy.

Then I felt Aimee lowering herself onto me slowly. I felt her wetness and her vaginal lips encircling my erection. This was good LL, very good. Aimee started her 'ride'. She went pretty fast. Meanwhile I was licking Aimee's pussy, being careful to avoid her clitoris to begin with. Tongue fucking I guess you could call it. Mmmm's from Aimee, moans from Emma who was pumping up and down on me now.

Several other things were happening I was fondling and squeezing Aimee's pert boobs (they were very responsive LL) and Becky was helping Emma on her way by sitting behind her and squeezing her boobs. The noise of two women on the verge of coming and Becky adding words of encouragement to Emma was quite something for me. Then Aimee came. By now my licking had moved to her clit and she went into the usual convulsions on reaching her climax.

Aimee collapsed over me, holding the headboard (the dark green one if you recall) to steady herself as she slowly calmed. My mind taken off giving Aimee an orgasm, my attention turned to Emma who hard been racing to her climax riding me to and fro, up and down. I could see from her face she about there. I thrust up into her a few times (up until now she had dome all the 'work') and that was enough for her to hit the heights. She collapsed on me when she came..in a very liquid way, if you follow. I still hadn't come.

Just to recap., I now had Aimee lying alongside me with a very satisfied smile on her face. Emma panting as she calmed down but still on top of me. I took her boobs and fondled them...then there was Becky still straddled across my legs from where she had been behind Emma.

I was still erect and there was Becky, her lovely boobs pointing at me and me just wanting to take them in hand. She slid forward over my legs until her pussy was lined up with my erect cock. All the 'goings on' had undoubtedly aroused her because she just lowered herself on to me and we started fucking. I did a lot more upward thrusting for a while but then I rolled her over and took in the classic position. Unlike early afternoon, I started slow, giving her all my length (and width) in and out slowly, as I said, and repeatedly.  Before it had been quite a fast affair and I went for this because it would have seemed strange for Becky not to have been involved in what could have been termed an 'orgy of sex' LL.

Slow became medium speed up a gear and handling Becky's boobs kept me very hard inside her. She really went for it when she came, shouting out 'OMG, yes,yes,yes!!' I came right after her shouts. A lovely release pumped inside her.

You may wonder what Aimee and Emma were doing all this time. Partly watching and partly fondling each other, joining in Becky's climax I guess you could say. All well and truly sated, sexually, we lay back on the bed. Me in the middle, Emma to my left, Aimee to my right, both cuddled up to me and Becky...well Becky was  offering me her boobs to suck on. Very nice for starters LL.

Then it was case of each taking a turn. Next Emma with her pert firm breasts and then Aimee with her lovely upturned ones. Three 'varieties' and then we just lay there all four of us. I caressed the 'girls' in turn until Emma said 'I don't know about anyone else but I'm hungry after all this sex!'

It was decided two of us would get a take out Chinese. Three showers, three women. they showered, then Becky joined me to collect the take out. We returned, we all ate and drank - wine. They all had their dresses and jeans on again. We sat and talked for a while then it was time for bed. Obviously all couldn't sleep with me, so none did. That is until.....

Around midnight when the house was completely quiet, my bedroom door opened. A naked woman entered then entered my bed. It was Emma. I was still in a heightened sexual state after the earlier 'fun' so I mounted Emma and entered her.

Not straight away. I licked her first until she came...she did her best to stifle her moans and then I slipped inside her pumping slowly and leisurely. Remember LL, Emma had not had me come inside her and as she put it she wanted me to 'explode' inside her. She was nicely wet and we were both well lubricated. The 'leisurely' sex was really nice and I knew Emma was enjoying it from her reactions. Her breasts reacted under my fondling, too LL. Nice and hard and her nipples at attention. She started coming again. Her voice and the urgency of her upward thrusts told me that. She was thrusting faster, so I did too, then I felt myself coming and getting harder still inside Emma. That must have sent her a signal because she came just before I 'exploded' and unloaded inside her.

We cuddled for a while and then for fear of falling asleep Emma crept back to her bedroom. In the afterglow of sex with Emma, I turned over and slept. that is until around 5.30 a.m. Sunday morning LL. My door opened again! This time it was Aimee - just as naked as Emma, her hair tousled (all three have lovely long hair, although two kept it up most times.) It was pretty much daylight so when I heard her walk over to the bed I could see her and her nakedness clearly.

There was no need to ask what she wanted, so I just flicked back the duvet and in she jumped. Just an aside here. Normally, having lived here for over twelve years, I would call a duvet a comforter, but for you in the UK LL, I'll stick to duvet.

Having slipped under my duvet Aimee snuggled up and kissed me. We were both on ours sides facing each other all warm and getting a little early rising on my part. Aimee put her hand down there and rolled on her back opening her legs. I knelt between them. Using one hand alternately on each of her boobs, I stroked, caressed and squeezed them. My other hand massaged her pussy. Gradually it became wetter and wetter and more and more open. I finger fucked her, stroked her clit until she was getting there and slipped inside her. Up came her legs either side of me and I gave the slow and easy treatment.

I rotated inside her and she loved that and the slow almost withdrawal followed by a fast full penetration. We continued enjoying each other this way for some time until it was apparent one or the other of us was going to come. It was Aimee, rapidly followed by my pumping her full of my seed. It was one of the best that fuck LL. One of the best of three you could say, but the others were certainly close behind.

What a day and a half! Three fucks and three very satisfied young women...and one very satisfied older guy.

I got up after Aimee crept back to her room, made some tea then went back up and showered. I was all dressed when about an hour later my three ladies started to appear. Becky first, followed twenty minutes or so later by Emma. Aimee had a lie in until about 9.00 a.m. and I left her knowing that she had been quite busy around 5.30!

We all had some breakfast about 9.30 to 10.00 then Aimee the driver said she needed to get home. Emma said she was going too. Which left Becky, the blonde with the largest breasts. She said she would like another swim, so I said I would drive her later.

I said goodbye to Emma and Aimee...but not farewell. Becky stayed and of course it was Becky that I took twice. Seems she had an appetite for more. We did swim and sunbathe that lovely sunny morning. This time Becky and I were completely nude in the pool. In the warmth of that heated water we played about a bout. She with me and me with her lovely breasts. Then we sunbathed, completely nude, for a while before the urge came upon us both and we went inside and upstairs.

I  gave Becky two orgasms LL one with her riding me and the other with me having mounted her and also come myself.

Since your time I have had quite a few twosomes but rarely three. This was the first time. Strange how you never know women who you have worked with, how they react when they are horny, what their desires are. I would never have put these three down for the games we played.

That, of course wasn't the end of things. They each had a taste, an appetite for what I delivered  and each in turn, I assume unbeknown to the others, contacted me for 'return matches'. All  purely sexual, nothing more. I was happy with that and so were they. Each in their turn were introduced to sex from behind, sex outdoors and a few interesting positions that I won't bother to describe here.


 Incidentally, they posed for the photo above 'somewhere else'. Pussys on Parade, might be an appropriate title.

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Claire

Now we move to 2007 LL and this little lady who is gracing, if that's the word, my bed in London - the apartment. Her name is Claire and I met her at a seminar in the City of London. She was assisting in some role or the other and while drinks were served toward or rather at the end of the seminar, Claire started chatting to me.

I will cut a long story a little shorter. The seminar was Friday June 22nd. I invited her out to dinner. We ate we chatted and she went home by cab, at my expense. We agreed to meet the following day and go to Camden Market then onto Borough Market. Claire was a sweet and very sexy lady and we had several weekends together over about six months or so whenever I was there and 'free'.

Obviously, she knew she was too young and I was too old for anything serious but we had some good times together for all those months LL.

On that first weekend we somehow found ourselves in my apartment in docklands and in particular in my bedroom, where of course this very personal photo was taken. At the time for mine and her eyes only. As you can see Claire was slim back then, with fairly small breasts, but she made up for it in her enthusiasm for sex and her athleticism.

I found out that Saturday afternoon. We found ourselves in the bedroom. I hadn't angled for sex LL, but I wasn't refusing it. Claire had taken her clothes and bra off and the shot above was obviously her removing her panties. Just after the shot she flicked them up in my face!

I removed my boxers and got down to business. Claire told me that I looked pretty large and she would need some coaxing to accommodate me. Coaxing is what she received...from my tongue LL. Her lying there as she was in the photo above was too much of an invitation...and I sure did coax her all the way to a crescendo of a climax. Her words were...'Oh my God, you know how to get the best from a woman don't you. That was tremendous, fantastic, I've run out of words!

And that was before we had connected sex LL.

That lithe body beneath me and me supporting myself with my arms. I knelt between Claire's legs as she guided me to her opening, now nicely lubricated with her juices LL. A tight fit but a little gentle thrusting and I achieved full penetration. Claire didn't just lay there either. She was bucking, arching her back and doing her own thrusting against me -fast and furious is the best way to describe her actions. Took me aback for a while, then half way through if there is such a thing as half way she wanted to be on top. Her actions there were even more furious. Her energy was such that I reckoned she hadn't been laid in a while. I was right.

In that position, riding me she came. I didn't I was still hard. Holding her pert little boobs was very nice. Big isn't always best. She rolled off me onto my bed and looked across at me and my erection, Still hard as a rock and pointing skyward. I told her the turn over a kneel near the edge of the bed. She did as she was told. I stood and entered her from behind thrusting hard against her. She was alternately moaning and shouting as i thrust again and again. Then I came and shot a whole load into her and it kept coming then she did a third time.

That phrase passed her lips as we lay together. The one you once uttered LL, when I had made love to you and you thought it was fantastic. Your loss, of course.

Claire and I carried on having sex at various times when ever we felt the need, although to be honest it was Claire who wanted to be fucked that set the pace. I had other women to service....

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Anna

This was a commission for Anna to whom I had been recommended. The shot you see above LL was taken near Milan in 2007 at her rather nice home. I guess Anna then was mid thirties and as you can see in superb condition. Nude shots were not on my agenda when I took the commission on ...but they were on Anna's. She spoke perfect English with a lovely Italian accent.

The shoot went very well. Shots inside and out in various outfits. The grounds of the house/villa and the sun made it a delight to photograph her. May in Italy is delightful LL...in normal times. It was toward the end of the shoot that things took a different turn. I was packing away most of my lenses in her large kitchen when she called me to go upstairs with my camera. I did. Once on that floor I called out to Anna as I wasn't quite sure where she was. She called back and I found her in a large dressing room off a bedroom.

She was naked and I have to say, LL, for a moment she took my breath away at the sight of her body. Flawless skin, Italian coloring and nicely proportioned figure.

'I want you to take photos of me like this,' Anna said, smiling. 'Then I want you to fondle my tits.'

Needless to say LL the photos took mere minutes. More followed later. I knew the photo thing was an excuse of course - she wanted to get laid. As if in confirmation she told me that she had heard good things about me from the woman who recommended me in London. I asked her what good things and she replied that she would like me to show her.

I stood behind her in that dressing room not far from the mirror you see above LL. I put my hands on her thighs and caressed upward over her hips, her waist until I was at the destination Anna desired, her breasts or tits as she put it. I took them in hand and fondled them slowly. I also reached down and kissed her on the neck. My notes tell me she smelled great.

As my fondling increased another aroma was apparent. The smell a woman exudes when she is wanting sex and is horny. I let go of her right breast, which had swollen and firmed up a lot under my attentions and slid my hand down to her waist, across her tummy and right down to her crotch, crossing a sliver of short pubic hair. I lingered there massaging her pubic bone gently. Then Anna parted her legs and allowed me to dip my fingers in her wet pussy and rub her clitoris. She moaned, naturally LL - most women do given that sort of attention.

I kept my rubbing up while squeezing her left breast. Her nipples were hard and I could smell her sex. She was more than ready. Time for me to strip off which I did. Out popped my fella all hard erect and ready to go. The bedroom was just a few feet away...

Ready to go applied to Anna too and we were son 'at it'. Entry wasn't difficult but she was nice and tight on the inside and she commented on my thickness touching her everywhere as she lay on her back legs apart and held up. As you are aware LL, I'm not the wham, bam sort of lover. If I was I would never have had as many women as I have. Nice and easy does it....up to a point.

Nice and easy it was. Mid afternoon in Italy on a sunny hot day, there's nothing like a slow fuck with a beautiful and very willing woman. Anna just lay there and let me fuck her slowly. Occasionally she would rub her won clit while I fondled her breasts. I kept going quite a while that afternoon, LL, sliding to and fro in her juices to her delight. She loved it, everything I did and her voice showed it...mmmm's interspersed with moans.

I said up to a point earlier and we reached that point, at least Anna did. Rather like a signal to me she started thrusting upward fast and as hard as she could manage. That told me she was climbing toward her climax. I thrust into her faster. Her legs went wider. She watched my thrusting. I looked at how her pussy encircled my cock. She started shouting as she came 'Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh!', I squeezed her boobs hard and then she came. I was on my way too so I carried on. You should have seen her face LL....well perhaps not. Classic look of surprise as I thrust so fast she was screaming out as I came fully and more... inside her. 

'Mio Dio, è stato meraviglioso', were Anna's words after she calmed down.

We lay there side by side holding hands. I glanced at her boobs and at her lovely long legs alongside me - now closed together LL. We talked and were quiet alternately for I guess an hour or two, closing our eyes from time to time, Anna snuggled against me. She asked me to stay and I suggested dinner. Both were settled.

Before I was allowed to shower Anna wanted me...just plain wanted me, again. I thought maybe I wouldn't rise to the occasion but my fella didn't let me down. I took Anna from behind in the shower. Her boobs covered in slippery soap suds made the experience very sensual. then we dried off in front of each other. Anna dried her hair while I fetched my case from my car. then we went to dinner which was a delightful experience, followed by sleeping together bracketed by more sex before sleep and as a start to the day.

Anna didn't live with her husband, hence why I got to stay...for two days. Eight times LL, before I had to leave. We are still in touch and I saw her a fair bit after that little athletic interlude. In London, in Milan and later in Cannes

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Heather

On one of my trips to Kent from Norfolk in 2006, I decided to look up Heather and her older brother Ian. Back in the eighties after I left the Royal Navy, LL and went into banking I knew Heather's father. I met him in London when I was working out of there in an investigative role. I knew Dad as he was a friend of my mother-in-law and through that connection I also knew Heather and her brother, both younger than me. Her dad was quite a bit older than I was.

I had a phone number for Heather (I had written and told her of my late wife's passing) so I decided to call her from Norfolk to say I would be in Kent and would she and I an like to meet up. Heather said yes, but her brother was working abroad in Dubai. Heather was in her late teens back in the late eighties, now in 2006 she was in her mid thirties.

I wasn't on a visit to relatives LL. Inn fact I had gone to Canterbury to meet someone apart from Heather. An Internet date that was fine as far as it went - the bedroom - but the lady in question didn't know whether she was coming or going. I'm talking about her immediate past relationship - she certainly came in the sexual sense.

After my two days with that lady, I was to meet up with Heather coming as it did at the weekend. Heather has never married - she still isn't. We met in an old haunt from the eighties on the north Kent coast for a drink. A modest one on my part as I had to drive. Heather looked great she had matured even more from when I last saw her at her Dad's and then her Mom's funerals in the late 1990's.

We talked about old times, about my late wife and about other people we both knew. I had booked dinner in Canterbury for two and Heather agreed to join me. One thing she told me that I never really paid attention to when she shot me glances at her parents in her late teens and twenties was she had always had a bit of a thing for me. However, as my late wife was such a dear friend to her and her parents, she never let it be known to me.

Even when I was married and very happy, LL, any number of women came onto me, all of whom I refused. Unlike you, I was a faithful partner.. When we sat down for dinner on that Friday evening and resumed our conversation from earlier in the day, I told her that her attentions in past years hd not gone unnoticed. Heather for her part said she liked the fact I had not made a move in her direction when I was married, but was also disappointed....if I could understand that. Laughing, she said feel free now! I smiled and said is that an invitation. The reply LL, was yes.

Heather didn't go back the six miles to her home that night - she came back with me to my hotel where we both sated our sexual needs with each other...twice for her, once for me. Heather had certainly matured, if you follow LL. Nice skin tone, great figure, nice boobs and a generous pussy, all of which were fully explored that Friday night.

Come Saturday morning, and she did, we awoke snuggled together in the spooning position. Me behind her. She told me that was her best sleep ever and would never have guessed what a great lover I was. A variation on your phrase LL.

Spooning led me to have a hard on, quite quickly and we decided not to waste it. I was about to mount her when she pushed me down on the bed and straddled me. Slowly she shuffled along until we were nearly 'lined up'. I was now able to reach her breasts and fondled, squeezed and sucked on them until Heather felt she was ready. Slowly, with a bit of wiggling, she lowered herself onto my erection and then went to work...or rather went riding. It was pretty good especially for her. She worked her way into something of a frenzy. Her blonde hair flying around as she went faster and faster. To a lesser extent her boobs were doing the same thing. Then she had rubbed her clit against me so much she came. Just before she did I squeezed her boobs hard and she erupted....the noises down below were quite novel. Mainly liquid ones, of course.

She rolled off me and I didn't give her a pause. I eased her legs apart and mounted her.   Sliding into Heather's generous pussy was easy. The way had been prepared. I say generous LL, because it could take all of me with a little room to spare. She felt lovely wrapped around my cock. I didn't 'go for it' straight away. I penetrated her fully and allowed my erection to regain it's full hardness. Heather said it was lovely feeling it grow inside her. I started thrusting I had intended to make it long and slow, but because of what Heather had done in terms of arousing me when she rode me cowgirl style, I wasn't going to do long and slow. It was physically impossible.

I started to thrust. Whether Heather sensed that I was not going to manage a long slow fuck, I don't know, but she said to give it to her fast and hard. I did. It was great, but then I enjoy nearly every bout of sex with nearly all the women I have met. There have been a few exceptions...you were one LL. I made her come again which was good for her and me....well I flooded her.

We showered, I managed to get some great shots of Heather naked, including the one of her pussy above. To remember her and to remember where I had been and the pleasure we both enjoyed, were Heather's words.

We had a late breakfast going out into Canterbury rather than at the hotel. Heather wanted to know when I would be back. We fixed something up and also to visit me in Norfolk. Fact is LL. I went back to see Heather, every chance I got even just after visiting relatives in the area. I stayed at her place then and we fornicated until the cows came home. What a lady! I guess she falls into the 'sex buddy' category although we are pretty good friends too.

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Gina

I love this shot for obvious reasons LL. It wasn't a commission or someone I had known for any length of time. This encounter was pure happenstance and it happened two years ago in 2018. I was in Villefranche in an hotel. I had used the elevator several times going up and down to a conference room during the day. Twice I saw Gina in the elevator, but didn't know her of course. The third time she smiled and said hello. I was on my way down for a spot of lunch and she for a drink. She invited me to join her. I was finished with the meeting anyway so I thought why not, she was/is attractive and seemingly on her own.

We had a drink or two and basically nibbles for lunch at the bar - nuts, olives etc. We had chatted and she was aware I had finished for the day. I had intended heading back along the coast to my place in Cannes. Gina was also aware I 'took photos'. She asked if I would take hers. I know an invitation when I see/hear one and this sounded just that. I had no expectations beyond some shots of Gina. I am always ready to take photos of attractive women LL.

I fetched my camera, she told me her room number and I would meet her there. I knocked on her door - Gina let me in. She was no longer in her dress or anything else much come to that. Just a flimsy gown that was almost see through with the sun behind her. I followed her swing hips into the room. There were her clothes on a side chest of drawers. Bra and panties at the top. As she walked away from me toward the bed she let the gown slip off her shoulders and slide soundlessly to the floor.

Now my view was unrestricted, at least from behind. An hour glass figure featuring a great looking butt. Standing there as I was, with my camera dangling on its strap in my right hand, I wanted her. Sometimes attraction is that immediate. When she said over her shoulder 'make love to me', I didn't hesitate. I was out of my chinos and shirt - everything in fact - in a flash. Gina turned around and what I saw confirmed my desire. What she saw I think confirmed hers also.

Gina sported a pair of very good sized breasts that appeared to be ultra firm. My eyes followed her gorgeous cleavage all the way down to the whisper of pubic hair just above her pussy. The curve of her hips was, if anything, even more attractive than the view from behind. I recall she walked toward me put her arms at their full length on my shoulders and leaned forward and kissed me. Her breasts touched my chest LL and they were, as I thought, very firm and for want of a better word....pointed.

They weren't the only things that were pointed. My erection was out front as well pointing slightly upward as though seeking a home. Gina pushed its rigidity down slightly and let it slide between her legs. That was rather nice for me as she was already wet down in kitty country. As she leaned back, her hands around my neck, and moved to and fro, kitty was happy and Gina purred. I brought my hands up and for the first, but not the last, time fondled her breasts.

That was a joy and made me even harder than I already was. Holding her boobs in my hands, there was very little downward or sideways movement just lots of firmness sliding through my fingers. Her boobs engorged first and then her nipples too, becoming erect and hard...just like me LL. Her pussy was engorged too. I could feel it was with my tip. She was open...

Next thing is Gina is on the bed her legs drawn up and apart and me standing as I slowly inserted myself into her pussy. I looked down and watched how her lips enveloped me. She looked down and said 'God you have a thick one!'

That thick one filled her much to her delight, sliding easily to a fro in her juices...liquid noises emanating fro our lower regions as I gently fucked her. This was going to be an interesting afternoon and it was LL. I brought her too a climax without myself shooting little or anything off. On her journey there, her words of appreciation were along the lines of, to quote Gina:

"Ohhh that's so nice

That is soooo....mmmm

Do that again...

Ohhh my, yes, yes

Squeeze my boobs hard!

Oh yes, yes yessss!!

Oh my God that was fantastic"

(Moans of pleasure and groans in between it all )

I wasn' there but I was determined to be. I asked Gina to stand and turn around - she did. I found out later that she liked to be submissive. I told her to bend over the bed and part her legs - she did. Her pussy was level with my cock so we 'docked'. To put it another way LL I slipped inside her swollen and fully dilated pussy. Not difficult from where I was standing. It was looking right at my one eyed piece of mating equipment.

Standing has a lot to recommend when giving a woman a good fuck LL, although that might be difficult in your case, vertically challenged as you are. No problem with Gina though. Looking along her back following the line of her hips and with her pulled against me she said she wanted it 'wild'. By that I guessed she meant a little rough. I banged into her hard, slowly at first but then faster, my balls hitting her clitoris area repeatedly. She loved it although you wouldn't have known that some of the time from the noises she made.

I have seen and heard it before. The point where a woman thinks she wants it to stop, but doesn't. Gina didn't. Her regular shouts of 'Oh my God, oh my, oh yes,yes', spurred me on. I reckon from where I was standing spurring on was an appropriate phrase. You could say I was riding her butt more or less.

I felt Gina was coming from her body language so I hit her butt hard twice and she clenched. When she did so she came and right after so did I. A whole lot of deposit was unloaded inside her. Rather than let her flop on the bed. I pulled her upright, staying inside her and took her boobs in my hands fondling them and squeezing. Gina was breathless and trying to speak, which she did eventually.

'I was very horny when I saw you in the lift' she said (she is a Brit). 'I wanted to be fucked and I hit upon you because I love older men to make love with. You exceeded all my expectations. It was fantastic'. We must do it again'

Then she said was I staying there I said no that I had a villa in Cannes, she was welcome to visit. I was there for a week LL, sorting a few things out and some business, hence being in Villefranche. She did and I had the pleasure of her wonderful body all over again. Strange thing was she lives in Belgarvia part of the time so ...guess what....

After our sex Gina wanted a bath and after a short time I joined her. The photo above is one of the shots I took that first day.

As a footnote there is another hotel in the Villefranche area called the Hotel Villa de Patricia. Interesting don't you think?

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Samantha

This was a shoot for a client in mid 2006. Her name was Samantha and she wanted shots which at that point in my photographic career I hadn't undertaken specifically, for a client. Basically what she was seeking were raunchy photographs of herself and she asked whether I was 'up for it'. For me that had a double meaning, but I wasn't sure if she meant it that way. She contacted me through a friend who had taken shots for. No sex involved LL, so not that kind of a recommendation.

(It was funny though, after shooting Samantha, I got a call from Debra the friend...seeking a little you know what.)

Off I went with my gear to Samantha's - she lived near Esher in Surrey - I always carried an overnight bag back then as I wasn't sure how long the shoot would take and whether I would have to find an hotel. I arrived at her front door at the end of a long gravel drive mid morning.

Sammy, as she asked me to call her, was dressed in a white shirt and jeans when she came out to greet me accompanied by a lovely Golden Retriever, called Bella. Notes LL, I always keep notes. Sammy invited me in and we sat in her large kitchen and drank coffee. I needed after the drive down there from Norfolk...my fix, you might say.

We talked and then the subject matter of the shoot came up. She outlined what she wanted. To be honest LL, nothing surprises me. Here was an elegant, very classy, well spoken wealthy attractive woman who was after some rather sexy photos for herself. I didn't ask about a husband or partner. If she wanted me to know she would tell me, I reckoned. The word topless came up and I was asked if I had any problems with that. I told Sammy , no I didn't...in fact I made a point of saying that a woman's breasts were part of her beauty.

She had quite a line in lingerie and underwear LL. Nothing kinky, but very sexy. The photo above is just one of many I took that day. To be fair the one above was pretty much the last I took late afternoon and do you know what LL. No? Well, I'll tell you she didn't stop with her panties they came right off and then she was all over me, Pulling my shirt off, my belt, my chinos, kissing and grabbing me down below.

I was taken aback for all of 15 seconds, then I gave as good as I was receiving. Grabbing her boobs, thrusting my hand between her legs - yes, she was very wet down there. My hand came away sticky with her juices. She was 'open' and the aroma of her sex pervaded the bedroom. My sticky right hand went straight to her left boob. One in each hand now as we remained locked in kissing. Our tongues exploring each other's mouths while Sammy held my erection in her hand. I pulled her against me allowing my hands to encircle her and then move down and grab her buttocks.

Sammy moved her arms and wrapped them around my neck as I lifted her up. Her legs went around my waist, my erection in between her legs as I carried her to the bed and lay her on it. She went straight down on her back legs akimbo LL revealing to me her lovely open pink entrance. I guided myself in. A gasp from Sammy but then she was thrusting against me, writhing very sexily beneath me and moaning as I returned her thrusts, forcibly. Fast there wasn't any other way caught as we were in the moment of pure lust for each other. Her boobs slipping through my hands due to the oil she had applied earlier.

Lots of grunts from me, lots of moans from Sammy, then the 'Ohhh's' started coming as Sammy started coming. Shouts, more thrusting from her, almost desperate in their need. All at once she was there gushing juices all around my cock. I hadn't come, I was still hard. Should I continue. I slipped out of her and immediate rolled her over on the bed. She looked puzzled for a moment until I told her to kneel and went straight back in from behind.

She was on the bed on all fours while I stood now, thrusting hard against her. hard aws what I felt myself. Rigid in fact. Sammy was crying out again as I took her to another orgasm rapidly followed by my exploding inside her and giving her all I had. Depositing my seed, pumping it in. Satisfying her in a way she later said she hadn't experienced, ever. Me too in this instance. Sex with Sammy was fantastic LL. She knew how to draw every last drop of lust, desire and indeed semen from me.

We lay side by side afterward her warm, no hot, body stretched out alongside me. Then there were her breasts. they were just perfect. Large enough to keep my interest aroused, firm with great nipples. I sat up slightly, LL, supporting myself on my elbow and admired those two beautiful orbs of delight. Sammy was smiling at me her head supported by a pillow, her hair cascading across it. I leaned over took her right breast in my hand and steered my mouth toward her nipple and sucked on it. The left one recived the same attention, much appreciated by the recipient.

We cuddled for a while then showered together - Sammy's suggestion and very sexy it was too. I was asked to stay the night and I did.

Sammy and I started to meet in London shortly after, in fact during Carole's time, mainly at an hotel but in 2007 at my apartment. I had kept that out of the equation for a while. I had my reasons.

Sammy was not married, I did wonder that first time. Inherited wealth was her source of income. She still isn't married, so....

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Sophie

I first met Sophie in 2004 when I travelled to meetings in London for the company I worked for then based in Norfolk, UK. You may recall LL that I was promoted and changed departments, heading up the new one. Part of my duties involved representing the company at the ABI (Association of British Insurers) for my area of interest. That involved sitting on a committee dealing with issues involving the industry.

One issue that arose involved of all things HMRC and HM Treasury. It was at the meetings at HM Treasury that I met Sophie a civil servant in the department. A number of meetings took place over several months and Sophie was at each one. We got to know each other quite well. Normally, I would garb a spot of lunch and catch the train back afterward. Around the third meeting I was hovering outside the Treasury building in Whitehall pondering whether to grab a sandwich and eat it on the train when Sophie appeared. 

'I'm off to lunch', she said. 'What are you doing?'

I told her about my mundane sandwich plan and she said for me to join her and lunch together. We did. They have pretty leisurely lunches at the Treasury LL, at least they did then. We talked a little 'shop' but then Sophie was into asking me all about myself. She spotted I was no longer married. I took to wearing my ring on the right hand instead of the left. I explained that I had been widowed nearly two years previously. The sense of loss was still a bit raw and she sensed it reaching across the table and placing her hand on mine.

Back then Sophie was 34, hard to believe she will be nearly fifty now. To cut a long story short I asked her out to dinner - it was a Friday after all and I wasn't visiting you because of the meeting. Sophie accepted. She told me later that she had wanted me to take her to dinner, but naturally it had to come from me. I had my briefcase with all the committee papers and a small camera - a Canon - with me. I picked it up and sad, that this is a bit of a problem. Sophie told me that I could leave at her apartment in Lambeth.

I have noted that it was interesting where things were headed in my account of that first meeting/encounter with Sophie LL....and they were...interesting!

Late summer before the clocks went back, so it was light in the evenings. I turned up as instructed at 5.00 pm and Sophie arrived at her front door minutes behind me. She let me in, invited me in. It was on the first floor - that would be the second here.

I opened the bottle of wine I had picked up, Sophie provide glasses and I poured. We drank. Sophie went to her bedroom to change and I asked whether it was OK to take a few shots of her very nice apartment. At that point LL I was looking for one myself. Once is was to be a surprise for you when I eventually bought, but after the March episode I decided not to tell you of my intention.

Sophie said I could take some shots, so I went ahead. A few moments later she said not to forget her bedroom and that I could come in. I did. Sphie was in her bra and panties. They were black and lacy. I wondered if they were the ones she had worn to work as she had worn a white shirt or blouse and black would have shown. It didn't.

'Take my photo', she said. I did. Her blonde hair made a great contrast with her black underwear. She posed quite well and wasn't afraid of me taking almost full frontal shots albeit at that point in time clothed in her underwear.

I guess at this point a word or two by way of background is necessary. As I said earlier LL Sophie and I had been seeing each other at those meetings at the ABI for some months. She had apparently taken a liking to me. Modest flirting was her first move. She was an attractive woman so I responded like for like, spiced with a little innuendo. The flirting seemed to increase a notch or two each time we met. This day though was the first time I had been invited back and the first time we were going to have dinner out together.

Consequently, I wasn't that surprised when Sophie took her bra off. The mirror shot was my idea and it worked beautifully. Photos of her boobs were fine by her, just for the two of us, of course. We had two and a half hours before dinner at eight and as he reached down and started removing her panties I had some idea how we would be spending it.

Completely nude she walked over and removed my tie, unbuttoned my shirt, undid my belt. Her warm hands settled on my chest as I allowed my trousers to fall to the floor, followed by my boxers and shirt. Then my warm hands settled on her chest and we kissed. I drew her tight to me flattening her breasts against my chest LL. In that clinch  our bodies pressed hard against each other we continued to kiss. I caressed her back and then her buttocks, then her back again.

During all of this certain things were happening, naturally...in both senses of the word. I had an erection (who wouldn't pressed against such a body) and Sophie, well she was well and truly wet down below. Not only that with her legs slightly apart to accommodate me, I could feel her entrance was open also. We were right by the bed and together we fell onto it. Me on top - Sophie under me.

I decided that some licking between her legs would give her something to think about and buried my head there.

Sophie didn't object in fact she said 'Yes, pleaseeez. I love that', as she pushed my head down.

She drew her legs up and we were off. Or at least I was, stroking her pussy, making her purr with mmmm's.  Everything opened wider. Legs, pussy and her opening. I worked my way toward her clitoris, found it and stroked, gently at first then  harder and in a specific are that I touched and received the response.

'Yes, yes...right there. That's so lovely.'

And....so I did. Her little pearl reacted to the licking and flicking which I applied faster and  a tad harder, and so did Sophie. Bucking upward at the point of no return she came, LL. Never fails and a lot of ladies love it as an appetizer to the main course/entree. Sophie certainly did.

We moved onto the main course and I moved onto Sophie. Not only onto, but into. Repeatedly. Slowly.

Watching her as we fucked. She smiling, frowning, coming, coming, coming...

'Oh my God' as she came. Moans, groans and a final grunt from me as I shot into her.

Shower, dress, out, dinner.

We had an appetiser and a main course, sharing a dessert. Conversation about our earlier activity was necessarily coded in a busy restaurant in London. I suggested we use the menu terms - appetizer, main course etc.

Sophie waited until we had eaten our starters, had some wine and then started talking of appetizers.

'That appetizer was wonderful', she said. ' I particularly like the way it stroked the palate, bringing for an explosion of pleasure.'

My reply was in similar vein LL. 'Sometimes you have to let things linger on your tongue and in your mouth to get the full effect' I replied.

'Yes and anticipation of the main course is something to savour. Especially a thick steak that fills you and satisfies you beyond your imagination' Sophie replied.

Anxious to get the last word in before our entree arrived, I said, 'I love melons, nice sized ones that fill your hands and are ripe and ready'.  Sophie laughed.

Our entree arrived and we ate...and changed the subject. It was a lovely evening overall. Sophie is an intelligent woman and our conversation ranged over a number of subjects. Plus, she played a little footsie with my under the table, which added a certain something to the evening.

We shared a dessert and then I got the check. There was some banter over what dessert might be, too. We walked a bit then hailed a cab for the ride back to Sophie's. A night cap then I was invited to share Sophie's bed......dessert. I unzipped her dress for her, she removed her panty hose while I stripped my clothes off and there we were again. Sophie in her bra and panties - me in my boxers.

I undid her bra for her after which she turned around and embraced me.

'Thank you for a lovely evening, now make it a lovely night,' she said.

Her hands pushed my boxers down. My hands or rather thumbs did the same for her panties. We went to bed. Sophie came twice and I exploded inside her once. Then we fell asleep in each other's arms.

I was invited to stay Saturday night as well LL, so I did. We went out the following morning fairly early as I needed a change of clothes and so a little later that morning, purchases made we spent some time walking around St James' park before lunch in Selfridges. I won't describe in detail the rest of lovemaking. Suffice to say Sophie was a very sexy woman with quite an appetite. We had sex on my lap, I took her from behind twice (she liked sex that way after hardly ever having had it that way). Once over the bed and once in the shower. She also went for a ride....on me.

The following weekend I was fucking you LL, although Wednesday night before that weekend it was Kim's turn....

Like many of the women I have met, laid, satisfied, I am still in touch with Sophie and once the purchase of my apartment went through and I also left the company I saw a lot more of her for quite some time. I had seen all of her in the flesh of course!!

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Claudia

Barbados 2018. I hadn't been since Ash went way downhill but I made in Fall of that year. Claudia a lady of some wealth was my companion. We arranged to meet on the island she flew in and I did also from Naples. There's a lot to be said for having a private jet LL.

Claudia is Italian - from Milan. I am not going to give you a lengthy account of our stay, although we had charted a yacht between us and spent a fair bit of time cruising around the island. The photo was taken on an out of the way beach we both know. Soft, soft sand, complete privacy and sex on the beach...and I'm not talking about the cocktail.

It was a lovely vacation for both of us. We were both completely de-stressed, relaxed and in Claudia's case completely satisfied by the time we had to go. I heard from her only yesterday. She is in lock down in Milan, due to the virus but doesn't have Covid-19.

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I bet you had no idea that in 2005 and indeed right through to 2008 I was getting laid with Hannah. Right through your time LL and indeed through Carole's, Denise, Kim, Karen, another Denise, Jane, Helen, Becky, Julie, Lucy etc etc.

In fact none of you knew about each other or that many of you were receiving my attention at the same time. Hannah didn't know either. It was only when Ash and I married that my activities ceased. Once committed I am 100% faithful. You never committed LL, you weren't faithful, so that let me off the hook.

Hannah had a liking of older men, she told me when we corresponded via the Internet. I had started the chat with her in late 2004 and she responded. We exchanged emails and she sent me photos of herself, even before we met. I was a little cautious to begin with, as you never know who you are talking with, but gradually what she was saying rang true and we agreed to meet. Hannah was thirty then and when I saw her in Norwich for coffee and lunch she looked pretty much as you see her above, except she was clothed and her hair was gathered up. As I am sure you can work out LL, Hannah was/is attractive and slim....and she also had long legs.

We didn't jump into bed together straight away, but we did after several dates, although jump wasn't quite the word to describe things. I took the photo above at her home just to the east of Wroxham, Norfolk. That was our first time.

Sex with Hannah was great. She was full of energy and due I guess to her youthful hormones very demanding. I can't say I complained. We once had sex six times in twelve hours. On the first occasion we had enjoyed lunch in Norwich and driven back to her small terraced home. There was no preamble to our intercourse. She took me straight to her bedroom and stripped naked. That was the first time I had seen her delicious body in all it's glory. I stripped and we were on that bed together rolling around, body against body, kissing.

My notes tell me that Hannah then knelt in front of me as I also knelt. She was caressing me and me her. Her skin was wonderful, young, silky smooth and my hands tracing her curves from shoulder to ass had me well erected. I fondled her breasts. They hardly moved they were so firm. Suck them she had told me, so I did. While they were still wet with my saliva she had me rub her nipples until they were erect.

Hannah had generous hips, all in proportion to the rest of her. I started caressing them and then her thighs. She caressed my cock. Then she leant down and sucked on it. God, LL, that was good. I didn't come but I was pretty rigid when she came up for air. That was when she lay back opened her legs and said it was her turn. Her pussy didn't need any work to open it. Her lips down there were parted and her pink entrance quite visible.

I licked her into a frenzy of moans and groans until her body reacted to my licks and flicks and she bucked toward me and came. She was panting as her body calmed. Once she had her breath back she just said 'Now', looking down at my erection. I slipped my tip into her opening she spread her legs as wide as they would go and the rest of me followed penetrating her fully.

'Oh yes', she said, 'It's as big and lovely as I thought it would be.

We thrust together. Me into and out slowly, she upward as much as she could. My hands around those firm boobs did wonders for my erection, it kept swelling and throbbing inside her.

'Wow, that is so nice' she said. 'Mmmmm'

Sliding to and fro faster and faster she stopped talking, started moaning, started screaming out. The classic sounds of a woman about to have an orgasm and she did. She also knew I was coming and asked me to pump it all over her breasts. At the critical moment I withdrew from her, pointed my cock and she watched as I sprayed her boobs and part of her face. She licked it off her face and swallowed my semen. I played with her boobs and we both ended up sticky.

'Massage me' she said. She didn't mean her body at that stage but her pussy. She wanted my hands to keep her swollen down there. A pleasure. She was indeed swollen and wet and my fingers and hands sticky from her boobs. What a sight LL. Hannah's boobs covered in my semen and me massaging all round her pussy making her ooze even more. Surprisingly, it was very sexy.

As I gently did as Hannah wanted sing my left hand to massage, not play, with her breasts the effect on me, as I suspect she knew, was to bring about another erection. She watched it as it rose from the 'dead' and then said, 'We aren't going to waste that are we.' Not a question but a statement of fact. Nor did we waste it LL.

I turned Hannah over extricated myself from between her legs, had her kneel on the edge of the bed. She knew what was coming, apart from her. In fact it was obvious that she had been in this position in the past because of two things. She lined herself up beautifully presenting her pussy at just the right angle and secondly... Well secondly, she said, 'Just before I come. You'll know when. Spank me hard'. What could I say to that apart from 'You bet', so I did.

What a lovely arse she had. Looking at the photo above and others I have from that day and others, I'd forgotten quite how nice it was. Head down, hair tumbling, arse and pussy up we started fucking all over again LL. Boy, was it good that second time. Straight in, wet as hell and a lovely sensation of floating inside her, exploring her satisfying her urges. Some medium thrusting on my part at the start soon  transformed, in both of us, to our being unable to fight our urges any more. I was like a piston rod on a full speed steam train and Hannah...

Hannah was taking it all and crying for more and more until I felt she was on her way to the crest of her wave. I slapped both buttocks twice, hard. Her bottom clenched. I felt her inside cramping against me. She came and so did I a great wave of relief, supreme satisfaction and a little exhaustion for both of us. Both sweating, both sticky and both very happy.

We showered, we had to with all those bodily fluids on us and in particular Hannah's breasts. I'll leave it there LL, but I didn't leave Hannah and her sexual demands until four years later, when she moved away. That first night we made love again twice. Hannah was amazed I had it in me. I did and she had it in her

That is what happened to Carole as well. She moved to Leicester - family connections. I spent more and more time here in the US, so we parted quite amicably.

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Sarah

This little lady lived within a half mile of where I used to visit you LL. She had no hang ups, was single and one hell of a lot younger than you. The photo of Sarah above was taken in 2004, one Tuesday morning - that's right, I didn't always go home straight away. In fact that Monday I spent with Sarah in her bed making love to her. I'll even give you the date. Monday August 16.

Sarah was someone I started 'talking' to online back in May 2004. We met at Brampton. You were at work, so it was safe enough. I think the pub was called The Shoulder of Mutton. It was obvious that Sarah had only one thing in mind from the start, but was careful not to make it too obvious and appear sluttish. To be fair though her flirting was pretty full on. Later, she knew all about you and  how you had acted.

In fact we used to laugh about mutton and lamb, which is what made me sort of recall the pub above. She said you were mutton to her lamb. She was right. A nice fit young body, firm boobs, puffy nipples and a hunger for sex. What more could a man want...and she preferred older guys. A perfect fit LL and we were when we were connected sexually as well.

I will just say this about little Sarah, she was a far, far better lay than you and I enjoyed her very much. She was open (often!) to trying all sorts of positions and I was able to satisfy her every time right through every meet we had, until we parted in December 2005.

Fond memories of Sarah...not so fond ones of you LL. All seems an age away now.

Leanne

Finally, in this blog, there's nothing like ending with a bang and that is what Leanne likes...lots of 'bangs' and as often as possible.

This shot was taken in my home on Nantucket last year. Leanne works for me on the ranch, although she doesn't live here. She rides for me. Exercises the horses that is, but the other version also applies! She came to work for me way back in 2015. It was only after Ash passed away that our relationship of employer and employee added another dimension that of being lovers when we could.

Having worked for us/me for the past five years, she understands why I travel on business etc. It hasn't made any difference to 'us' though. I, apparently, more than satisfy her needs and urges and she does likewise for me.

Leanne is around 5' 6" tall and possessed of rather large boobs that are firm and a delight to handle. She is thirty three and single. Along with a nice body, very nice, she has a tight pussy which is great for both of us.

On the day the photo above was taken we had both been out riding together. We keep things low key to avoid gossip among the rest of the staff here. Most of our liaisons take place evenings and weekends. So far I don't think a soul realises.

We got back to the ranch after our morning ride that Saturday and Leanne joined me in the main house, ostensibly to look at some stuff in the office. Our usual ploy if some of the other hands are around. Then we shot into my lounge on the second floor (to you first floor LL). To say Leanne couldn't wait that Saturday would be a gross understatement. Her shirt came off her riding boots, her jeans and finally her bra and panties. I stripped my shirt off and jeans and then we were wrapped in each others arms. I had been in Europe for quite a few weeks and Leanne desperately needed servicing. Her breasts are of a size that prevents our tummy's touching when we are standing, which is very nice for me LL.

That day our first bout of lovemaking didn't quite make it to the bedroom. We got no further than the couch you see above. Leanne poses all the time for photographs, for me, so the shot above wasn't unusual. It was taken just before we got started LL.

Started was the word, Leanne left the blocks like a shot. After reacquainting me with her pussy in the pose above, she opened her legs wide and held them.

'Want me? she said.

I told her that of course i did and we then went to the bedroom. Nothing straight away apart from me massaging Leanne's back while we talked. I loosened her shoulder muscles and then moved down her spine all the way to her coccyx. After that I applied some oil and gently massaged that into her skin on her back and thighs. Part of this routine is for her to part her legs while lying on her tummy. I then massage her pussy which she loves.

All of this arouses her (and me!)  and it did that day, last year. Then it was a question of doing the same for her front. Somehow it never gets beyond my oiling her boobs and then she wants me to mount her. I said earlier that this blog ends with a bang. The sort of bang Leanne enjoys.

On each occasion we manage to get together she always likes it hard a fast, first of all. She says she has a great orgasm that first time. Apart from me thrusting hard and fast what she likes most of all is for me to bang repeatedly against her clit. Punish it if you like. It makes  her real quick. She did that Saturday, way before I was ready. That, of course is our plan together. To have her come before I do so that our second time we can come together.

The second time was a much slower affair interspersed with her having me withdraw briefly so she can rub her clit with my cock. Then back in that well of pleasure to fuck away happily, both of us enjoying the sensations that come with it.

I haven't mentioned her boobs much. Not quite as big as melons but getting there. They don't flop around when she's on her back due to the fact the are so firm. That day I enjoyed them fully as I slowly thrust - that is until we both felt the time had come....to come. From second to top gear in seconds and we were lost in our lust for each other. Leanne's 'Ohhh's', moans and shouts of 'Yes yes yes!!' when she climaxes, just preceding my expansion inside her as I pump all I have.

That is a fairly typical description of our sex LL. Sometimes she likes to be licked, sometimes she rides me and occasionally we do it from behind...or rather I do. I guess she is one of my best fuck buddies. far too young against my age for anything serious we just enjoy each other for what each other can give.

Again although several of these ladies are repeats from the past, you can see that despite you I had no problems with finding attractive and willing women...and, at six years older than you, I still don't

Ciao

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